However, the wine glass that reached his mouth could not move forward any further.
Because, she was grabbed by Mo Qingli.
Feng Chenling glanced at Mo Qingli, and pulled her hand towards her mouth vigorously again, but she still remained motionless. After doing this several times, Fengchen became angry.
"let go."
"This is the wine I poured."
Her fair face was stained a little rosy from drinking, adding to her beauty under the moonlight.
"let go."
"I poured this." Mo Qingli reiterated again, with an extremely serious and serious expression.
If it was before, Feng Chenling would not dare to confront Mo Qingli like this, and if she wanted to drink, she would drink it for her. But now, after looking at the men beside Mo Qingli whom he had never seen before, his heart seemed to be holding his breath, and he couldn't get it going.
"Not loose."
Damn, he got into a fight with her, didn't he!
Mo Qingli's eyes darkened, and she hugged Feng Chenling's waist with her other hand, looking at the person in her arms, Mo Qingli raised her mouth and smiled, "You won't let me drink by myself!?"
Originally, when Feng Chenling saw Mo Qingli's face darken, he already had a little bit of regret, but later, when Mo Qingli hugged his waist without hesitation, that regret was instantly filled with anger and grievance.
"Mo Qingli, let me go."
If she wants to hug him, should he hug her! ? Although he had such a small hope in his heart, he, he was not the former Feng Chen Ling, who let her want it if she didn't want it. Humph…
But no matter how Feng Chenling struggled, he just couldn't break free from Mo Qingli's embrace.
"You, if you don't let go, I'll call someone." Feng Chenling was in a hurry, and he regretted it after saying it.
If, if she is really loose, what should he do! ? leave!
Didn't he come here just to see her?
Just when Feng Chenling was thinking wildly, suddenly he felt his lips were covered with softness. It was icy and cold, but with unprovoked domineering. It made Fengchen feel extremely familiar, so familiar that it made him a little scared.
I am afraid that all this is still a dream, and there will always be a day when I wake up.
He closed his eyes, enjoying the cold warmth from Mo Qingli's body.
Taking advantage of the moment when Feng Chenling was absent-minded, the corners of Mo Qingli's mouth rose slightly, and a sly look flashed in his hazy eyes. The remaining hand snatched the wine glass from Feng Chenling's hand without any politeness, and then drank it down in one gulp.
"Mo Qingli, you..."
Feng Chenling, who was posed by Mo Qingli, turned a flowery crimson color because of anger, adding to her beauty.
Mo Qingli licked the remaining drops of wine on the corner of his lips, squinted, looked at Feng Chenling who was staring at him, grinned at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and pinched Feng Chenling's face, saying: "Well... this dream You in the movie seem to be a little cuter. You used to be indifferent and ignore me."
The pouting expression is particularly cute, but what is the rhythm of the traces of complaint in that tone!
Also, what did she mean by "you in this dream"! ? Had she dreamed of herself more than once!
Thinking of this, Feng Chenling's heart suddenly beat violently. Something seemed to break out of its shell again.
After such a long time of longing, love, all poured out, Feng Chenling took the initiative to hug Mo Qingli's waist, "You like me, don't you?"
Mo Qingli was startled for a moment, then smiled, "You in the dream today are more proactive than usual. I don't like you!"
do not like.
Feng Chenling's head was blown away, what did she just say, she said she didn't like him! He's being selfish again, isn't he!
hehe…
Just when Feng Chenling wanted to let go and leave, Mo Qingli hugged him back, and a clear and low voice came into Feng Chenling's ears.
"I don't like you, but I love you."
"Chen Ling, stay by my side, don't leave me, okay!?"
After a while, when Mo Qingli was about to fall asleep on his shoulder, he heard a faint voice, "Okay."
…
The next morning, Mo Qingli slowly woke up.
She rubbed her swollen temples, stood up, and when she was about to get up, she seemed to touch a smooth skin by her hand.
Mo Qingli turned her head, looked over, and was shocked in place.
She rubbed her eyes, and after confirming that what was in front of her was not a dream but a real person, the majestic king of zombies, the majestic king of a country stood up and took two steps back.
Pointing at the man lying on the couch, "You, you, you..."
"Me, me, what's wrong with me?" The man on the couch raised his head, and his fair and supple skin appeared in front of Mo Qingli.
"Why are you on my couch?"
Mo Qingli is worthy of being a zombie who has experienced a lot of wind and waves. She quickly calmed down, her complexion returned to normal, and she spoke lightly.
But the reddish face betrayed her true mood at the moment.
"Did the empress forget what happened last night?" The smile on Feng Chenling's face deepened. Mo Qingli looks so cute!
"What?" She couldn't remember.
"Could it be that the empress forgets such an important thing?" Feng Chenling gradually became displeased.
Important matter? !
Mo Qingli looked at Feng Chenling suspiciously, and her eyes touched Feng Chenling's beautiful face, her fair neck and delicate collarbone, all of which revealed what happened last night.
The atmosphere in the room seems to have not yet dissipated.
Mo Qingli stared at Feng Chenling for three seconds, and then said: "Since this is the case, then you will be my man from now on. Don't even think about going back to the Fengyang Dynasty to be a so-called son-in-law, I will never allow it."
Hearing this, Feng Chenling was stunned.
"You... are you so difficult that you don't doubt me?" Feng Chenling looked at Mo Qingli in astonishment.
Mo Qingli raised her lips and smiled, "Even if you lied to me just now, it's too late for you to regret it now. You are my concubine now, and you can't escape even if you run away."
For some reason, Feng Chenling suddenly had the feeling of being sold.
Obviously he was trying to tease her, why the other way around? !
Mo Qingli tidied up her clothes, and continued to Feng Chenling: "I'm going to court first, and my concubine will stay in my bedroom. If you want to go out to find your so-called princess, don't bother. You can't find her!"
As she spoke, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Mo Qingli's lips, and her tone was undeniable. It wasn't until Mo Qingli left for a long time that Feng Chenling came to his senses in a daze. He was under house arrest by Mo Qingli? !
But why is there a little joy in my heart? ! Could it be that he was addicted to being abused by Mo Qingli? !
In the court hall, envoys from various countries bid farewell one after another.
With an indifferent and alienated smile on her face, Mo Qingli said some polite words that Li Jing taught her.
"Empress, I don't know if you can see my son-in-law?" The princess of the Fengyang Dynasty looked anxious. From the black spots under her beautiful eyes, it can be seen that she must have been looking for her all night last night.
It's just that because this is the Motian Dynasty, I didn't dare to publicize it. Today is the day for her to go back to China, if she still can't find Feng Chenling, how can she explain to her brother when she goes back.
Although Feng Chenling was her nominal son-in-law, Feng Chenling's indifferent figure was deeply engraved in her heart early on.
Ever since Feng Chenling said at last night's banquet that he went out to enjoy the wind, he has gone forever.
She really regretted it, how could she let him go out for a while alone! She should have gone with him.
"Consort?" Mo Qingli raised her brows slightly, looking at the princess of the Fengyang Dynasty.
"Back to the queen, that's right."
Mo Qingli lowered her eyes, gently covered the gold ring on her hand with her fingertips, and said casually: "The princess can't even look down on her son-in-law, and she still has to question her in front of the court. The court is a place to discuss politics. Isn't the princess a bit too childish?"
Those words made the face of the princess of the Fengyang Dynasty turn red.
After a pause, Mo Qingli continued: "Perhaps, maybe your country's son-in-law returned to China early."
The casual attitude, but the uncompromising tone made the princess of the Fengyang Dynasty unable to have the courage to object.
After thinking about it, this possibility is not ruled out.
Thinking of this, she cupped her fists at Mo Qingli and apologized, then retreated.
Yueyao standing next to Mo Qingli was dripping with cold sweat. Last night, she saw with her own eyes that Mr. Feng Chenling entered the bedroom with the Queen in his arms, and she didn't come out all night.
Yueyao didn't dare to say what happened that night, but it was absolutely not like the queen said, returning home early.
Empress, she can't help but admire how well she can tell lies now.
After sending off the envoys from all over the world, Mo Qingli was also tired, and came to the bedroom in a sedan chair.
Feng Chenling was already dressed neatly, sitting by the bed with dazed eyes, not knowing what to think.
Mo Qingli waved her hand, signaling the maids and servants around her to step back, and then slowly walked towards Feng Chenling.
Looking at the living person in front of him, a smile flashed across Mo Qingli's eyes, and her fair fingers penetrated Feng Chenling's black hair, smooth as silk.
"What are you thinking?"
Hearing Mo Qingli's voice, Feng Chenling raised her head naively, her beautiful eyes stared at Mo Qingli for a long time before her thin lips moved, "Are you leaving?"
Of course Mo Qingli knew that Feng Chenling was asking if the princess of the Fengyang Dynasty had left.
However, listening to this, I still feel a little uncomfortable.
The smile in her eyes gradually disappeared, and she returned to normal, and said lightly, "Well, let's go."
"Oh."
After speaking, Feng Chenling lowered his head again, wondering what he was thinking.
Mo Qingli's face gradually turned cold, she sat beside him, playing with Feng Chenling's silky black hair.
"Glass."
"Ok?"
"Do you not mind?" Feng Chenling thought for a while, before Nuonuo spoke. Nothing like the morning.
Mo Qingli's hand paused, and then there was an indifferent smile on his face, "What do you mind?"
Feng Chenling's eyes dimmed, "I...my past."
His eyes fell on Fengchen Lingluo's exposed arm, the original cinnabar mole on it disappeared at some point. The light in the bottom of the eyes trembled slightly, and then looked away.
"I don't mind." Mo Qingli lovingly supported Fufeng Chenling's cheek, and continued: "At the beginning, I was wrong, and it was none of your business."