Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

Well, it's probably useless to ask. Master has always been very reliable in terms of unreliability.

Li Mo looked at the stage, where there were dragons and phoenixes carved on it, and waves of fairy music were lingering.

Wanchun Court was originally a luxurious and luxurious place where nobles gathered under the feet of the emperor. At this moment, it was accompanied by the music of Penglai Sect, which made it even more intoxicating, and then coupled with the dance of Tu Yan and Hua Nongying of Hehuan Sect.

In other words, the upper class was filled with lower class, and this tune was simply killing me.

But classmate Li yawned. He had no interest in watching the first program after rehearsing. The image of Bingtuozi teaching him martial arts seriously appeared in his mind.

So Li Mo obviously didn't put his mind on the program at all, but his expression was still quite serious and immersed.

Not long after, Song Baiyue and other adults from the Ministry of Rites also arrived.

"Brother Li, who is this?"

Sir Song greeted him and then asked curiously.

He was a little surprised that the person sitting next to Li Mo was not Fairy Han.

"My Master."

"Oh, it's Master, I've heard a lot about you."

Song Baiyue greeted politely.

Shang Wu yawned impolitely.

Li Mo coughed lightly and drew Mr. Song's attention back to the stage. It was well known that Master had long been rebellious and often wanted him to be the emperor, Master to be the emperor, and Elder Han He to be the prince.

Besides, she was famous for equality for all beings except for herself, the breadwinner.

If she beat him, he could only think of it as a dog bite.

"Alas, I'm sure you can rest assured when Brother Li does things."

Song Baiyue said with a smile: "Come on, I'll toast you."

As he said that, he reached out to the wine pot.

"Woo hoo hoo hoo..."

Song Baiyue: "?"

Where did the dog guarding its food sound come from?

Li Mo: "..."

Looking back, he saw the beautiful master baring her teeth, with a very vicious expression, staring at Song Baiyue fiercely.

How vicious was she?

The colleagues and guards brought by Song Baiyue subconsciously took two steps back and protected the master in front of them.

"Well, this is Master Song, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue of Dayu, who is quite famous in the literary world."

Li Mo blinked, took out another pot of wine and said:

"Master is a scholar, and he can't drink much. It's not enough for you to fill your teeth. Master, don't worry about this cup or two..."

"Tsk, it seems so."

Shang Wu looked up and down at Master Song, reluctantly giving his precious apprentice a face.

"Hey——"

Song Baiyue's last tone was drawn out, and he stood up suddenly, his eyes widened:

"What are you talking about? I can sing hundreds of poems while drinking wine. When I was young, I was also known as a drunkard. Didn't I get drunk last time, brother Li? You even praised me for my tolerance. What are you talking about now? What are you talking about?!"

Since last time, Old Song has not drunk any wine until today.

Because he was afraid of drinking at this critical moment of the Hundred Flowers Festival, he held it back for many days.

He was already in the mood, with music and dancing, and his colleagues usually praised him for his good alcohol tolerance. Now he was looked at by a woman with the eyes of a little dish.

Can Lord Song tolerate this?

Li Mo: "..."

He didn't have the heart to tell Lord Song that he was acting without emotion last time, because he wanted to go home early and sleep with Bingtuozi.

Shang Wu waved his hand indifferently: "Give my disciple some face, I'll let you go today."

"Thanks... Hey, this is my words?" Song Baiyue stood up: "I'll let you go!"

"What do you think?" Shang Wu frowned.

"I want to compete with you, whoever loses is a dog." Lord Song rolled up his sleeves, and he had already completely hit the first move of the King of Fighting Secrets.

Li Mo's forehead was black.

No, you are competing with a dog to see who is more dog, why bother, Lord Song?

"Hehe... Hahahaha."

Shang Wu's laughter gradually became louder and her smile became more and more unbridled. She slapped the table:

"I'll give you a chance today, lose! After you lose, you have to call me Master when you see me, when you see me!"

"What the hell? Isn't this a mess?"

Li Mo was a little messy.

He and Lord Song were brothers, so if Old Song lost, he would call Master Master.

Oh, yes, we can remove the if.

Then how will we talk about this from now on? The master calls him his beloved disciple, and he calls the master his grandmother? The two of them drank his wine, so he is the one who suffers the most, right?

"Why do you say that?" Elder Hanhe watched the fun and didn't mind making trouble.

"You have to call the master grandma from now on." Li Mo said.

"Hey, hey?"

Elder Hanhe blew his beard and glared, and his voice was long: "Is there anything I can do here?"

He is the oldest at this table, with white hair and beard, so he has the lowest seniority?

But who makes him the prince?

Lord Song and the beautiful master are competing for wine.

Student Li is discussing seniority with Elder Hanhe.

The whole audience looked at them, and for a while, no one appreciated Baihua's stunning performance, and they all went to watch their fun.

Baihua: "..."

They were in a mess in the sound of music, and their minds were full of who I was, where I was, what I was doing here, or they should leave?

"Puff..."

Upstairs, Ying Bing leaned on the railing and looked down, her eyes sparkling, and she couldn't help but smile.

It's a pity that no one saw this smile when the ice and snow first melted, otherwise all the flowers would be eclipsed and no one would look at them.

She didn't mean to avoid the noise, she just wanted to stay by his side.

It's just....

Ying Bing raised her head.

Wan Chunting is a hollow design, and if you look up from here, you can just see the moon at the zenith.

It's almost midnight.

Today is the time to draw new prizes...punishments.

When the bright moon reaches the center of the sky, the moon is at its peak.

Ying Bing walked back to the room, and the system also sent a prompt sound at the right time:

[Congratulations to the host, the next system ranking is imminent, and the system has screened all the punishments. 】

"Screen?"

Ying Bing leaned on the soft couch, her legs under the skirt gently raised, like slender ivory pillars, shining brightly under the moonlight.

If you don't know what she is going through.

Perhaps because of the scenery of her bathing in the moonlight, she would also regard the room as the magnificent Guanghan.

She pinched the head of the big-headed doll, and pursed her lips when she thought of the things in his head.

What else is there to screen?

[Last time, this system realized that some punishments no longer have a punitive effect on the host, so some of the punishments that you regarded as rewards were removed. ]

[Of course, some were also retained, so that you know that they are in Li Mo's mind....]

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PS: Xiaopujie got up at 5 o'clock to write, and I still kept my promise. Please charge the power-3-