This topic ends here, and Mo Fengwu will not say anything more after that.

The emperor didn't ask any more questions and stared at the water, not knowing what he was thinking.

For a while, the surroundings were extremely quiet.

It wasn't until an unknown amount of time passed that the emperor came back to his senses, looked at Mo Fengwu and said:

"Let's go."

"where to?"

"It's time to rest."

Di whispered, and then stood up. But the next second, he was grabbed by Mo Fengwu next to him and pushed back directly.

"What's the rush? I haven't finished drinking yet..."

While talking, Mo Fengwu poured another glass. The emperor was stunned, and immediately snatched the wine glass from Mo Fengwu's hand.

"No, it's too late...how much did you drink?"

Before, he was lost in thought and didn't pay much attention. Now he discovered that someone next to him secretly drank a whole bottle of wine.

Thinking of what happened last time when someone was drinking and causing trouble, Di felt like his head was pounding.

Mo Fengwu, on the other hand, smiled when he heard this, then approached the emperor and looked at his face... But after a moment, he suddenly frowned and shouted dissatisfied:

"Why are you still wearing this crap? It's an eyesore!"

As he spoke, Mo Fengwu reached out and grabbed the mask on Emperor Jiang's face, then threw it on the table.

Di glanced at the discarded mask, and then looked at Mo Fengwu.

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"I'm afraid of scaring you. Otherwise, do you think I like it? I'm in the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Fengwu curled his lips, and then pulled off the veil on his face.

Without the obstruction of the veil, Mo Fengwu's face full of ghost lines was immediately revealed.

In the dim waterside pavilion in the evening, it looks strange, but there is a mysterious and eerie feeling.

Di looked at her face and was slightly startled. At this moment, Mo Fengwu laughed, and then suddenly leaned over.

"What are you looking at?"

The emperor narrowed his eyes, kept his gaze motionless, and said nothing.

Mo Fengwu curled her lips: "Tsk, it's boring."

After finishing her words, Mo Fengwu was about to retract her body, but at this moment...

"do not move!"

As he said that, Di suddenly raised his hand and pressed Mo Fengwu's face.

what happened?

Why have the ink lines on this woman's face become smaller?

I remember that before, it seemed to start from the back of the neck and then spread all over the face. But now, not only is the back of the neck gone, but even the edges of the cheeks are exposed.

But even just that small piece of smooth skin was like the finest mutton-fat jade. It was white and smooth...so much so that the emperor couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and rubbed it twice in ecstasy.

But seeing Di Shun staring at his face and not letting go for a long time, Mo Fengwu suddenly became unhappy.

"what are you doing?"

As he spoke, Mo Fengwu turned his head to avoid the emperor's grasp. But after twisting a few times, he not only failed to shake off someone's hand, but actually knocked himself unconscious.

Immediately, Mo Fengwu hit the emperor's chest with his head. The emperor frowned, but when he was about to reach out to help her up, Mo Fengwu took the first step, hooked his neck, and then straightened up unsteadily.

The close distance made the two people's breaths intertwined in the air.

The freshness was mixed with the intoxicating smell of alcohol, which instantly seemed a bit ambiguous in the dim waterside pavilion.

Mo Fengwu chuckled, let go of his hand, and gestured to get the wine glass. At this moment, the emperor's eyes flashed, and then he coughed lightly and said:
Chapter completed!