Murong Zhi only had a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He didn't deny that if he were him, he would directly end Murong Han, rather than lock him here and keep his diaphragm for himself.
"Now that you've come in, stay here."
He only opened his mouth coldly and said to muronghan on the other side.
Muronghan's mouth still raised a smile, "you are all afraid of old five because of his prestige and the sincere admiration of 800000 Northern Expedition troops. Old three, you can't fight old five. Besides, you have a mind for Su Yun at the beginning of your life."
He looked at Murong Zhi as if he were looking at a funny thing. The corners of his mouth were ironic smiles, laughing at Murong Zhi's inevitable failure in the end.
Murong Zhi listened with deep anger on his face. He stepped out and grabbed Murong Han's neck with one hand. In his voice, he was already angry and low, "it's mine, it's mine, and no one can take away a point."
Muronghan's neck was pinched, and his face was red, but he still looked at murongzhi mockingly.
Until murongzhi left him aside, he coughed heavily.
"I don't see what you look like now. You have nothing." Murong Zhi glanced at his hand, his eyes full of ridicule.
Murong Han lowered his head and flashed a bitter hatred in his eyes, but when he looked up at Murong Zhi, he brought a layer of playful smile, "I have nothing, but it's much better than you didn't have!"
Finally, Murong Zhi only looked at him, then turned and left the dark room.
However, after Murong Zhi left, Murong Han sat on the ground dejectedly, touched his pinched neck, twisted it and stretched it, and then a burst of sneer came out of his nose.
That night, when Murong Zhi returned to the palace, Su Yizheng was waiting in the hospital. Seeing Murong Zhi's return, he hurried up and took the wind sable in Murong Zhi's hand. "The Lord is back?"
Murong Zhi only gave a light hum. Seeing the unused dinner at the table, he asked, "haven't you eaten yet?"
Su also blushed. "It's my concubine waiting for the Lord to come back and want to use it with the Lord."
Murong Zhi frowned, "you don't have to wait for the king in the future."
Su Yi also had a happy look on his face, but he was stiff, "it's my concubine who is willing to wait."
Murong Zhi listened and only looked up at her. So did Su today. It seemed that he had deliberately dressed up, especially the eyebrows and forehead.
After a look, Murong Zhi's voice was two points lighter. "Since you haven't eaten yet, you can use it together."
Su Yi was so happy that he looked up at him, but Murong Zhi's eyes stayed on his forehead.
The table of joy in her heart dropped a point in her heart, but Murong zhiken ate with her, and she was already happy.
With that, she also took the initiative to add rice and vegetables for Murong Zhi. Murong Zhi glanced at the wine glass and wine pot on the table.
Su also hurried, "this is... The fruit wine sent by the imperial concubine today. It is said to be used for the prince and concubine to taste."
At last, Su's voice dropped a little.
Murong Zhi took a look, "since it was brought by the mother imperial concubine, take two drinks."
With that, the bright moon was already on one side and poured the wine in the pot into the wine cup.
Su also watched Murong Zhi drink the wine in the cup into his mouth, with a little expectation on his face, but he continued to add a cup to Murong Zi.
Murong Zhi looked at her actions, but his eyes narrowed slightly. Just when he thought of what Princess Shu said to him when he entered the palace today, there was no action. Princess Shu said that he should have a child. In this way, it would be more beneficial to him.
After three rounds of drinking, Murong Zhi was already drunk.
Su also gave a look. The moon understood and retreated.
Only Su Yiqi took the drunken Murong Zhi to the other room. Murong Zhi drank five glasses of wine. Su Yiqi got three-step drunkenness from Su Kun. Originally, a bottle of strong Hehuan wine was sent by Princess Shu today. However, after thinking about it, Su Yiqi took out this bottle of three-step drunkenness and mixed some of the wine brought by Princess Shu.
Indeed, after five glasses of wine, Murong Zhi was unconscious now, and Su carried him to the house.
Su Yi Wen's soft voice of inquiry sounded in his ear, like broken jade. He suddenly stood up straight, hazy, holding Su Yi's cheeks and staring at her.
Su Yi's heart was popping, and her hands were at a loss. She only looked at murongzhi's eyes, which were full of heat she had never seen before. She couldn't help but shout, "Lord?"
Murong Zhi was drunk and hazy. He covered the lower half of Su Yiyi's face with only one hand, stroked Su Yiyi's forehead with only one hand, and stroked her beautifully painted eyebrows.
Su also knows why, but now she can only see Murong Zhi's approach.
Slowly approaching, Su was just staring at the tenderness that had never overflowed in his eyes, and his heart was uneasy.
When his lips were finally printed with Su Yiyi's eyebrows, Su Yiyi only felt that something had exploded in his heart, full of joy and speechless.
However, this joy has not spread, but Murong Zhi's mouth murmured a gentle call, "Yunchu..."
Su was also the rising joy, and was hard hit to the bottom of the valley in an instant.
But Murong Zhi still whispered the name that Su also never wanted to hear again, "Yunchu... Yunchu..."
He whispered and kissed her eyebrows and forehead, which was only limited to this place
Su also suddenly hugged Murong Zhi, out of control, and printed his lips, "I'm Yunchu... Lord, I'm Yunchu..."
With Su Yiyi's whisper, Murong Zhi has turned away from the guest and stormed Su Yiyi's lips.
And tonight, in the main courtyard of the prince's residence, Su Yiyi's house, there was a low panting voice of women and men for the first time
But it makes Su feel extremely ironic.