The King of Bei didn't say anything. In fact, he also felt that this was something that could not be explained clearly. You could tell him in front of someone who had expectations for you, I'm sorry, I can't do what you want, I'm sorry, what you hope for will not be able to accomplish, and what you hope for will not be able to do.

No one would do this because it was too cruel. As long as a person with a heart, there was no way to do it. There was no way to say this. The same was true for His Highness, the King of Northern. He could not tell His Highness that he could not do it well, and the two of them could not do it well. Next time they met, they would be enemies. Next time they met, they would be either you die or I would live. He didn't know what to say, but he knew it in his heart. The King of Western also knew this. However, he didn't want to say it, he didn't want to say it, and naturally the King of Northern was unwilling to say it.

The Northern King picked up the wine glass and looked at His Highness the Western King and said, "Xi Wang, this wine was buried by the Northern King's mother on the day of my birth. In folk sayings, this is called the Principal Red, but my mother called him Di Hong. However, it is also ordinary wine, which is so delicious. Today, you and my brothers disassemble this wine. No matter who becomes the emperor in the future, they will be worthy of the eager expectation of this wine."

As he said that, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all. The pleasant wine slowly slid down his neck and hid into his neck, so sexy and charming.

He opened his eyes, and grief flashed through his eyes, and the rest was the helplessness and melancholy that he didn't know what to say.

His Highness the King of the West also drank it all in one go. The two looked at each other and then drank it. No one was allowed to let anyone go, drinking it like that. If they could keep drinking like this, they must be willing. After all, after drinking this wine, the two of them would no longer be brothers.

The scenes of the past melted in front of the two, like a beautiful flower, making people happy, feeling, and helpless. This is reality. No matter what they did back then, no matter how good they were back then, now, they have no choice but to continue their friendship. They are already enemies. Since the King of the West came to the Northern Palace, they have been enemies. Now they are just reluctant to let go of the friendship of the past, so they finally used their brotherhood to drink with each other, which is a kind of helplessness and a kind of sorrow.

After a while of drinking, the two of them had almost the same drink. The King of Western, who had already turned red, looked at the drunken King of Northern and He smiled. He knew that this brother was not good at drinking. He looked at the drunken King of Northern and Southern and slowly said, "Fifth brother, fifth brother, I ask you, have you ever had such a moment that I am good to you, and you shouldn't hide me like this?"

The King of Northern did not speak, just nodded, and it can be seen that he was really drunk, but some people were so beautiful when drunk, just like the seven sages of the bamboo forest in the old days, looking good and killing people.

He looked at that direction and then said, "More than a moment, if my mother hadn't told me every night that she would never be a daughter mentality. I'm afraid that Jiangnan is no longer here now. How good is Jiangnan? Jiangnan is the most suitable place for me. The scenery there is picturesque, so beautiful."

As he talked, he started dancing. His heart was really filled with such a wonderful place. He really wanted to live somewhere, that place, that place, that place, is his dream.

His Highness the Western King looked at the King of Northern King and said, "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, okay, as long as you have a little time, you feel guilty for me." As he said, he looked at the King of Northern King with hazy eyes and said, "Fifth Brother, if I win, I will sign you as the King of Xiaoyao, and the back cover will be in the Jiangnan Water Town, how about it?"

The Northern King smiled, and he looked at His Highness the Western King and said, "Okay, if I win, then I will also make the Fourth Brother the King of Xiaoyao, and the fief is also in Jiangnan, just in that beautiful place."

The Western King shook his head, just looked at the Northern King and said, "No, if you win, you will kill me."

The Northern King was a little confused. He looked at His Highness the Western King and said, "Kill you? Why?"

The King of Western King smiled and said, "Because, I can't let go of my power. If you let me go and I'll be the King of Xiaoyao, I will definitely want to seize the throne again. I don't want to do this anymore. It's too tiring to kill me. After that, you'll be buried with me, burn more paper money, and let me have money to bribe the villain below and give me a good birth."

The King of Bei nodded, but no one knew what he was thinking. He looked at that direction and then slowly said, "Fourth Brother, if this is what you hope, then I will do it for you."

The rest was never said.

When the King of Westerners heard this, he felt that he just threw the cup in his hand to the ground. The blue cup that day suddenly broke into seven pieces, which looked very beautiful. He stood up and looked at the King of Northern Heroes and said, "Well, this wine has been finished, and I should leave too. From then on, you and my brothers are not brothers, but enemies. I hope you and me can be safe."

Let's talk, turn your head and leave. His staggering back made the North King feel a little uncomfortable.

He looked at the back for a long time, and suddenly, a voice came out, but it was Liu Wushu. Liu Wushu looked at the drunken Prince of the Northern King and slowly said, "I don't know when, the Prince of the Northern King who could not fall, could not even drink these glasses of wine."

The Northern King, who was still drunk just now, just raised his head and said with a little confusion in his eyes, "I was not drunk by this rare No. 1 candidate Hong, but by the friendship of the fourth brother. I am sorry for him after all. After all, I have been deceived by him for so many years. I just hope that it can do a good job, but I just hope that the fourth brother can survive. However, when fighting for the throne, where are there any losers who survive?"

Liu Wusheng didn't say anything, just looked at him, feeling helpless.

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Outside the door

As soon as he left the door, His Highness the Western King returned to normal. He looked at the carriage parked at the corner, but just looked at the coachman and said, "Go back to the palace."

After saying the three words, he got on the carriage. He was not drunk. How could he be drunk just half a jar of the top scholar? What got drunk was friendship, and that friendship was like a hundred years of wine.
Chapter completed!