Demons and witches dominate the rivers and lakes

Chapter 176
"But it's good to be with the person you like, but that person doesn't like you, why do you still like him? Unrequited love will only make you sad." This is Mo Yang's understanding of love. , just for the so-called liking, it's too silly.

"Hehe, you are too sensible, feelings cannot be calculated and measured." Yuchi Xianying smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, everything has its price, it's just whether you can afford the price."

"You don't understand, you really don't understand, hehe." Yuchi Xianying poured another bowl.

"You are drunk." Drunk people always talk nonsense. Fortunately, she is not drunk, but she wants to get drunk again. What will she say when she is drunk?
"I'm not drunk, come on, let's dance the sword." Then he broke a branch and started dancing. Sword dancing is a good way to vent.

Mo Yang suddenly and rarely sighed, she was still the fiery woman in red in the past, but now there was a touch of sadness between her brows, the royal family is really a place where a person can be changed in an instant.

Mo Yang also broke a branch, started dancing, picked up a jug, took a sip, and read: "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. If you don't see it, Gao Tang's mirror with sad white hair , like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening."

Hearing this, Yuchi Xianying immediately felt his blood boil, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, turned over quickly, cut off a plum blossom fiercely, galloping like a wild horse running wild.

"To be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone"

The two silhouettes are particularly dazzling in the dark night, the red clothes are enchanting, and the black clothes are evil.

". Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you."

"Good wine, good poetry, hehe." Yuchi Xianying smiled foolishly, a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye.

Mo Yang said again: "You are drunk."

"No, I'm really not drunk, I'm very sober, I've never been sober" Still laughing, but it's uglier than crying.

"Don't drink, alcohol will hurt you too much."

"Let me drink, I really want to get drunk, I'm tired... Maybe you're right." The more you said, the softer the voice, and finally fell down with a puff.

At this time, Bei Yeling walked into Fengling Hall angrily.

"See Your Majesty." Mo Yang bowed slightly, and said calmly.

"Mo Aiqing, what's your explanation?" Bei Yeling sneered, it was the eve of the storm.

(End of this chapter)