Concubine Allure: Pick up a prince and grab the country

Chapter 274 Chapter 306

The wine is like in the throat, but it does not feel spicy, the aftertaste is sweet, and the fragrance of peach blossom still remains in the taste buds.

Yan Qingcheng praised beautifully:
"Really good wine."

Mo Fengyi glanced at her, smiled without saying a word.

One of them was sitting under the tree, the other was leaning against the tree, the other was silently staring into the distance, and the other was looking up at the cold silver moon. They each had their own concerns and drank their own peach blossom wine. No one broke the tranquility of this moment.

Of the six bottles of peach blossom wine hidden under the tree, only the last two were left to drink. After Yan Qingcheng drank the third bottle, she wanted to get another wine, but Mo Fengyi suddenly raised her hand to stop her.

Yan Qingcheng raised her head, stared at Mo Fengyi with drunken eyes, and pouted unhappily, her expression seemed to say, she just drank a few bottles of wine from you, so there is no need to be so stingy.

Mo Fengyi looked at Yan Qingcheng firmly.

"You drank too much, it's time to go back."

Yan Qingcheng pushed away Mo Fengyi's hand in disgust, turned around and looked up at the night sky, it seemed that what Li Bai said was right, let's raise a glass to relieve sorrow and sorrow!

Now it's not just the wine that makes me sad, she's really sad, she just feels like something is strangling her heart, and she wants to vomit, but she insists on forcing the nausea back into her chest, and hums nonchalantly:

"Back in the day, I was one of our police officers who never got drunk. I was the only one out there, so what are your few bottles of wine?"

Mo Fengyi's blue pupils moved, and watched Yan Qingcheng quietly, but did not stop her either.

Yan Qingcheng glanced at Mo Fengyi and saw that Mo Fengyi withdrew his hand, his eyeballs flashed ghostly, he quickly grabbed a bottle of peach blossom wine and stuffed it in his arms, turned around and jumped up, like a monkey, hugging the tree Cengceng climbed up to the branch, then sat on the branch, successfully took out the peach blossom wine, showed off to Mo Fengyi under the tree and laughed.

Her laughter was like a silver bell rippling in the Peach Blossom Valley, shaking someone's heart for an inexplicable surge.

"Haha... I'm sure I'll drink this bottle of peach blossom wine of yours."

As she said that, she quickly tore off the sealing cloth, uncorked the bottle, leaned back, lay down on the peach blossom tree and drank leisurely.

Mo Fengyi didn't speak, but quietly grabbed the last bottle of peach blossom wine and shook it in his hand, slowly uncorked the bottle, sipped the wine one by one, and gazed into the night.

After a while, Yan Qingcheng's spirit was shaken, and he lowered his head and asked Mo Fengyi.

"Mo Fengyi, I came to you to ask you about Yuse's life experience. Since you know that there is a gate of life and a gate of death under Yuse's feet, you must also know where he came from."

Mo Fengyi lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then said calmly:
"He comes from all things in nature."

Yan Qingcheng only thought that Mo Fengyi was joking with her again, and gave him an angry look.

"speak English!"

Mo Fengyi continued:
"I don't know where Yuse came from. I just saw that Yuse didn't wear shoes. You bought him a new pair of shoes that day in Junling Mountain. So, I guessed that Yuse's gate of life and gate of death may be It's just under your feet."

Yan Qingcheng's eyes were full of disappointment, and she still asked Mo Fengyi unwillingly.

"You really don't know?"

Yan Qingcheng felt white shadows flashing at the corners of her eyes, and Mo Fengyi had already landed on the branch beside her like a bird of surprise, with one knee bent and the other straight, sitting opposite her.

Yan Qingcheng couldn't feel the slightest swaying of the branches, and couldn't help but admire Mo Fengyi's good martial arts in his eyes.

Among the trees full of peach blossoms, under the bright moonlight, Mo Fengyi has a faint smile on his mouth, dressed in white, as rich as jade, holding a wine pot, with a chic attitude, like a drunken fairy among flowers, elegant and extraordinary .

(End of this chapter)