Please don't see, please don't see

The marriage of the Mo family was a sensation in the whole city, and everyone rushed to the street to watch the grand welcoming procession. Su Tan felt bored, so he came to the Zuifeng Tower early. Outsiders were allowed to enter the garden at will, but faced with Su Tan's arrogance, the servant couldn't resist and had to go to Qing Yi.

When Tsing Yi arrived, Su Tan was staggering from drinking, lying on the table, muttering something.

"Master Su, Zuifeng Tower is a place for listening to operas, not a restaurant as you think, so please respect yourself." Tsing Yi said displeased.

Su Tan got up slowly, and the red and swollen eye sockets were reflected in Tsing Yi's eyes, he felt a thud in his heart, but then he returned to normal.

"Are you here? Come and have a drink with me." Su Tan picked up the wine glass and filled it for Tsing Yi, then handed it to him. Unfortunately, Su Tan, who was unconscious, lost consciousness in his hand. It turned out to be a glass full of thin wine. When it was handed to Tsing Yi, only half of it was spilled.

Tsing Yi splashed the wine glass, and said sharply: "If you want to be drunk, then don't blame me for being rude."

Su Tan threw the wine jug in his hand to the ground heavily, and then said loudly: "Why do you treat me like this? How did I offend you? I just wanted to please you. Why do you speak coldly to me every time?" ?"

"Master Su, Tsing Yi advises you, don't think about trying to please others, because if that person doesn't want to give it to you, you will risk your life, and it will be difficult to ask for it." After Tsing Yi finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to leave, but was caught Su Tan held onto it tightly, his eyes were slightly wet, and he choked up, "Because your sincerity may have been given to that Mo Lingfeng?"

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Tsing Yi shook off his hand and walked straight to the backstage.

Su Tan could have chased after him, but at this moment his heart is already desperate. Why is everyone related to him, Mo Lingfeng, and he is the son of the prime minister? How is he inferior to that Mo Lingfeng?

He knocked down the table in front of him bitterly, then turned and left.

Tsing Yi watched his disappearing back, sighed deeply, and whispered to the servants around him to clean up the hall.

"Young master, the young master of Mo's mansion got married today. A few days ago, Mo's mansion came to post and invited the young master to a banquet. I don't know if the young master is going to ask for a glass of water and wine today?" A short servant asked cautiously.

"Get married?" Tsing Yi repeated in a low voice.

"Forget it, there's still a show tonight, you and I should stay in the Zuifeng Tower with peace of mind, I think that glass of thin wine is not so good to drink." Tsing Yi finished speaking, turned and walked into the backstage.

Just as the Mo Mansion was welcoming the newcomers lively, Chi Mo had already been recruited into the palace by the emperor, and he was lying on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, his thoughts wandering.

Hua Rong quietly walked into the room. He had been on the throne for many years, and his face, which had experienced many vicissitudes, added a little white hair to his temples. He looked at Chi Mo's sleeping face, and a feeling of emotion welled up in his heart.

He walked up to Chi Mo's side lightly, slowly lowered his head, and put his lips close to Chi Mo's cheek.

"Your Majesty, you are trying to take advantage of Chi Mo." Although Chi Mo didn't open his eyes, he laughed softly.

"You haven't fallen asleep." Hua Rong sat down beside him, supported his sluggish body, and said with a smile, "Why are you so tired?"

"Oh, I didn't sleep well last night." Chi Mo got up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and stretched.

"Then Mo Lingfeng has already married Su Zi as you wished. You asked me to give him a house. Although I didn't want to, but in the end, I agreed. Why are you still restless?" Hua Ran wrapped her arms around Chi Mo's waist, said softly.

Chi Mo broke free from Hua Ran's circle, stood up straight, and said, "Chi Mo hasn't thanked the emperor for this matter."

"There's no need to be so polite between you and me." After speaking, Hua Ran stood up and walked behind Chi Mo, leaning her head behind him, and whispered, "How about staying with me tonight?"

Chi Mo didn't speak, but his body felt stiff. After coughing twice, he said, "Your Majesty, today Chi Mo is going to the Mo Mansion to beg for a glass of water and wine. You know that."

"Could it be that he, Mo Lingfeng, is more important than me?" Hua Ran was a little angry, and her voice was clearly displeased.

"Does the emperor still care about an insignificant person?" Chi Mo said indifferently.

"If he is an insignificant person, why would you put so much thought into scheming him?" Hua Ran turned around, walked to the desk and sat down, and said leisurely, "Through these years, anyone who has fallen in love with you, I They all turned a blind eye, because I know that you are just playing for fun, but this time Mo Lingfeng can't do it."

"But why?" Chi Mo turned around and saw Hua Rong's gloomy face, he walked to Hua Rong's side with a smile, put his hand on his shoulder, and said, "Jealous?"

Hua Ran glanced at Chi Mo's cheek, and said coldly: "Don't you think that this time, for this Mo Lingfeng, you have paid more than 01:30 points? Since you asked me to give you a marriage half a year ago, until now you are in a hurry. Hastily arranged for them to get married, and even asked me to give him a mansion, which one or which one did not comply with you? But don’t you think it’s been too long?”

"Is there?" Chi Mo's eyes wandered, and his tone was obviously lacking in confidence.

"What do you think?" Hua Rong got up and walked to the door, saying as he walked, "You stay in the palace obediently tonight, and from now on, I won't allow you to see him again."

"Your Majesty..." Chi Mo's cry was drowned out by the creaking of the door closing, he knew that Hua Ran was really angry this time.

The wedding banquet in Mo's residence ended early, and Mo Lingfeng was not drunk, but he was sitting under the moonlight, looking at the messy wedding table in front of him, as well as the servants and maidservants who kept tidying up, he secretly sighed , thinking in his mind whether he should pick that Su Zi's hijab next.

Seeing the young master sitting in the courtyard in a wedding dress, Chunlan couldn't help but pursed her lips and came up to him with a smile, calling softly: "Master, this spring night is worth a thousand dollars, why are you still here in a daze?"

"Chunlan, I got married so soon." Mo Lingfeng smiled bitterly, "All this is so unreal."

"Young master, hurry back to your room. Xi Niang is still waiting for you to pick out the hipa. Miss Su, oh, no, I should call you young mistress. You must have gotten impatient with waiting?" Chunlan took a step closer to Mo Beside Ling Feng, he lowered his head and whispered, "Master, go quickly."

Mo Lingfeng got up slowly, and walked towards the wedding room with displeasure on his face. Chunlan felt that the young master was a little strange today, but she didn't think about it carefully, so she cleared up the table with the maids again.

The red candles flickered in the wedding room, and the eyes were red. It looked so festive, but in Mo Lingfeng's eyes, all of this was like a fire, trying to burn himself to death.

Mo Lingfeng took the weighing pole from Xi Niang, and slowly picked up Su Zi's hi handkerchief. I have to say that Su Zi, who was wearing a wedding dress and gold hairpin on her head, was indeed very beautiful. But Mo Lingfeng couldn't appreciate it, he forced a smile, and said to Xi Niang: "You all step back."