Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 129 Fireworks on the water, so pleasant (2)
Thinking of this, Duan Wu resentfully swallowed a mouthful of saliva, swallowing his anger and fear together.

Under Murong Heng's strong invitation, Pai Baihe not only saw the astonishing knife skills of the chef in the capital, but also experienced for himself what is called the capital on the tip of the tongue.

Delicacy matches fine wine, delicacies match beauties.

After the meal, Pai Baihe's impression of Murong Heng rose to a whole new level.

It seems that this prince is not only a master of the city, but also a person who knows how to enjoy.Especially in front of his own concubine, it was even more special.

Putting the aged wine that he took only a sip on the Eight Immortals' table, the pale crane swept over Murong Heng who was staring at Mei Ji, and then lowered his eyelids slightly.

If he had some doubts about Jiangnan Yidianhong's mistake at the beginning, now he can somewhat understand the real reason for this mistake.Not to mention her, even he himself has now become someone else's shackles. Although he can be sure that Murong Heng will not do anything to him, in fact, he has fallen into the extreme disadvantage of being a knife and a fish.

Thinking about it this way, losing only one arm is already a blessing in misfortune.

Yixiaolou, he really met his opponent.

The more he thought about it, the more Pale Crane felt a strong emotion circling and struggling in his internal organs.

There is anger, there is banter.

After drinking for three rounds, no one was drunk, Murong Heng propped his chin with one hand and stared at Huo Ruge.There is a slender hand at the corner of the lips, which are as thin as a blade, holding a green and attractive grape in it.

Neither refusing nor accepting, Murong Heng stared at Huo Ruge, his phoenix eyes narrowed into extremely thin slits, and after a while he said: "It seems unreasonable to call you Your Excellency, I have to think about what to call you."

Even though he looked at Huo Ruge, what Ke said was to Pai Baihe.

Hearing this, Pai Baihe didn't hesitate, and immediately responded: "People in the Jianghu don't care much, just call him by his first name."

After listening, Murong Heng rubbed his chin, pondered for a while, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by a satisfied belch.

"The chefs in this capital city are different! King Jing, what a treat!" The old monk, who patted his stomach and blushed from drinking, let out a grunting sound, instantly destroying the atmosphere that was so hard-pressed to be more aesthetically pleasing.

Seeing this, Murong Heng didn't say anything more, Pai Baihe also cooperated very well.

Both of them knew very well that if such a delicate atmosphere was allowed to continue, perhaps a dispute would be unavoidable.

However, Pai Baihe is not a vulgar person like Duan Wu, who enjoys licking blood with the tip of a knife, but also has a smart enough mind.Walking in the rivers and lakes, especially the rivers and lakes related to the imperial court, without wisdom, you will only become the soul and ghost of others.

"I don't know where brother Cang is going? This king may give you a ride." Without putting more energy on the drunken old monk, Murong Heng quickly turned his attention back to Pai Baihe with a concerned expression on his face.

"Yuzhou." Pale Crane answered very simply, without any hesitation or hesitation.

I saw him sticking his lips to the edge of the wine glass, but left quickly.

Looking at Murong Heng from beside him, Huo Ruge slightly raised his eyebrows.Pai Baihe is a very self-controlled person, every word and every action seems to have been calculated very precisely.

This person is elusive.

After hearing this, Murong Heng rubbed his chin, then said with a light smile: "This king is going to Jinshan, it seems that we are destined to go together."

"So it's disturbing."

Pai Baihe didn't shirk at all, he readily accepted Murong Heng's invitation, and settled down on the boat.

After the meal, standing on the east side of the ship with Murong Heng, Huo Ruge looked at him, squirmed his lips, but before he could speak, he took away the right to speak.

"He has to be in the same boat as us."

"Does Xiaolou have any scruples like this?" After Murong Heng's words continued, Huo Ruge raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, not all." Reaching out his hand to straighten her skirt, Murong Heng had a meaningful smile on his face.It looked alluring and dangerous.

"You people are really dangerous." Shrugging his shoulders, Huo Ruge turned his body away, and waved open Murong Heng's hands that gradually started to harbor malicious intentions.

"No, you are the one who is in danger." His lips parted slightly, Murong Heng smiled and continued: "Since ancient times, beauty has been a disaster, do you think it is dangerous?"

"That's because you men are incompetent. Whenever you meet a woman with a better appearance, you start to indulge in sex, and finally shift the responsibility to the woman. You have neither talent nor responsibility. You are a waste."

Raising his eyebrows and giving Murong Heng a white look, Huo Ruge passed in front of him, although his tone was flat, but still as sharp as a needle.

"You don't seem to have talked to me so much before?" He didn't show any displeasure because of Huo Ruge's words, on the contrary, the smile on Murong Heng's face deepened even more.

"My words are only for those who are worthy." He continued to move forward without looking back, Huo Ruge's tone was slightly provocative, like a joke, like a sarcasm.

Watching Huo Ruge walk towards the cabin, Murong Heng shrugged, and had no intention of catching up.And at this moment, Zhan Feng walked towards him.

"Tell me, what is popular among the people in the south of the Yangtze River in summer?" Looking far away, Murong Heng asked nonchalantly as he looked at the river that could not be seen at a glance.

"Fireworks." Zhan Feng answered quickly without any hesitation.

"Fireworks? Hmm, it's interesting." Hearing this, Murong Heng's thin lips curled up, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes looked like two curved fish tails, full of interest but still charming.

Seeing his master's magnificent expression, Zhan Feng stroked his right eye with his fingers, and then suppressed the "popping" eyelids.

Now it is still on the water, his master is really in a good mood...

Standing on the side of the boat facing Murong Heng, Huo Ruge looked at the sky that was getting darker, and pursed his lips.

Leaning on the hatch with folded arms, Yun Zhongque squinted his golden eyes and watched Huo Ruge's back, but he didn't speak until the latter turned around suddenly.

"If you keep staring at my back like this, mushrooms will grow on me."

"Whispering!" With an angry snort, he raised his chin, Yun Zhongque looked away, but looked at Huo Ruge again after a while. "I said, why don't you stay with that guy?"

"He wants to come is his own business, who I want to see is my business." Staring at the white water splashes constantly rolling on the edge of the hull and the fish maws turning up from time to time, Huo Ruge said slowly.Suddenly, she looked at Yun Zhongque as if she suddenly remembered something, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Yun Zhongque, when did you learn to speak up for your rival in love?"

(End of this chapter)