Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

Han Sa and Bian Hao have been secretly paying attention to Bingwen and Xianli. Seeing them drinking and talking, they don't know how many pots of wine they have taken. Seeing that it has been a long time and there is no text, they are anxious for them.

Bian Ding looked at the anxious appearance of the two thieves, and knocked on the heads of both of them: "How about raising fish, do you still drink?"

The two let out a cold breath, covered their heads and looked at Bian Ding with resentment: "Keep your voice down, don't break the atmosphere of the two of them."

Bian Hao looks at Bingwen's heart day and night, so he is very concerned about whether Bingwen will drink and have the courage to talk to his heart tonight.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Bingwen's drunken voice from a distance: "Done, done!"

Bian Hao turned his head and looked over with Han Sa, and saw Bingwen staggering over, followed by Xian Li who walked slowly.

"Why are you really drunk first?" Bian Hao let out a 'tsk', and greeted him with a hatred of iron.

Bian Ding raised his chin towards Han Sa, with a proud and arrogant look as you can see.

Han Sa was puzzled in his heart, he and Bian Hao kept looking over there, although they brought a lot of wine, it was clear that Xianli drank more than Bingwen.

At that time, the two of them also joked about Bingwen's good tactics, how could it be like this now.

Bian Hao, who was not far away, had already helped him up, but Bingwen shouted, "It's done, it's done."

As he stretched out his hand to pick up his clothes, Bian Hao had a bitter face, one hand defended Bingwen's pick and the other had to support him, and said with an unbearable expression: "Master, you picked the wrong person, right? …”

Han Sa had also come up, and when he saw Xian Li, he had followed him, and scolded Bian Hao with a stern face: "Dirty, who do you mean he was supposed to pick up?"

"I..." Bian Hao looked at Xian Li who was following him, the word 'I' was stuck for a long time, and finally he could only glared at the evil Han Sa.

Bingwen took advantage of Bian Hao's attention to Han Sa's body, and quickly opened his shirt, then curled his lips, pointed at him and asked, "Why don't you!"

Bian Hao was puzzled by his question, and looked at him in astonishment.

I saw Bingwen raised the corners of his lips towards Han Sa, took two staggering steps and grabbed the placket of his shirt.

Han Sa's originally grinning smile froze instantly, and while trying to break his hand, he stepped back: "You! What are you doing?"

Bian Hao was excited when he saw this, but instead helped Bingwen to hold Han Sa's arm.

With Han Sa shouting in horror, "Bian Hao, your grandson!"

Hearing a 'hiss' sound, Han Sa's front placket was also torn open.

Bingwen pouted, and stamped his feet in discouragement: "No!"

Xian Li sighed behind him and called softly, "Bingwen, stop making trouble."

Bingwen pointed with a long arm and aimed at Bian Ding.

Bian Hao and Han Sa followed his gaze and looked at Bian Ding together. They looked at each other, and immediately put down their personal grievances and rushed towards Bian Ding.

Bian Ding was still watching the play leisurely, when he saw Bingwen's finger, his pupils shrank suddenly, and when he saw the two of them rushing over, he instantly lifted his breath and flew into the distance.

Bingwen's blushing little face turned his head along with Bian Ding's figure, and then followed the fierce instructions: "Catch him!"

Bian Hao and Han Sa were already on the rise when he spoke, and the figures jumped out along with his words.

For a time, in the Mingxiang Garden, which was about to break, a three-person chase began.

Xian Li pinched his brows and walked to Bingwen's side to help him back to the house.

Bingwen raised his hand and stretched towards her face, Xian Li was startled, instinctively wanted to step back, but stopped abruptly in his hazy and firm eyes.

Bingwen's fingers lightly touched her eyebrows. Although her tone was drunk, she was very gentle: "Xianli, I will definitely help you find him..."

Xian Li was startled for a moment, then he curved his lips, smiling like a flower, and replied, "Okay."

The three people in the distance were still jumping up and down, and occasionally snow fell from the branches...

As the dawn gradually broke, Xia Chu applied acupuncture to the emperor, and waited until Mao Shi, when he began to clean up the wound medicine he had applied.

When she had dealt with everything and was ready to exchange value, she turned her head and glanced at the sleeping emperor and sighed.

At this time last year, she was still being sent to change clothes by Lord Hou to go to the palace to explore the spring...

"Hurry up, they should come to take turns in a while." Seeing her halfway through, Xiao Yuanzi was stunned in place, and she reminded her.

Xia Chu turned around and took a step, went out of the hall to clean up the dregs, and came back to stay in the Qingxin Hall not long before someone changed his duty.

She hurried towards Yongxin Palace while it was still dark.

In the courtyard in the main hall of Concubine Qi Gui, all the palace servants had already been screened back. When Xia Chu turned in, the courtyard was full of fireworks of all kinds. Laughing Concubine Qi and Xiao Muhong.

"Niangniang has an auspicious New Year." Xia Chu called from behind and walked over with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, you're finally here. I won't be able to put these things away later, so I'll leave the palace." Xiao Muhong had already greeted her and hugged her affectionately.

Xia Chu sighed: "I only know now that the palace maid is really tiring, and you can treat the palace servant better in the future."

Xiao Muhong couldn't wait to pull her forward: "Got it."

Xia Chu walked to Xiao Mubai's side: "Stayed all night?"

Xiao Mubai opened Xiao Muhong's hand with no expression, and took the opportunity to take her shoulders: "No, I'll take Muhong out of the palace."

"Mother concubine, look at his stingy appearance." Xiao Muhong pouted and walked towards Concubine Qi Gui to complain.

Concubine Qi Gui smiled very happily, and walked over with her: "You are not clamoring for fireworks all the time, hurry up."

Xiao Muhong took Concubine Qi's arm, and when she heard this, she raised her chin towards Xiao Mubai: "Don't hurry."

Concubine Qi walked to Xia Chu, took off the bracelet on her wrist and handed it to her: "It's not particularly expensive, but it was the makeup that my mother gave me when I got married."

"Hey, then what should I do when I get married?" Xiao Muhong grumbled beside her and shook Concubine Qi's arm.

"Look at your promising future, you haven't written a word yet, what's the hurry?" Xiao Mubai teased her while lighting the fuse.

"Can your sister-in-law lose your dowry?" Concubine Qi added to the side.

Xia Chu froze there and wanted to push it away, but Xiao Muhong snorted, "You don't have to accept it, I don't want it yet."

Xia Chu's hand, which he had originally declined, froze in the air, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

Concubine Qi took her hand involuntarily, and put it on directly: "It's okay, it's still thick now, you can cover it with your sleeves so that no one can see it."

Xia Chu had no choice but to say softly with a shy face: "Thank you mother... mother." The last word "mother" was drowned in the sound of fireworks...