Rebellious officials bow their heads

He Liancheng looked up inch by inch in astonishment, only to see a young man standing in front of him, with a handsome face, the lines of the moonlight crossing the edge, narrow eyelids hanging down, thick long eyelashes half-hiding a stream of water, the corners of his mouth Upturned with a playful smile.

He Liancheng was stunned: "Who are you?"

Mu He first shouted excitedly: "His Royal Highness!"

Hearing this sound, a group of young masters held their breath, got up from the ground or the table, and looked at Xie Linze in the middle eagerly.

The courtiers breathed a sigh of relief, and Empress Huijin, who was sitting on the high platform, couldn't help but smile, "Look at this kid."

Zhao De beside him patted her hand.

Qing Ci also looked at him, his warm eyes completely reflected the figure of the other party.

Xie Linze raised his head and took a big gulp of wine, his raised neck curved gracefully, his Adam's apple twitched slightly, and the wine flowed down the corners of his lips. After he finished drinking, he raised his sleeve and wiped it casually, "The taste is strong enough!"

He Liancheng snorted coldly: "Your Highness, don't drink too hastily, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the most mellow liquor like this."

Xie Linze's smile gradually deepened, lingering on his lips, and he hooked his fingers, "I don't know who the one who can't bear it is."

"The people of Beirao drink like tea, and they can't pour a thousand cups. I want to see how you beat me!" He Liancheng slapped the mud seal, and poured it directly.

Ji Liuyuan thought it was just an ordinary thing, as the empty wine jars piled up between the two of them, he opened his eyes little by little, and the snack in his hand fell to the ground with a slap, breaking into two pieces .

Xie Linze didn't blush or breathe, he drank jar after jar, the wine soaked his front.

Seeing that He Liancheng was a little drunk, he still refused to slow down and stared fiercely at the other party.

When the time for a stick of incense passed, he kept belching wine, looking dizzy, empty wine jars were placed all over the floor.

Xie Linze still behaved as usual, fearing that he was really drinking wine as tea.

Holding his numb scalp, He Liancheng staggered up the wine jar, filled up the row of porcelain bowls on the table with a clatter, took a bowl and held it up to the other party: "Come on! Continue!"

Xie Linze glanced at him with a half-smile, raised the wine jar with one hand and drank it in one gulp, then knocked down the mouth of the jar without dropping a drop of wine.

He Liancheng's eyes were staring, his face was red and his neck was thick, unwilling to be let down, he put down the bowl, hugged the wine jar and took a few sips, then turned his head suddenly, made a retching sound, and almost vomited out.

At this moment, when he heard Xie Linze's faint laughter, he was furious immediately, jumped up from the ground, pointed at the other party and panted angrily, "You, you are a fucking wine bag reincarnated! I won't follow You are drinking! We Beiluo people judge strengths by kung fu, if you have the ability, compare martial arts with me!"

Ji Han immediately got up and said coldly: "Do you think this is the barbarian land of Beirao? The one in front of you is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Dazhao!"

Xie Linze raised his hand, vainly resisted in his direction, and said a word to He Liancheng: "Come."

He Liancheng was so drunk that his head was swollen, he collected himself, turned his head and gave some instructions to his subordinates, after a while the man brought up a sharp scimitar with a icy cold light.

The faces of all the people here have changed. As Ji Han said, Emperor Zhaode and Empress Huijin have a deep love, and the name of their love has spread far and wide. After the birth of Xie Linze, there is nothing left in the Sixth Palace of the Three Palaces. This prince Ye Jin is extremely precious, if he is hurt by half, it will be a danger to the whole country.

The juniors were all panicked, "That Beiluo man has been good at fighting since he was a child, and his strength is boundless. How can His Highness be his opponent?"

Ji Han tensed his face and looked at the empress on the high platform, but the two had no intention of stopping the two from fighting.

Before the courtiers had time to reprimand Bei Rao for his senselessness, He Liancheng had already charged towards His Highness the Crown Prince with a knife in hand.

Amidst the exclamation all around, Xie Linze's figure swayed slightly, and He Liancheng was caught in the air by a flimsy wrong step. While drinking, he came to the guard and pulled out the long sword at the guard's waist with his slender fingers .

The sword light was like falling stars, the young man turned around quickly, his brows were frosty and cold, and with a clang, he met Helian Cheng who was attacking again.

Xie Linze raised the corners of his lips, "How dare you argue with me about winning or losing?"

The force under the sword forced He Liancheng to be a head shorter. When he met the condescending eyes of the prince, he was terrified. He exerted all his strength to barely parry the long sword, and retreated five or six times in a row. step.

The Beirao envoys behind rushed to help him, but He Liancheng threw them away, and slashed at Xie Linze in anger!

The moonlight was like snow, peach blossoms were flying, Xie Linze raised his hand casually, "Good scene, good wine, just for me to perform the 'peeling flowers' that I learned last month."

The sword knocked away the scimitar lightly and easily, leaving behind afterimages in the swaying of the sword tip, which was unbelievably fast.He Liancheng couldn't see his movements at all, and avoided him blindly and embarrassingly. He wanted to kill him directly, but he couldn't get close to him. A piece of rag scattered and fell to the ground.

In just a few breaths, Prince Beirao stood in the cold wind with only a pair of tattered trousers left.

The night banquet was full of Huazhan, courtiers and dignitaries, princes, princes and grandchildren all laughed together, and Bei Rao came to make his face livid.

Xie Linze's figure under the sea of ​​flowers on a moonlit night is beyond the reach of countless people.

He was completely drunk, took a sip of wine, smiled uncontrollably, and stood with his sword.

Qing Ci brought him a bowl of hangover soup, but Xie Linze didn't pick it up, but lifted his arms around his neck familiarly, his eyes were still looking at the dizzy and humiliated He Liancheng on the opposite side. Unable to hold on, he fell to the ground and let out a burst of unrestrained laughter, even his chest trembled violently.

After watching the good show, he turned around and left, throwing the wine jar back casually, the fragments splashed everywhere, and the wine flowed among the flowers and mud all over the floor.

Xie Linze pushed away Ji Han's hand that came to support him, walked towards Ji Liu staggeringly on the flying powder petals, fingered the crumbs at the corner of his mouth, dragged the reluctant young master out, and said, "Go , You haven't been to the East Palace yet, I'll show you around."

Ji Han's arm was stuck in the air behind him, and his expression became a little bit complicated.

The Beirao envoy watched him leave the banquet, and angrily cupped his hands at Emperor Zhaode above, "Your Majesty! How could His Highness the Crown Prince act like this..."

It was too late to finish, Emperor Zhaode said lightly: "It's just a child's play."

Here Xie Linze and Ji Liuyi stayed away from the hustle and bustle of the banquet, and walked through the silent forest under the moonlight. Ji Liu felt that although the other party drank so much, his behavior was still normal, and he shouldn't be too drunk. Just as he was relieved, he saw him walking towards the pond in front of him as if he didn't notice.

"Hey wait..."

"Whoa!!"

As soon as Ji Liu made a sound, he was splashed all over his face by a three-foot-high water splash, and Xie Linze fell into it.