Chapter 2872: Step by Step Jinghong: Since Ancient Times, the Family of Emperors with Little Affection (13)

Mo Yelei kept looking in the direction next to him without leaving any trace, and gave Dianbai several winks, but the girl didn't even turn her eyes, which made Mo Yelei feel a little worse.

"The prince frequently looks in the direction of this king. Could it be that the beauty of this king makes the prince happy?"

Mo Liyan played with the exquisite wine glass in his hand, his red and thin lips evoked a sinister arc, and he opened his mouth lazily, with a smile that was not a smile, and he was quite interested.

The act of peeking was pointed out like this, Mo Yelei pursed his lips and held the wine glass with a light smile, "The third brother is joking, why is there such a thing?"

"That's good." Mo Liyan put down the wine glass that he was playing with lightly, his deep and playful eyes fell on the center of the hall, and his tone was full of evil: "This king almost thought that the prince fell in love at first sight with the person whom this king newly acquired. "

Mo Ye Lei pulled the corner of his lower lip without smiling, stared at the center of the hall at the same time, and said in a low voice: "There is absolutely no such thing, third brother be careful."

"Just kidding with the prince." Mo Liyan's tone was light, but his eyes were cold: "Why does the prince take it seriously?"

"Third brother is really in good spirits, and I am ashamed of being alone. Well, don't repeat this kind of joke again." Mo Yelei lowered his head, his ruthless emotions were fleeting in his eyes, and his tone remained unchanged.

Mo Liyan let out a faint chuckle, his dark and delicate eyebrows were raised slightly, and he was lazy and indifferent: "The prince can't stand it, and this king will naturally not say it again."

Mo Yelei's chest heaved up and down twice, gritted his teeth slightly, and didn't speak any more. Then he thought that now Wei Pingsheng has had many friendships with himself, and his contacts and residences are all under his control, and he will take the initiative to submit to him soon. The servants were loyal to him, and the anger that was rolling in his heart dissipated a little.

At the beginning of the banquet, such a battle without gunpowder smoke ended like this.

The ministers sitting around couldn't lower their heads any lower, trying not to pay attention to the confrontation between the two princes.

However, one of the young people in the sky blue robe was always smiling, singing the wine to the song, showing a leisurely look.

This is the Eighth Prince of Great Chu.

Mo Rongxuan.

He has been used to being low-key in the palace since he was a child. No matter who he is, he is always smiling. It is said that he has never seen him lose his temper.

Few people will pay attention to him, because he is really low-key, usually inconspicuous, and never in the limelight.

In addition, the power of his mother's family was weak, and his biological mother was only an ordinary concubine's concubine.

So many courtiers automatically ignored such a prince.

"Life is full of joy." He sighed in a low voice, his eyes misty.

Dianbai is not interested in watching such a singing and dancing banquet,

Coupled with the torn wound, she wondered if she could find some herbs from the palace to temporarily suppress the wound, and went out first.

Ruo Lian wanted to go out with her, but was rejected by Ranbai.

After being pointed out so directly by Mo Liyan, Mo Yelei couldn't look at Ranbai anymore, but now Yu Guang caught a glimpse of such a scene intentionally or unintentionally, he put down his wine glass and got up and left.

The two left one after another.

Mo Liyan's icy fingertips slowly rubbed the edge of the wine glass, like rubbing a sharp sword, the surrounding aura was too cold, and the low air pressure always lingered and never dissipated.

Ruo Lian almost endured the feeling of numbness in her scalp and stood there forcibly, and she was about to cry without tears in her heart.

Miss, why don't you take me with you when you go out? !

Now I am left alone to face the low pressure of the master.

too difficult!

Mo after a while,

Mo Liyan stood up abruptly and walked towards the outside of the hall indifferently and coldly. The luxurious and blurred light in the palace collided and smashed into his eyes, but he couldn't light up those cold eyes, which were always cold, Thin and cool.

When Ruo Lian saw that the master had gone out, she quickly followed.

The two royal disciples in this row left one after another, and the people around noticed this picture, and they all looked at their hearts and noses, pretending they didn't see anything.

The disagreement between the prince and King Jin is not a hidden thing, and everyone doesn't know it, so it's not surprising.

And outside the palace.

Away from the singing and dancing and the silk and bamboo string music, a crescent moon in the night sky seems to fall on the delicate turret, piercing the dark and vague night.

The girl in white was walking alone on the road outside the main hall. The evening wind of early summer blew her sleeves and skirts, and the wind tumbled slightly, making her look elegant and stunning.

Zhao Jiong's eyes fell unconsciously on the figure walking by the lake, he swallowed subconsciously, and when he saw that there was no one around, he went up boldly.

When he first saw such a beauty at the banquet early in the morning, he was a little moved, but because King Jin was by his side, he didn't dare to make trouble.

Now that the beauty has taken the initiative to place the order, he also has a chance.

I believe that King Jin won't care about a maid and a minister of ceremonies in the end. After all, he doesn't care about the appearance of King Jin at all.

So under the trend of the thoughts in his heart, Zhao Jiong walked up with a rush of emotion, his fat disc-like face squeezed out a smile, "Now the banquet is just right, why did the girl come out alone?"

Ranbai noticed someone approaching at the first glance, but she didn't care, and didn't want to pay attention to it, her pale eyes fell on the countless flowers and trees planted in the palace.

Zhao Jiong was so ignored, his heart was filled with displeasure, his eyes were glued to the girl's side face, unable to look away, he smiled: "Could it be that I'm lonely..."

With that, he stretched out his fat paws, eager to touch the girl.

Hidden in plain white slender hands under wide snow-colored sleeves, he casually played with sharp and sharp small hidden weapons, as if it would kill someone in the next second and splatter three feet of blood. Dianbai flipped over twice, and his movements contained a bit of noble elegance. Just as he was about to stab Sun Jiong's eyes directly, a voice came from far and near, with a bit of composure.

"Zhao Jiong! What are you doing?"

Mo Yelei walked in with a vaguely unhappy expression on his face, with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashed with gloom, and he looked at Zhao Jiong.

At first, Zhao Jiong didn't take it seriously the moment he heard the voice, but then he felt a little familiar again. When he saw the person approaching, he was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand, shaking like an electric shock.

Too, prince? !

He hurriedly cupped his hands with a smile on his face.

"Why did the prince come, the minister, the minister is just, it's just..." A little cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he faltered to find an excuse, and said with a smile: "I just saw this girl come out alone, and I just came forward to say hello."

"Have you finished greetings?" Mo Yelei looked at Zhao Jiong and said solemnly.