A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 603
Meng Yan's attention was all on thinking about the Marquis of Shang, and she didn't realize that there was another gaze looking at her for a while.

It was this action of drinking tea with drooping eyes that fell into the eyes of Prince Lang, who immediately felt thirsty and couldn't help swallowing.

When the palace was singing and dancing, the imperial guards in the palace were mobilized by Yin Heng to patrol in batches to step up the defense of the palace.

It's just that they said they found traces of suspected assassins, but now they have inspected the palace, but there is nothing to gain.

The commander of the imperial guards also felt very distressed. He looked at the brightly lit banquet palace not far away with his hips akimbo, and sighed, "There are no assassins. Where are we going to catch them?"

But no matter what, the safety of the temple must be guaranteed, otherwise, if the assassins were to sneak in, then he, the head of the imperial guards, would not be the head of the guards as soon as possible.

The commander of the imperial guards asked again: "My lord, is it possible that the assassin pretended to be a eunuch and sneaked into the hall?"

The lights in the hall were reflected in those cold eyes, and Yin Heng suddenly asked: "Who first discovered the traces of the assassin?"

The commander of the imperial guards was also a little puzzled, and said: "It seems that a certain eunuch discovered it."

Yin Heng thought for a moment, his expression froze for a moment, then he raised his foot and strode towards the banquet palace, saying: "Everyone takes his place, there must be no mistakes."

In the palace banquet hall, the food and drink are in full swing.

Probably because there are so many beauties in this hall, the prince of Langguo feels that he is a bit over the top before he has had two more drinks.

A group of dancers were dancing in front of the hall with silk and bamboo. No one expected that Prince Lang would stand up at this time, holding a jug in one hand and a wine glass in the other, and then walked towards the center of the hall with frivolous and slightly swaying steps.

Everyone thought that he was going to toast the emperor, or that the courtiers who knew his nature thought that he might be in the palace to tease the dancing dancer, but it was not.

He actually passed through the center of the hall and walked straight to the opposite side.

Everyone looked in that direction, and saw that the person sitting alone opposite was Princess Yin Wu?
Prince Lang, what is he trying to do?
Meng Yan sat in front of the low table, and the food and wine on the table did not move much. She looked at Prince Lang who staggered towards him, and kept her expression on the ground.

The palace, who was originally still sensual and cheerful, gradually became quiet because of Prince Lang's actions.

And because the prince of Lang Guo passed by, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly changed, and she didn't know whether to continue dancing or stop, she hesitated for a while.

In a blink of an eye, Prince Lang was standing in front of Meng Yan's table, reeking of alcohol.

He looked at Meng Yan intently with a grin, and said, "This woman from the Yin country, tsk tsk, the more you look at it, the more interesting it is."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall took a deep breath.

He is crazy.

Meng Yan said: "Prince Lang drank too much."

Prince Lang Guo shook the jug in his hand, and said: "This is too much wine, I can drink at least three jugs like this!"

As he spoke, he bent down, looked at Meng Yan drunkenly, and said, "I wanted to say hello to you when I saw you last time, and now I finally have a chance, why don't you have a drink with me?"

The queen on the phoenix seat finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said slightly coldly: "Prince Lang, please respect yourself."

Meng Yan said: "If I want to disappoint Prince Lang, I won't drink."

Prince Lang's eyes were irregular, and they slid down her face involuntarily, from her lips to her chin, neck, and then to the neatly folded skirts.

He couldn't help thinking, holding this woman in his arms and taking off her clothes, he still doesn't know how to ecstasy.

If it weren't for the crowd here, he might really be able to do that kind of thing.

Prince Lang's eyes were extremely obscene, he salivated and said with a smile: "You don't know how to drink, do you? It doesn't matter, I'll teach you, you will be able to drink after a few more drinks."

As he spoke, he poured his own drink, filled the wine glass in his hand, then raised his head and drank it, with a quick bark.

Meng Yan said: "I advise Prince Lang to return to his own position."

Prince Lang was rejected, but he didn't restrain himself. He noticed that there was half a cup of tea left in Meng Yan's hand, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you really don't know how to drink it. You can use tea instead of wine. What kind of tea are you drinking? I'll try it." taste."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

The face of the emperor on the dragon chair was already very ugly, and the Prince of Lang Kingdom still didn't know it.

All the people in the hall couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

Meng Yan's heart sank when he heard this.

It would be fine if it was just a frivolous speech, but he still had to make an inch of it to drink what she had drunk.So she will inevitably have a relationship with this person.

Meng Yan stretched out his hand to take away his teacup, but Prince Lang also extended his hand. Just by the expression of Prince Lang, he could tell that he was eager to touch her hand.

In this way, Meng Yan had to slow down a step.

When King Yin Wu came back to the hall, he happened to see Prince Lang standing in front of Meng Yan, reaching out to pick up her teacup, looking down, then turning the edge of the cup slightly, he actually drank it to Meng Yan. Drink the place where the lips are slightly red.

Yin Heng stepped into the hall, stepping on the red carpet in the hall, walking step by step.

The crimson purple court clothes looked extremely profound on him.

His face was calm and calm like the sea, but he could drown a person if he plunged into it.

The air in the hall suddenly seemed to be stagnant, making it difficult to breathe more.

Just now Meng Yan reminded the Prince of Lang Kingdom, but unfortunately he didn't listen.Right now, no one dares to remind him, even if he can, he won't.

Dare to play wild in the Great Yin Palace, it seems that he is tired of work.

After the prince of Langguo ate Meng Yan's tea, he admired it with a rippling heart: "Mmm...it smells so good."

Prince Lang Guo completely forgot himself, seeing that plain white hand resting lightly on the table, he couldn't touch it just now, so he took advantage of the time when he put down his teacup to touch that thin white hand.

If Yin Heng hadn't come back, Meng Yan thought, she might throw the banquet table in front of her and smash him all over the face.

But now that her husband is back, there's no need for her to do it.

Then, Meng Yan sat down and did not move, only staring coldly at Prince Lang.

Prince Lang Guo saw that he was about to touch that hand, but suddenly got stuck in the middle, no matter how hard he tried to reach forward, he couldn't reach it.

It was only later that he realized that he was being grabbed by someone, and the strength on his arm tightened. He looked around and saw a person standing beside him at some point.

It was this person who stopped him.

Before Prince Lang could speak, Yin Heng tore him away, then raised his foot expressionlessly, and kicked him in the chest.

That kick seemed light to Yin Heng, but it was actually quite ruthless.

I saw Prince Lang Guo flying out instantly, like a ball, hitting his original position.

The dancers standing in the center of the hall immediately dispersed to avoid being hit by the meat ball.

(End of this chapter)