When Jian Mo returns to the main hall, she happens to meet Shaofeng who comes out to look for her.

Shaofeng saw her, a sigh of relief: "Mo Mo, you really disobedient, not let you come back as soon as possible?"

Jane Mo shallow smile, way: "Shaofeng, out of a little thing, so delayed for a while."

Shaofeng listened, frowned, looked up and down at her, nervously asked: "what's the matter? Did you get hurt? " He left for a while. Why did something happen?

Jian Mo's eyes followed his movements and laughed: "Shaofeng, you are so nervous that I'm ok. You will know it later."

Shaofeng smell speech, doubt looked at her, pull her to the banquet.

"Momo, we are sitting for a while, waiting for Yongning to come, we will go back." Yan Shaofeng hated this crowded and noisy place.

"Well, I think so too." Jian Mo looked at the sachet she tied back to her waist. She wanted to see what kind of reaction Meng Ruoyun's sisters would have in a moment.

Jian Mo glanced at the hall. There were many people in the hall. The sound was noisy and lively. He saw the king of Han also. Not far from him, there were Meng Ruoyun sisters.

Meng Ruoxin saw Jian Mo come in and saw the sachet tied around her waist and nodded to the king of cold.

Han Wang took back his eyes without expression.

He got up slowly and went to Shaofeng and Jianmo.

He was dressed in black, with a wild, aloof and evil spirit on his face. He said with a smile, "Your Highness, Miss Jane, I would like to present you a glass."

"You are welcome." Shaofeng held up his glass, held it up to the king of Han, and drank it all.

Shaofeng is so cheerful, just to let Han Wang leave quickly.

The king of Han was gloomy, and the city was very deep. At the moment, he was looking for his death. Seeing him, he was disgusted at the bottom of his heart.

Can Han Wang carry wine but did not drink, but look to Jian mo.

"Why don't Miss Jane drink it?" asked the crook with a smile

Jane Mo raised his eyes and laughed at him with a graceful smile. He said, "Han Wang, Jian Mo can't drink."

After Jian Mo finished, her eyes fell on Han Wang's slightly stunned handsome face. She could drink wine, as we all know, but when Yi'er left, he told her seriously that he could not touch wine. However, Han Wang asked her to drink wine at this time. This poison has something to do with him.

Shaofeng also slightly doubt looked at Jian Mo, he knew her character, must be something.

The corner of Han Wang's mouth was slightly pursed, and the cold light under his eyes flashed by. He still asked with a face of evil Charm: "Miss Jane, do you want to give this king face?"

Jianmo slightly raised his lips and asked, "the Lord is a king who is superior. Who in the world dares not to give him face, then Jianmo will replace wine with tea and give him a cup."

Jian Mo held up the tea cup on one side and held it up to the king of Han. He was about to pour it into his mouth. However, he heard the voice of Han Wang's stop: "Miss Jane is so insincere. I propose a toast to your highness and Jane's family. Do you want to replace wine with tea?"

Jane Mo pursed his lips and laughed, but he hated Yan xiuhan half to death in his heart. His purpose was obvious.

"Wang Ye, as Jianmo said just now, Jianmo can't drink. Since Wang Ye Jing's intention, there is nothing wrong with Jian Mo's sincerity of repaying Wang Ye with tea instead of wine. Or is the Lord trying to embarrass me, who can't drink?" The sound line of Jian Mo is clear, neither humble nor overbearing, the clear fundus of eyes, and the temperature is a little bit cold.

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