On the willow treetop of the moon, the maid waiting outside heard the sound of the broken wine jar inside. She immediately forgot Shen Jing's instructions and pushed the door to enter.
The hall was in a mess. Shen Jing sat on the table with a lazy posture and a jar of wine in his hand.
He looked up and took a sip. The liquor ran down the corner of his lips to his neck, and then slowly poured into his clothes.
Drunk Shen Jing is like a demon. Only at this time can he really be like a demon, a demon who can take away people's soul.
Seductive lips stained with wine, more and more ruddy.
The maid was stunned and her sight seemed to stick to Shen Jing's body.
King... It's beautiful.
The maid approached slowly and came to Shen Jing. Shyly and shyly, she advised him: "king, drinking will hurt you. Don't drink any more."
Shen Jing takes the wine jar's hand to lower some, the eye moves to the maid's face.
The maid's face was flushed by his seductive eyes.
Shen Jing looks at her and doesn't speak.
The maid thought her dissuasion had worked.
From the first time she saw the king, she fell in love with him, but she did not dare to speak. But she knew that there must be something very sad in the king's heart. Sometimes, she would see the king standing in a certain place suddenly, and his eyebrows were full of sadness.
She loves him so much.
So I want to be close to him and let him not be sad.
The maid emboldened herself and went on to say, "I don't want the king to be sad. Although I'm not very polite, I'm willing to do anything as long as I can make the king happy."
She said, biting her lip and lowering her head, she did not dare to look at Shen Jing.
Shen jinggen was not drunk. He drank so much, but the more he drank, the more sober he became.
He was just lying to himself, telling himself that he was drunk and paralyzing himself.
Shen Jing's face with a bit of fun smile: "what would you like?"
Hope rose in the maid's heart, and she immediately raised her head to let Shen Jing have a good look at her appearance.
She nodded, "yes, anything."
Shen Jing stretched out her hand, and her long white fingers were about to fall on her cheek.
The maid closed her eyes and was very nervous.
She has already smelled the faint fragrance of him. If she could be touched by him, it would be a blessing.
However, Shen Jing's hand stopped in mid air.
After waiting for a long time, the maid opened her eyes suspiciously. Shen Jing's lips were covered with a cool smile. Her light gray eyes were as cold as jade.
His voice was like over the ice: "Oh? Now, would you like to sacrifice yourself
His heart beat faster. The maid looked at his face and found that he was not joking.
Qingli's small face turned pale in an instant.
She likes Wang Shang, yes, but what she said makes him happy is to imply something else, not to sacrifice herself.
Dead, but nothing.
So she shivered and said, "maidservant... Maidservant..."
so that's how people lie.
Shen Jing suddenly lost interest, took back his hand, and said in a light tone: "without the permission of my father, I enter the hall without authorization, and die."
The voice just dropped, but in a flash, the maid who was still standing in front of Shen Jing turned into smoke.
Shen Jing's eyes were stained with blood, and a trace of red light flashed in her pale gray eyes.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the wine jar in front of him disappeared.
Tomorrow, it will be a very interesting day.
www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!