Master is a white moonlight

With the dissipation of the plague, the gates of the city were opened again, and the communication between counties was resumed.

Maolin County has regained its vitality once again, and it is no longer a lifeless lonely city.

The matter of repairing the dam, which had been stranded due to the plague, was put on the agenda again, and the high priest personally arranged the selection of supervisors, and reported the progress of the dam repair to the high priest at a specific time every day.

Leng Yichen's plague has also healed without leaving any scars, and her snow-white skin is as good as ever.

Before I knew it, half a month passed like this.

A series of trivial matters in Maolin County have been dealt with almost. After staying tonight, they will leave for the palace tomorrow.

In order to respectfully send the high priest back to the palace, the governor of Wei specially prepared a banquet tonight, and specially invited the top dancer of Wanyan Pavilion to dance to the fun.

At the time of Xu, the county guard's mansion was brightly lit with candles, and the burning candles illuminated the entire hall as if it were daytime.

The whole hall is filled with the tempting aroma of food and the fragrance of women's powder, and the music of silk, bamboo and string orchestra can be heard from time to time.

The dancers are all dressed in purple translucent thin shirts, with a string of small golden bells hanging on their ankles. Their dancing postures are as light as swallows in the air, and their slender waists are twisted like water snakes.

Xuan Loi wore a crescent white robe and sat on the main seat, with her hair tied in a purple gold crown.Use Luo Zidai to slightly hook the eyebrows, and apply a layer of vermilion lipstick on the soft lips, making the lips fuller.

Leng Yizhen sat beside Xuanqi in a pink brocade gown, a shawl coat of the same color, light brown long hair tied up in a bun, with South Sea pearl hairpins and emerald golden step rocks adorning her hair .

The cheeks are as white as snow, and the cheeks are slightly powdered, and the thin lips are covered with a layer of rouge lipstick, like a tempting cherry.

Leng Yizhen looked at the dancers dancing in the middle of the hall with his hands on his cheeks, and faintly felt that the eyes of these dancers looked at him from time to time, but felt that they were not looking at him.

Following the eyes of the dancers, Leng Yijiao also turned her head slightly, and happened to meet Xuan Qiao's eyes.

Xuan Qiao held a bronze wine cup in her hand, and she was looking at Leng Yiluo with her head tilted, with an indistinct smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.

He raised his glass to Leng Yijiao, slightly raised his beautiful neck like white porcelain.One raised his glass and drank all the wine in the glass on his own.

The good-looking fingers with sharp knuckles held the wine glass, turned it over, and the bottom of the glass was facing the sky, and two drops of crystal clear wine dripped along the wall of the glass and landed on the desk.

The corner of Xuanqi's mouth curled up into a slightly sinister smile, and she pointed to the bronze wine cup in front of Leng Yijiao with her chin, her intention couldn't be more obvious.

Leng Yizhen understood, and lowered his head to glance at the bronze wine cup in front of him.After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally picked up the wine glass and bit the bullet and took a big sip of the wine in the glass.

The name of the wine in the cup is "Sang Luo", the color is almost transparent and colorless, the wine has a mellow aroma and a lingering aftertaste.

As soon as I took it in, the pungent feeling immediately filled the entire mouth, burning my throat so hot and painful.At the end, there is a lingering sweetness in the taste buds.

Leng Yizhen seldom drinks alcohol, firstly, Shen Han is not allowed, and secondly, Leng Yizhen also thinks that this wine is not good to drink.

However, the last lingering sweetness of the Sangluo wine tempted Leng Yijiao to raise his glass again, taking another small sip.

A drop of wine juice accidentally splashed on the corner of his lips, and Leng Yikan quickly licked it with the tip of his tongue.

This series of small movements was noticed by Xuan Qian, the smile on the corner of her mouth became even bigger, and the tear mole at the end of her eye looked even more coquettish and charming in the candlelight.

Waiting for the maid at the side to refill the empty wine glass with fine wine, Xuan Qiao raised the glass again, and drank the wine in the glass on her own.

From time to time, Leng Yijiao sneaks a glance at Xuan Ai from the corner of her eye, but every time she meets Xuan Ao's eyes.He quickly retracted his gaze and buried his head in looking at the delicious food in front of him.

His cheeks turned crimson in vain, and his heart was beating wildly.

In order to cover up his panic, Leng Yijiao picked up the bronze wine glass on the side again, and lowered his head to take a big sip of the wine in the glass.

In a trance, Leng Yizhen was a little drunk and couldn't hear what everyone was talking about.

But most of the words were compliments to Xuan Qiao, and of course Leng Yijiao also complimented her.

Leng Yizhen was tired of hearing these words.I just want to end this boring banquet early and go back to my room for a good sleep.

"It's late at night, the priest and the princess are going to rest." Xuan Qiao put down the wine cup in her hand, and waved to the crowd, "Everyone, step back."

"Farewell to the high priest! Congratulations to Princess Fengyi!" Everyone, headed by the sheriff of Wei, left their seats and bowed to the high priest and Princess Fengyi.

Leng Yizhen was so drunk that he lay on the table, his head was dizzy, and double images of the people in front of him began to appear.

Suddenly one toe off the ground, Leng Yijiao was hugged horizontally by Xuan Lo, frightened Leng Yijiao shivered.

"Xuanqiu, let me down!" Leng Yijiao was more than half sober in an instant, and reflexively put his arms around Xuanqi's neck, but had to lower his volume.

"Don't move around." Xuan Qiao frowned slightly, looking down at Leng Yiluo in her arms, "I'm a little drunk as a teacher."

Leng Yizhen wanted to say something more, but the words stuck in her throat, so she had to bury her head in Xuanqi's arms, not wanting others to see her blushing.

Xuan Love walked all the way with Leng Yixiang in her arms, and went straight back to her room from the banquet hall.

"Ah!" Xuan Qiao threw Leng Yijiao onto the bed, landed on her buttocks, and couldn't help crying out.

Before Leng Yijiao could get up, Xuan Qiao had already pressed down on her.Grasping Leng Yijiao's wrist, he raised his hands above his head.

"Xuanqiu!" Leng Yijiao suddenly widened his almond eyes, looking at Xuanqiu vigilantly, "What are you going to do?!"

Xuan Qiao ignored it, lowered her head and moved closer to Leng Yizhen's neck, breathing moist breath on the other's neck.

Stretched out the soft tip of her tongue to lick Leng Yizhen's porcelain-like swan neck, the tip of her tongue traveled all the way, and finally landed on Leng Yizhen's earlobe.

"Hmm..." Leng Yijiao was licked until his whole body became limp, and he blurted out a soft moan, trying to break free from Xuan Qiao's restraint on his wrist.

"Xuan Qiao, let me go!" Leng Yijiao struggled fiercely, but in vain, why is this person so strong.

"Xian'er also likes to be a teacher, right?" Xuan Qiao half propped up her body, looking at Leng Yijian under her, her amber pupils were stained with a thin layer of water at some point.

"........"

When Leng Yijiao was asked such a question suddenly, his heartbeat accelerated again, and he quickly turned his head away, not daring to look into Xuanqi's eyes.

"If you don't answer Jian'er, I'm a teacher." Xuan Qiao leaned over, her soft lips touched Leng Yiluo's earlobe again, and said coldly, "My teacher is going to have Jian'er right now."

"Okay! Let me tell you!" Leng Yijiao panicked for a moment, turned her head to look at Xuan Qiao, her thick eyelashes flickered, "Then let me go first."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Loi slowly loosened Leng Yijiao's wrist and sat up.

Half squinting a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, looking affectionately at Leng Yizhen in front of him, patiently waiting for the answer in Leng Yizhen's heart.

"That's right, I like you too." Leng Yizhen also sat up slowly, mustered up the courage to finally speak out what was in his heart, but his eyes turned red in the next second.

After going through this epidemic, Leng Yixiang has completely understood Xuan Qian's affection for him.I also understand my own heart, and I don't want to escape anymore.

"Xiao'er, what's the matter with you?" Xuan Qiao was still immersed in joy at first, but suddenly saw that Leng Yizhen's eyes were red, and she hugged Leng Yijiao into her arms.

"But what's the use of liking you." Leng Yizhen rested her chin on Xuanqi's shoulder, and crystal tears fell from her eye sockets with a "click".

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Leng Yizhen's emotions were broken at this time, and tears kept falling.

"I don't want...to let you die..." Leng Yijiao kept crying in Xuanqi's arms, and said intermittently, "I don't want...you are like Mo Yu... ..."

"Don't worry, you will not die as a teacher." Xuan Qian patted Leng Yijiao's back lightly, with unprecedented warmth in his eyes, "As a teacher, I still have to use this country as my employment, and I will marry you as my first wife." .”

Leng Yizhen was a little drunk, and slowly closed his eyes, his eyelashes were covered with crystal tears.

Xuan Mou quietly looked at the bright moon outside the window, with a flick of her sleeve, she extinguished the white scented wax on the bronze candlestick by the bed.

The whole room was suddenly plunged into darkness, and the silver moon poured down, spilling into the room through the windows.