The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 229, a drunken solution

"Who is a child! Who dare not! Isn't it three bowls? The king is accompanying the end!" Chu Moxin received such a radical approach, and he sang three bowls during the meeting, and the night was sealed and sealed. After the cold and the cold, they also drank three bowls, because there were people standing behind them, and they were not good enough to force the wine out immediately.

"Mo婉 has always been overwhelmed, and please ask the princess for forgiveness." Yao Mozhen admitted that he did not have the amount of Kubuzhe's drink, and he immediately rose up and humbly opened his mouth.

"Zheer knows her sister. Since her sister doesn't like to drink, that's it." When Kubuzhe looked at Yao Mozhen, there was a smile on his eyes. Yao Mozhen saw it very clearly. Incomparable sincerity.

"Mu Mou thanked the public subject for forgiveness." Yao Mozhen received it when he saw it. Now it seems that the prospects of the other three are amazing.

"It’s boring to drink, it’s not as good as we punch! Dag, fill the wine!” Kubuzhe suddenly got up, stepped on the chair with one foot, picked up the wide sleeves and shouted loudly.

"Come on, who is afraid of who!" Chu Moxin believes in three bowls of belly, came to the mood, echoed and responded. The night Junqing and Feng Yihan are very eager to ensure the gentleness of the gentleman, but they have been forced by Kubuzheer to make a few punches. Only Yao Mozhen, everyone is drunk and she is alone.

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of him, Yao Mo is not awkward. Fortunately, he has performed well enough in the four-sea gambling, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable.

At an hour, the daughter of the 20th Tan is only left with five altars. During the night, Jun Jun and Feng Yihan wanted to push the wine out when they wanted to make a small solution. So every time they go out, Kubuzhe will send two The next person followed, making them unable to start.

"The niece, Su Prince seems to drink too much." Ting Yue leaned over to Yao Mo's ear, whispered. Yao Mozhen nodded slightly, slightly moved toward the night Junqing, and at the other end, Chu Moxin, while punching with Kubuzhe, while drinking a large mouth, Feng Yi Han had already slept on the table.

"Jun Qing?" Yao Mozhen looked at the red-faced night Junqing with distressed feelings. He wanted to help him to leave, but the seats were not scattered.

"Mu Xin? Mo Xin, you are finally willing to appear... Do you know that this king wants you to suffer?..." At the moment of seeing Yao Mozhen, the night Junqing The eyes of the cockroaches poured out a touch of crystal, tears, and silent.

"I am Mo Zhen, not a heart." Looking at the tears of the eyes of the night, Yao Mo's chest seems to be blocked by a mass of cotton, making her unable to breathe.

"Mom, I am sorry... I don't know how terrible you are... I am wrong, I have not been able to protect you! Sorry..." Pulling Yao Mo's hand, the tears in his eyes rolled.

"Jun Qing, how long do you have to blame yourself? Mo Xin's death has nothing to do with you, why do you want to shackle yourself in a trapped cage." Yao Mozhen did not break away from the hands of the night Junqing, and the bottom of his eyes burst into a fog.

"I was wrong... I don't want to leave me again... Don't..." Night Jun Qing fell unconsciously on the table, closing his eyes, tears in the corners of his eyes. Arrived at Yao Mo's palm.

"No, I will never leave you again..." Yao Mo moved his lips, tears in his throat, and his heart and pain could not be added.

"Voice--" At this moment, Chu Moxin suddenly slammed the bowl and spit. Yao Mo’s voice turned and found that Kubuzhe had already disappeared. The only remaining man was the big man who was on the table.

"Jun Xiu, quickly help Xiao Wang to go back to rest, listen to the wind, you also help the king go back, remember to cook some sobering soup, Tingyue, come and help." Yao Mo 婉 whispered, and Ting Yue together with the night Junqing Return the room.

On the bed, the night Junqing painfully frowned, the proverb was the name of Yao Moxin, Yao Mo ordered the moon to go to the kitchen to cook the soup, and he sat on the bed, distressed to see the night Junqing pain The expression, can not help but reach out, want to smooth the tangles between the night and the eyebrows, but the skin touches for a moment, the jade hand is once again tightly held by the night Junqing.

"I don't want to come back, don't go any more..." Night Junqing unconsciously begged, and the thick eyelashes were stained with crystals.

Leaving the room, Yao Mozhen sighed and sighed, and secretly smiled. The world is full of drunkenness, but after the waking up, will it not be bothering people? If not, why should the world deceive itself?

Just when Yao Mozhen wanted to get back to his room, he saw the familiar figure sitting in the wind. Under the moonlight, the beautiful face looks like silver-plated, beautiful and fascinating.

"The princess has a good amount of alcohol." Yao Mozhen slowly walked to Kubuzhe's side, and praised his lips. Silent, Kubuzhe only looked at the stars in the sky quietly, until after a long time, he turned his eyes to Yao Mozhen.

"Sister really thought it was a good drink for Zhe'er?" Kubuzhe's eyes are clear and clear, just like the stars in this sky.

"Isn't it?" Yao Mozhen's heart was slightly shocked, and he looked suspiciously to Kubuzhe.

"Of course not. Zhe children drink water, just like the clothes. But they drink all the daughters who have been immersed for 50 years, and the best in the wine!" Kubuzhe said so. The more incredible Yao Mozhen is, just a 13-year-old child, acting well, even though she didn't even suspect that there were five altars in the red.

"Why did the princess tell Mo Zhen? Isn't it true that Mo Zhen said it?" Yao Mozhen looked at Kubuzhe with great interest and smiled.

"You won't. But even if you say it, how can they treat this princess? Hehe..." Kubuzhe looked up and looked at the sky with a faint glimpse.

"In fact, if you don't want to marry, you can tell Loulan directly. He is so petting you, and he will not force you." Yao Mozhen saw Kubuzhe's thoughts and said softly.

"Because the father is so petting me, I don't want to disobey him, and everything the father has done is to make Zhe's life a complete life..." Kubuzhe will have legs Lifted to the flat bar, the jade bracelet wrapped around the calf, his head leaning against his knees, his eyes flashing.

"Is it wrong?" Yao Mo slammed the sound of a shock, and his eyes were sore and deep.

"Although the father emperor concealed very well, Kezhe knew that he had got a strange disease from the day he was born, and he was destined to live less than fifteen years old. Only the father did not understand that Zhe Er did not want any perfect life, Zhe I just want to be with my father. The father likes Zhe's innocence. The philosopher tries to make himself like an idiot. There is nothing wrong with this. But this time, the father has ironed his heart to let Zhe children marry. What should I do? My sister, Zhe Er does not want to leave Loulan, even if it is dead, Zheer will die here." The tender voice said that even Yao Mozhen could not bear the sadness, watching the eyes of the eyes, Yao Mozhen Reaching out the long hair that Kubuzhe floated in front of her eyes.

"I believe my sister, my sister will try every means to let Zhe children live, let Zhe children happy to stay in Loulan, stay in the side of Loulan Wang." Yao Mozhen's voice is powerful, word-by-word, clear and incomparable.

"But what to do? Zheer has not looked forward to..." Tonight, the people are so sentimental, Yao Mozhen looked at the crystal of Kubuzheer's eyes, could not help but shed tears, Tianyan Hongyan, Kezhe It’s just a child!

Back to the room, Yao Mozhen called Yin Xue when he boarded, and Yin Xue must take a trip to Loulan Palace to find out everything about Kubuzheer. Since she gave Kubuzher a look, she would do her best. Let her down.

On the afternoon of the next day, the night Junqing only woke up. For the last night, he had forgotten everything.

"Wang Ye, are you awake?" Tingyue heard the movement into the inner room, and saw the night's hands clearing his hands, shaking constantly.