The cypress leaves are deeply visible and pitiful

"Oh, good, good." Master, has something spoiled at the banquet?Why is it so abnormal?

The moonlight is bright and white, which is perfect for the cold air in the snowy area.The main hall of Wumang Palace was quiet and quiet, and the cold light flowed in/in along the window sills. The black curtains were undulating, and there was a man with a fair complexion lying inside.The man lay quietly on the couch, but his eyes were not closed. Looking at the swaying shadow cast by the pine trees in the outer courtyard, his eyes drifted, and he did not close his eyes for a long time.A sleepless night.

Young Master Ke returned to the Demon Realm early in the morning. As soon as he stepped into the Hall of Returning Stars, Qing Liang chased after him.

Qing Liang failed to see Qing Liang who was delivering the message, it was Da Zi who came to convey it.

"What did you say?! Who!?" Mr. Ke was drinking tea, when he heard Da Zi's words, he sprayed Da Zi's face with a sip of tea.

Dazi wiped his face and insisted on repeating it. "It's the eldest prince of Xueyu, Bai Linglie, and I invite you to drink the snow lotus together tonight."

"The white-faced monster!?" Master Ke felt that the way of returning to the Star Palace today was wrong. "Where is he so kind? Didn't he think of something bad I did and wanted to beat me up?" Xiao Ke muttered alone. "It's so informal, I don't even write a post." Then I thought, "That's all, for the sake of the white-faced monster being so generous this time, I'll reward you, my lord!"

Xiao Ke did not follow what he said at the banquet last night, to ask his father, the queen, for instructions.This is not just a rhetoric, but one thing he understood after last night is that Bai Lingyu actually wanted to please him, get close to him, and marry him so that Xueyu would no longer be invaded by other countries.In Xiao Ke's view, it's okay to be taken advantage of, and he doesn't feel sad or angry, but he can't be happy either.Anyway, Xiaoyu is pretty good in all aspects, and he is very suitable to marry back.But it's just the word 'suitable'.Originally, he approached Xiaoyu because of his appearance. Xiaoyu wanted to use his name as prince, so everyone had their own needs, and no one owed anyone.He didn't directly expose Xiaoyu, he didn't point it out.He knew that although Xiao Yu lied to him, it was for his own family after all, and even Xiao Ke couldn't learn to make this kind of sacrifice.Xiao Ke thought, if there were no accidents, he would marry him as the princess, and it would be a smooth move to help Xue Yu.This seems to be just a decision, not about more feelings.

At noon, Zhuo'er was covered with smooth and shiny fur, his black eyeballs rolled around, and his furry paws rested on Bai Linglie's legs, feeling very comfortable.

"Okay, you go and play." Bai Linglie put the claw on the ground, the claw was a little reluctant, but obediently left the Wumang Hall.Whenever the moon comes out at night, it is a good time for the ferret to practice, and Bai Linglie let go of his claws to go to practice, and it is also for the improvement of his skills.

Beside the stone table where Bai Linglie was sitting, on the stone table were two crystal wine cups with purple light, the glass was plated with silver, very dazzling in the afternoon sun.On the table are the two jars of wine that Qing Liang just took out from the cellar, which are the Ying Xuelian that Yin Xiaoke got earlier.Bai Linglie never had a good time to drink it, and he just drank it up on the eve of his departure.This is the first time for Bai Linglie to hold a banquet in history. Although there are only two people, it is a bit novel and nervous.Probably because no one was ever invited.He just wanted to thank him for avenging himself, and all the things before, and,,, and one more thing, huh, but he didn't know if it would be possible.

Bai Linglie asked Qing Liang to take care of the yard, and left the Wumang Hall alone.

Bai Linglie went to find Bai Meng.

Bo Meng was naturally very happy, the eldest son rarely came to him on his own initiative, but at the same time he was a little worried.Sure enough, the worry came true.As soon as Bai Linglie entered Bai Meng's palace, he opened his mouth and said, "I'm going to Bingming Peak to practice."

"What? Here, how long are you going?" Bo Meng became anxious when he heard that, the elder son's words meant to leave.

"I don't know, anyway, I won't come back." Bai Linglie felt that he was willing to talk to him so much today, and his attitude was considered good, which was a bit unusual.

"Ling Lie, my father doesn't want you to leave. I know you don't like Xueyu, and I don't care about this position. But my father is old, and I still hope you stay and stay by my father's side. My father wants to see you marry Wife and children, live a stable life." Bai Meng was almost begging.

"My first 500 years have been ruined in your hands, and you don't want to participate in the rest of my life anymore." Bai Linglie knew that all the faults were not with Bai Meng, but it was because of him.With a deep sigh in my heart, I turned and left. "gone."

Bai Linglie walked in the snowy palace in a daze, and the passing ladies and servants were all afraid of him and avoided him.As if he didn't pay attention, he walked towards Wumang Hall step by step. The 500-year life that seemed to be a shameful underground life is finally coming to an end.It was almost over, but Bai Linglie was not as happy as he imagined. No matter how good his face was, it was just an indifferent expression, as if everything had been frozen.

However, this sentiment did not last long.Because as soon as Bai Linglie entered the Wumang Palace, he felt the familiar, powerful, and ostentatious devilish energy, and even a little unscrupulous devilish energy.

Sure enough, Bai Linglie walked through several long corridors, and saw Yin Xiaoke sitting on the stone bench unceremoniously, playing with the wine cup in his hand, leaning his nose against the edge of the two wine jars, sniffing hard.

Bai Linglie: "..." Who is the host and who is the guest?Also, Bai Linglie raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun in the west has not yet set, and the twilight has not yet drawn up. Why are you here?

Even Yin Xiaoke couldn't answer this question.He was bored in Gui Xing Palace today, so he just wanted to go to the white-faced monster to drink fine wine at night.I must drink all the Yingxuelian, hmph, anyway, I got it back from that old man Mao Yong after all my hard work, so it should be so.Then after thinking about it, he arrived at the gate of Wumang Hall.It's too early for the agreed time.Xiao Ke rubbed his nose and felt embarrassed, but then he thought about it, anyway, it is the palace of the white-faced monster, and I am a frequent visitor, so why not be afraid, I should take it as a visit first.Then, he entered the hall carelessly.Qingliang now treats Yin Xiaoke like a relative, and Yin Xiaoke is the biggest master.He served Xiao Ke very well.So, there is such a scene now.

"Are you back?" Yin Xiaoke cheekily greeted Bai Linglie.

Bai Linglie originally wanted to say a few words to him, but when he heard Xiao Ke's words, the three words greeted him like a family member, so he gave up again and just nodded.

"Well, I brought this." As he said, Xiao Ke took out a wooden box from his Qiankun bag.The wooden box is carved with flowers, winding and circling, very beautiful. "If you invite me to a banquet, of course I will come here with a gift."