Thinking of what she just heard, she laughed silently and said with a relaxed tone, "Mu Mingran, I hope I made the right bet."

She had long noticed that Mu Mingran had doubts about her, so this time, she used wine to test it. It was not only a test, but also a test.

However, she still overestimated her drinking capacity. The wine she drank with Zhang Tingyan was a sign of drunkenness. It tasted mellow and mild at first, but in fact it had a lot of stamina. She didn't expect this just now, and drank a stronger wine. It was fine just now.

Now the backlog of energy suddenly began to build up, and I felt dizzy and dizzy, and my thoughts gradually became confused.

After lying down for a while, she seemed to hear someone calling her "Sir" in her ear, saying that His Majesty was summoning her.

Then she was thinking, Your Majesty, Lanyue? Enemy?

He blurted out "I'll go" and then wandered away with the person. What happened next was unclear.

Inside the main palace bedroom.

Wu Qi asked the imperial guards to carry Fengling in and reported back: "Your Majesty, Chen Ling has been brought here."

Lan Yue was dealing with government affairs. When she looked up, she saw Fei Ling who was obviously not in a normal state. She couldn't help but feel displeased: "You brought a drunkard here, how can we talk to him?"

Wu Qi is innocent. The man was drunk. He couldn't just pour ice water on him to wake him up and then bring him back. Wouldn't this offend someone?

He hesitated: "Then... I will send her back?"

Lan Yue glanced at the unconscious person, frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then relaxed, pointing to the soft couch next to her, "Forget it, carry it over there."

"Yes." The Imperial Guard took the order and was about to take action, but at this moment Fengling suddenly woke up and started to make a fuss. She held the Imperial Guard's face and looked closely at it, muttering: "You are so ugly? Who are you? Where did you come from?"

What's your name? What are you here for?"

A series of questions were thrown at her, which confused the imperial guard. She was a little frightened by someone holding her face so close to her, and her eyes were wide open as she was at a loss.

Wu Qi winked: "...Quickly, lift it up!"

However, the guards were not as fast as the drunkard. Fengling was already bored with this face and changed her direction. Her eyes stayed on Wu Qi's face for two seconds, then she shook her head and turned away.

After walking around for a while, I was suddenly attracted by someone a few meters away.

"Huh?" Fengling's eyes lit up.

Wu Qi had a bad premonition and wanted to stop him, but failed. The drunkard's actions were so flexible. Looking up again, he saw that the claws that had just touched the eldest sister of the Imperial Guard had already reached out to their noble Majesty. Seeing that gesture,

He suddenly suffered a myocardial infarction.

Fengling stood in front of the book desk, kneeling with one foot on the table, leaning her upper body forward slightly, lifting the beauty's chin with two fingers, and carefully studied the stunning beauty in front of her.

When it comes to teasing, he opens his mouth and says, "Isn't this my young husband? How come he is so handsome that he makes his wife feel itchy and unbearable."

Wu Qi nervously observed the changes in the face of His Majesty who was being teased. It was not obvious, but the deep look in his eyes showed that he was already angry. He couldn't help but mourn for someone who was so bold.

As she watched, Fengling suddenly felt sad, showing her emotions, and said to herself: "But, are you really A Yue?"

The strength gathered by Lan Yue in his palms stagnated and collapsed. He looked at her and looked into his eyes, as if he had found a familiar shadow, so he lost his mind.

Wu Qi on the side waited for a long time before His Majesty took action. He couldn't help but doubt his life. This was unreasonable. His Majesty would never let a woman get close to him, let alone tease him. At this time, he should have had his hand broken and thrown away.

Yes, why is this Chen Ling still touching His Majesty's face?

"So, are you Chen Ling?" Lan Yue asked slowly, her eyes unconsciously filled with expectations that she didn't even know she had.

Fengling: "Of course not!"

His heart stopped.
Chapter completed!