Peony Overlord [Rebirth]

Different from the spring banquet in Qinchuan back then, no one knew what was going on in Shi Enze's head. They were all preoccupied, but they still should drink and eat meat.

It was the first time for Chu Xinle to meet Xing Yanping and Xing Lingjun. I have to say that Xing Yanhong completely inherited Xing Yanping's physique, and even surpassed others, while Xing Lingjun looked slightly inferior, maybe because his appearance was not as rough as he imagined. On the contrary, there is a handsomeness in his heroic spirit.

Standing beside Shi Zhenming, he became a beautiful shining point in this huge banquet.

Xing Yanhong was also next to Xing Yanping, and Chu Xinle watched Xing Yanping chatting and laughing with her youngest son, and saw Xing Ling Jun give Xing Yanhong a snack, and looked away calmly.

Shi Zhenming walked over, holding a glass of wine, to respect Xing Yanping.

Seeing his master's uncomfortable appearance, Chen Fan whispered beside him, "Master?"

Chu Xinle shook her head, her eyes did not look back, her words seemed to reveal a bit of loss and envy: "There are so many people."

Chen Fan didn't understand what Chu Xinle meant, so he didn't reply.

"It's time for the banquet, and we don't seem to need us here." Chu Xinle turned around and said to Chen Fan, "Let's go, we're going back."

Seeing the wine in his hand and the disappearance of the person who should be standing beside Shi Enze, Xing Yanhong's eyes darkened unconsciously.

"Hong'er." Xing Yanping saw the clue, followed his gaze, but saw no figure, and seeing that Shi Zhenming had no intention of leaving, he pretended to ask: "During the year in Runan, what have you learned?" what?"

"Patriarch Xing, you and Xing San finally met each other, everyone is happy today, don't talk about these things!" Shi Zhenming persuaded from the side.

Xing Yanhong withdrew his eyes, laughed with Shi Zhenming, took Shi Zhenming's words and said: "You're right, we only meet each other once a year, and it's not worthwhile to ask for warmth when we meet..."

"Boluan!" Xing Lingjun growled when he heard Xing Yanhong's words getting more and more angry.

Shi Zhenming was shocked by her roar, Xing Yanping raised his hand to stop Xing Lingjun, Xing Yanhong raised an eyebrow at Xing Lingjun, and said with a smile: "Second sister, it's so hard to see each other, why, you want to beat me up again?"

There were still clashes of wine glasses and laughter around, but where no one noticed, the three members of the Xing family were at war.

Shi Zhenming didn't expect to make such a fuss, he smiled and wanted to say a few words to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't open his mouth yet, when Xing Lingjun glared at him, he naturally shut up.

No matter how good at fighting Xing Lingjun is, she is still a woman, but Shi Zhenming himself doesn't know that his fear of this woman is just a glance, and it arises spontaneously.

Shi Zhenming patted Xing Yanhong's shoulder, put down his empty wine glass, cleverly avoided the oppression, and walked towards Xue Man.

"How long will you stay here?" Xing Yanhong asked expressionlessly as the few people were still stalemate on the surface.

Xing Lingjun stared at him like this, picked up the wine on the table and drank it all, and said, "I'll be back tonight."

There was a crack in the expression on Xing Yanhong's face, he poured wine for Xing Lingjun again, and asked, "So soon?"

"Staying one more night is a loophole. Jiuyuan is not at peace inside and outside." Xing Yanping whispered, his face never relaxed from beginning to end.

Xing Yanhong didn't ask any more questions.

The three of them look like three strangers who are not close to each other, but the walls have ears, and they are in Runan at this time, so it is inconvenient to say more.

Except Qin Shi and Yun Tingke from the Yun family, Yun Jiming and Yun Duanmu were all here, and they seemed to be chatting and laughing, which was different from the rumors from the outside world.

Xue Man had been staring at Chu Xinle all the time, but since Chu Xinle left, he has been burying his head in eating and drinking. When Shi Zhenming came over, he just held a cup with him symbolically, and didn't seem to want to talk too deeply.

As for the Mu family, only Mu Huaiyu, the head of the family, came here. Mu Huaiyu was not good at talking, and now among the five great aristocratic families in the Central Plains, the Mu family was the least threatening, so naturally no one was willing to come forward to curry favor.

Shi Enzai has been absent-minded since the beginning of the banquet, sitting alone on the high platform drinking, with his left hand on his cheek, completely lacking the enthusiasm of the host.

This banquet seemed to be a task that had to be completed, until the end, and no family knew the purpose of Shi En's choice of hosting the spring banquet.

The major families left the city gate after saying goodbye, and no one wanted to stay another night again.

When Xing Yanping and Xing Lingjun left, Xing Yanhong didn't go to see them off, but went back to the courtyard by himself, sitting on the roof and drinking wine against the moon.

He didn't seem to care about anything, but the low air pressure around him seemed sullen.

He was already drunk, and his blood was gradually getting hot, and even the night wind couldn't blow it away.

He was anxious to find an outlet to vent.

"Why don't you go see it off?" A clear voice came from below, stroking Xing Yanhong's unreasonable annoyance.

He lowered his eyes and saw that he was standing upright in a blue shirt and looked up at him. The moonlight was all reflected in his affectionate eyes, and the little mole under his eyes instantly jumped into Xing Yanhong's heart.

Xing Yanhong didn't move, took another sip of wine, looked like a dandy, smiled crookedly, and said: "I can't leave again, it's useless."

"I don't know when we will meet next time." Chu Xinle said with a sigh, he looked much softer tonight, his hypocritical smile was put away, revealing a bit of lonely silence.

Xing Yanhong gulped down the rest of the wine. He jumped off the roof and landed in front of Chu Xinle, covering the moonlight. The two looked at each other without speaking.

"You met my father and second sister today." Xing Yanhong said suddenly.

Chu Xinle was startled, nodded and smiled, and asked, "So?"

"Except for the elder brother, you have met all my family members." Xing Yanhong put away his frivolous smile, he was used to his unscrupulous way of teasing his sister to drink, the sudden seriousness made Chu Xinle overwhelmed.

The smile on his lips didn't diminish, it seemed to be deeper, and he asked again: "So?"

Xing Yanhong was annoyed by his question, but suppressed his anger, his voice was hoarse after drinking, they were so close, and Chu Xinle could smell the mellow aroma of wine on his body, making him drunk too.

"You drink my blood, meet my family, and sleep in the same bed, Chu Yi'an, we can't be separated." He said domineeringly, and the light in his eyes almost tore the person in front of him into him. belly.

Tonight is a rare clear night, the moon is extraordinarily round, and the moonlight is hazy and bright, covering the two people in the hospital. Aside from those cruel and deep hatred, they are like a couple of gods and gods.

Even Chu Xinle almost believed it. A trace of forbearance appeared on his perfect face, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Even Xing Yanhong didn't catch it. The curvature of the corner of his mouth remained the same.

"Xing Boluan, you drank too much and got drunk." He said.

"I'm not drunk, your third brother, I'm not drunk for a thousand cups." Xing Yanhong retorted.

"You dare not turn off the light because you are afraid of ghosts. I will sleep with you. The burden on your shoulders is heavy. I will carry it with you." He spoke slowly, every word was sincere. As sincere as he was, he fell. He admitted that this was the prey he could not tame. From the very beginning, he was the one who was tamed.

The smile on the corner of Chu Xinle's mouth gradually disappeared, but he still lowered his eyes, Xing Yanhong couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Yi An, you have to be responsible to me." Xing Yanhong begged.

Hearing the word Yi An, Chu Xinle's shining eyes darkened, he raised his head, still smiling lightly, and said, "Third Young Master, I never said that I was Chu Yi'an from the beginning. Who is in your heart, you should figure it out yourself."

After that, he turned to leave, but his wrist was grabbed. Xing Yanhong hugged him into his arms with all his strength, and the strong smell of wine surrounded him in an instant.

"Ale, have you really forgotten, that night ten years ago, in the backyard of the Chu Mansion..." Xing Yanhong obviously noticed that the person in his arms froze, this unintentional movement made Xing Yanhong feel happy.

He remembers, he must remember.

"Xing Boluan..." Chu Xinle didn't struggle, just buried her head in his arms, her voice muffled: "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"You know, you remember everything." Xing Yanhong said affirmatively, "Why don't you admit it, Ah Le?"

It was late at night, the surroundings were quiet, there was no sound at all, even the chirping of insects disappeared at this moment, their breaths were intertwined, and no one was willing to break this seemingly beautiful silence.

Chu Xinle was reluctant to let go of him, and his hands seemed to be gripping even tighter. He raised his head and looked directly at Xing Yanhong: "Admit what? Do you admit that I am Chu Xinle, or admit that I was the one who saved you that night?"

"You have to admit these two." Xing Yanhong hugged his hand even tighter, the smell of wine brought a climax, and it rushed straight to Chu Xinle's cheek.

Chu Xinle shook her head, raised her eyes affectionately, and said, "I only admit one of these two, which one do you want to hear?"

"Which one do you want to admit?" Xing Yanhong asked back.

Chu Xinle smiled without saying a word, stretched her arms around Xing Yanhong's neck, raised his head, this action stretched his slender neck, revealing the necklace around it, the phoenix still had the appearance of spreading its wings and flying high, the ruby ​​and The pair of loving eyes are also alluring, as if clamoring to invite him to taste it.

Chu Xinle stepped closer, greedily inhaling the smell of Xing Yanhong's body, and said in a whisper, "Guess."

Xing Yanhong wanted to rub him into his arms, they were very close now.

"I don't guess." Xing Yanhong said.

"Xing Boluan, you and I are not the same person, you shouldn't be planted here." Chu Xinle responded to him, which made Xing Yanhong even more presumptuous.

"A Le, I've planted you." Xing Yanhong pressed close to his ear, and the spirit of wine came up, he was a little anxious: "I am willing to fall to you. I used to refuse to face myself, but there are some things that can be avoided Wubu, I have already fallen to you at the spring feast ten years ago."

He heard the person in his arms sigh, it was a sincere and sad sigh, Xing Yanhong could feel Chu Xinle's pain, helplessness, and even regret from inside, he was struggling, but he didn't want to leave Xing Yanhong's embrace, Chu Xinle keeps some distance from him.

The moonlight shone on his face, and his bright and beautiful eyebrows were the usual smile, but nothing had changed.

Xing Yanhong didn't care so much, he sank, and he was willing to sink even deeper.

Chu Xinle smiled: "Xing Boluan, carry me in."