Chapter 122: Sang Luohong Yanzui

"Eh, this is what I am worried about. When will Queen Mo's heart knot be resolved? Mo Aiqing, can you have a way?" Mo Junyi asked.
Mo Zichen frowned: "From the last time she went to the house to take back Yu Ke's sister, the deeper the grudge, the deeper the grievance. Now I am afraid that even the ancestors of her family can't take care of her, and the feeling of a half-divided mother and daughter Don't care anymore. "
Mo Jun Yijun's face was covered with frost and he pondered, "This can't be blamed on her. I heard that the Nanman emperor Man Yu was 70 years old and was very sick, so the government was always controlled by the Queen Mo. Because of this, she didn't like it anymore. Coupled with frailty and sickness, the Queen of Mexico will inevitably be lonely in the deep palace.
"Exactly, unless Wei Liaozi is going to see her. Xie Ling must also be the bell man!" Mo Zichen said.
"But is Wei Liaozi willing?" Mo Junyi frowned.
Mo Zichen said: "It depends on whether Hua Jiyue can wake up."
"Yes, after all, Hua Jiyue is the real bell-ringer ..." Mo Junyi's eyebrows locked tighter, "but, how can I wake her up? How can the acacia's poison be solved? "
Mo Zichen's eyes also dimmed: "Acacia? Maybe the emperor can issue an order to visit the famous doctors in the hidden world. If he can solve the poison of the acacia in Huajiyue, he must be rewarded by the high official Houlu!"
Mo Junyi sighed: "I haven't thought about it, but I previously thought that Wei Liaozi itself is a famous doctor in the hidden world. If there is no way for him, who can?"
Isn't it?
Mo Zichen was also silent.
"Hua Jiyue ..."
"Acacia ..."
"Hua Jiyue ... This name is so nice ... It seems to have been heard? Who is it? Who?"
Suddenly, there was a murmur of drunkenness and whisper, but it was whispering like a warbler, and it was really nice.
Mo Zichen and Mo Junyi glanced down, but saw that Su Biluo was already drunk on the table, his eyes were blurred, his small face was crimson, and his chin was resting on his arm. .
"Hua Jiyue ... Hua Jiyue ..."
Indifferent eyes filled with tenderness: "She is drunk ..."
"I don't know who is Sang Luojiu, who will be pouring this year? The color is more tender than the syrup, and the fragrance is sweet with Yongchun. Ten thousand carry a bucket and send it to Xiaoxiang's old man. If you don't get drunk in the Langjiu Sangjuo, you can't help but leave love ..."
Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind Jun Junyi, singing a beautiful verse.
Mo Junyi doesn't have to look back, but also knows that it is his concubine Mei Fei.
Mei Fei gently draped a cloak on Mo Junyi's back, and carefully his cloak straps.
She smiled softly: "Your Majesty, it's getting late at night, and drinking wine and blowing hair, and watch out for the cold. Begonia, you can get a cloak for Mrs. Su."
Begonia led his life away.
Mei Fei looked back at Su Biluo with a smile, and said softly: "Mrs. Su doesn't seem to know that this mulberry wine has great stamina, thinking that it is sweet and delicious, and she unknowingly drank too much. However, this wine, this poem, It is suitable for a couple of generals. Tomorrow, the couple will be temporarily separated. Isn't it 'not drunk in the middle of Sang Luojiu, and teaches people to help but stay away from love'? "
Mo Junyi knew that Mei Fei was a little bit sour, so she smiled bitterly: "It's just a matter of you. Mrs. Su loves to drink so much, then I reward a few altars of mulberry wine to the general and his wife to return to the house. Drink it. "
Mei Fei is fighting ｜ Pet ｜ Love, and she does n’t hide her mood at all. She is charming and coquettish:
The emperor is really wise. Enjoy the wine early and let them go to reunite with each other. It ’s going to be so long when we leave tomorrow . In this case, this mulberry wine is actually particularly suitable for me to drink with the emperor. It is better to wait for the emperor to leave, and then the emperor can move to Bixiao Palace? "
"Then let it go, I will retire first, and it will not be too long for everyone to drink love, and my father-in-law is here to serve." Mo Junyi grabbed Mei Fei's slender waist and turned away.
"Give the Emperor!" The generals shouted in unison.
After leaving Jun Junyi away, the generals will have no intention of drinking again. In the palace, it is better to go back to the barracks and drink freely. So, everything is gone.
Mo Zichen rewarded Sang Luojiu and Wanliang Gold with Mo Junyi's rewards, and all of them were distributed to the generals.
drink?
Dare to drink?
Mo Zichen didn't want to have any chance to encourage the lady to drink. This lady, drunk as soon as she drinks, has no self-control, and is very used to it. Who is going to get drunk when she goes out?
"Go, go home!" Mo Zichen picked her up.
"No," Su Biluo scrambled his hands, struggling to return to his seat, "No, I want to drink, delicious!"
At this time, Begonia took the cloak and Mo Zichen Su Biluo. Su Biluo was still in a mood for a while and he was unwilling to wear it. Seeing this, Begonia said to send a carriage to send Mo Zichen and Mrs. Su back.
"There is work!" Mo Zichen saw that Su Bilu was so drunk that he did not quit.
In the carriage, Mo Zichen held tightly and drunk Su Biluo tightly and tightly around her cloak, as if afraid she would catch cold again.
There were two clouds of Yunxia on her cheeks, with an unusually crimson red, and her lips were red and gorgeous. Although it looks beautiful, she can't help but want to take a sip, but it makes Mo Zichen deeply worried.
What appeared frequently in her mind was that she fell into a coma after falling into the water from the painting. So I didn't dare to make it, but when I couldn't help Su Biluo's faint fragrance coming into his nose, he slightly bowed his head and used warm lips on her thin, cold neck to return to whirl.
It can neither go further nor reluctant to leave.
The tortured feeling of itching crawled in Mo Zichen's heart like an ant, and suddenly made him very nostalgic.
For the first time, he looked at Su Biluo's small face carefully at such a close distance. Suddenly found that her face is so clean, so refined, as clear as the water hibiscus, not necessarily how beautiful
glamorous, but nowhere is lovable.
Such a comfortable and clean face, with a faint smell of milk that is unique to babies, made Mo Zichen unable to help burying her head between her necks, sniffing deeply, unwilling to leave.
It seems that the whole world is quiet.
Quiet and sweet.
The swaying carriage was like a cradle. Shaking, shaking, shaking, and Mo Zichen also fell into sleep.
It seems that the world is asleep.
The carriage suddenly stopped in front of the general's palace, and violently shaken Mo Zichen awake.
He stared at the eagle's eyes violently, looking around, a pair of black and dark birds of prey.
After many years of marching career, he has developed the habit of being grass and trees. Mo Zichen has not slept for many years.
But this time, he inadvertently slept so deep, so peaceful, is it because of the magical milk fragrance on Su Biluo's body?
Woman, really is a man's killer, a comfortable hotbed.
Mo Zichen picked her up horizontally, jumped off the carriage, entered the General's Mansion, and went straight to the bedroom of the East Courtyard.
Yingyue and the painting attendant freshen up and retired after sleeping on the couch.
Mo Zichen was in the bed, holding Wenxiang nephrite, and suddenly felt that even if a woman is a man's killer, he would rather be killed ...