Mo Xi cooperated and smiled: "Your Majesty, go and do your business, just leave it to me."
He really knows acting! Long Qianjue thought to himself that he would not be able to cooperate naturally and said: "When my father-in-law returns tomorrow, I will definitely send you a trip with my beloved concubine."
Mo Tingzhong smiled with satisfaction and nodded, and said politely: "Your Majesty, you are all your own family, and there is not so much etiquette."
Long Qianjue nodded and looked back at Mo Xi: "Since that's the case, I will go and do it first. If it's still early to finish the work, come and take a look. If it's late, I will go back to Fengyayuan directly. Now.”
His words made Mo Xi's sneer on the corner of his lips froze. He was going to go back to Fengyayuan tonight? Her cold eyes looked at his eagle eyes, but they just caught the cunning that passed through his eyes.
Is it here to take revenge? This man's measure is too small, so he didn't say anything more. The four eyes were surging, but only the two parties involved could understand it.
"Cough..." Mo Xi coughed unnaturally, looked at the corner of Long Qianjue's lips with a meaningful cold smile, and then walked away with a meteor.
Qiushui Pavilion, this is where Long Qianjue lives, and the side hall is where he meets guests. He sings and dances, plays the piano and discusses swords, recites poems with tea and chants, and the wind, flowers, snow and moon. Every time Su Yanhan comes, he always waits for him. Today is no exception.
"I have seen King Li." When Su Yanhan saw Long Qianjue, he slowly stood up, and an elegant smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
The next moment, Long Qianjue's eyes fell on Mengru. If he remembered correctly, every time Su Yanhan came to leave the palace, he seemed to have brought Mengru with him. Is there anything wrong with this? What a coincidence?
"I thought, you came so urgently, that there was something important." Long Qianjue looked around lightly. Since he was carrying Mengru, it was impossible for him to have anything important. It was just a chat with Mingcha. Forget it.
"What? Is it wrong to get down? If so, I'd better say goodbye first!" Su Yanhan's lips curled a faint smile and said with a bit of temptation.
"Since everyone has arrived, please sit down!" Long Qianjue lifted his clothes, his cool movements were as clean and neat as flowing water.
Mengru began to play the piano, and the melodious sound of the piano rose in the air, and the two men also started to laugh, talking around the world, and as they chatted, the night gradually darkened, Long Qianjue ordered the kitchen to prepare more dishes, He wanted to continue drinking and chatting with Su Yanhan.
Su Yanhan's pair of seductive peach blossom eyes looked at Mengru without hesitation. Mengru's little hands stroking the strings tightened, and her little face turned red in an instant, and her eyes looked at her unconsciously. On her cuffs, there was a fan of love that Su Yanhan specially prepared for her. It is rumored that this is the most powerful fan of love in the world. If a man who has won this fan of love, if there is no woman in the water for two hours The joy of the body will burst and die.
Before coming to the palace, Mengru made a request to Su Yanhan, that was, she wanted to give her clean body to her beloved man. Therefore, at this moment, she was no longer Miss Mengru, but had transformed into a young woman.
Today, when she entered Li Wang Mansion, Meng Ru had already died. From now on, she lived to help her beloved man achieve the goal of restoring the country. As long as Su Yanhan's great revenge can be avenged, she will be content.
Ten years ago, Dongli Kingdom invaded and dominated their territory. Su Yanhan was the orphan of the country's destruction. If his country had not perished, he would be the prince. Over the years, he not only had to avoid hunting, but also tenaciously.
After living, transforming from a young man to a mature man, he experienced too many pains that are unknown to ordinary people.
A table full of delicacies from mountains and seas, Long Qianjue and Su Yanhan drank and talked happily. Su Yanhan asked Mengru to dance to help him liven up. Mengru slowly stepped forward, and smiled gently and whispered with Su Yanhan.
He greeted and said, "Since Mr. Su has spoken, Mengru is more respectful than obedient..."
"You are not dancing this dance for you. The prince has to agree that this dance is good." Su Yanhan's words were a little ambiguous, and he was also a regular visitor here. Meng Ruyi
He is also quite familiar.
"Then Mengru will be ugly. If you don't dance well, please forgive me." Mengru said slowly without losing her charming elegance.
Zong Zhengqianjue narrowed his eyes and said with interest: "Oh? I have always heard the girl's piano sound. I didn't expect that Miss Mengru could dance? That King needs to take a good look today.
, see if Miss Mengru's dancing posture is as beautiful as your piano sound."
Mengru's charming phoenix eyes curled up, and she chuckled with charm, and said lightly: "Today, Mengru wants to play with piano and dance, so that the prince can see the height."
Long Qianjue narrowed his eyes, smiled without answering, quietly staring at the brothel woman who was the best in the capital for her wonderful piano sound and beauty. Her thick ink eyelashes covered the evil charm like a hidden pool.
Mengru couldn't see the look in his eyes.
The light of the night pearl makes the whole room bright, but the light is extremely soft. The sound of the piano flows out in the room, melodious and melodious as the sound of nature. The beauty embraces the small and exquisite white jade guqin, the red gauze sleeves are scattered, and the figure is as light as
Butterflies, playing the piano and dancing, are so coordinated.
Su Yanhan couldn't help but clap his hands and smiled, "It's so wonderful! King Li, look, Meng Ru's piano sound, coupled with her dancing posture, is really amazing, and it's so beautiful..."
Long Qianjue's half-closed eyes slowly raised, and his expression was always faint. Looking at Meng Ru's graceful figure in front of him, he rotated gently with music and dance, and his soft waist danced like a weak willow
Fufeng.
The next moment, I saw Meng Ru closer to them, suddenly turned her back to them, her soft body was like water, layer by layer, bent backwards one by one, and her soft body showed a beautiful
The arc is like there is no bone.
Then, Miss Mengru's fiery long sleeves were thrown away, her eyes were fascinating and seductive. The long sleeves hit Long Qianjue with vague slap in front of him, and they were always touching his position, but then they took it back.
A force, like a fire, was repeated over and over again, as the red veil shaking as her wrist, as if slapping the waves on the coast, one after another, looking extremely soft.