The emperor and empress in the high position were also full of joy and frequently raised their glasses with the courtiers below.
Nangong Lingyue was sitting in the most inconspicuous place, playing with the wine glass in her hand, with a cold and distant expression, as if she was shutting out everyone thousands of miles away.
But there was someone who didn't know how to show appreciation. Qu Ming'er suddenly held the drink, cleverly crossed the banquet, walked to Nangong Shenge's table, sat in front of Nangong Lingyue, with a face full of disdain, and said with a smile, "Hey,
Trash, what's the use of being good-looking! You've lost your manners in front of the Holy One. I advise you to go home and don't come out, so as not to be embarrassed! You..."
Before Qu Ming'er finished speaking, he suddenly saw Nangong Lingyue's gaze and was stunned. He couldn't say any more.
What kind of look is that? Cold? Killing? Vicious? Bloodthirsty?...
He looks like a demon king who has walked out of the Nine Nether Hell, with a cold aura that makes people shiver. He also looks like a dead soldier crawling out of the battlefield of life and death, with no trace of vitality in his body!
Qu Min'er swallowed hard, and suddenly, cold sweat began to fall from her forehead.
"Bang!" The wine glass in Qu Ming'er's hand could no longer be held. It suddenly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. The green liquid flowed all over the floor, spreading a rich mellow aroma and filling the tip of her nose.
"Ming'er, what's wrong with you?" Nangong Mei'er asked, looking at Qu Ming'er's extremely defeated face in surprise.
"I...I..." Qu Ming'er was speechless, her eyes looking at Nangong Lingyue flashed with more panic and fear, but she couldn't look away.
Nangong Mei'er followed Qu Ming'er's gaze and looked at Nangong Lingyue, and saw that she looked indescribably leisurely and contented. She picked up the wine bottle with one hand and poured herself a glass of wine, then picked it up and drank to herself.
, completely ignoring anyone’s gaze.
Nangong Meier was puzzled, what was so scary about Nangong Lingyue? Apart from her pretty face that made people want to tear it apart, and her leisurely look that made people want to slap her away, there was nothing unusual about her.
But why is Qu Ming'er afraid of being like this?
Suddenly remembering the scene in Fengzhu Garden, Nangong Meier's face couldn't help but froze, and a flash of lingering panic flashed across her heart. At that moment, she felt that the dead girl was definitely a devil, with a bad nature, and even... even the devil felt inferior...
Nangong Meier looked at Nangong Lingyue and thought that Lingyue must have done something to Qu Minger just now...
"Ming'er, let's go to the Prime Minister's wife for a toast!" Nangong Meier wanted to beat Nangong Lingyue severely, but the pain on her face reminded her that that girl was difficult to deal with, so she had to pull her out now.
Qu Ming'er, who had already been scared out of his wits, walked away.
Nangong Lingyue didn't even look at the two of them, she just drank all the wine in the glass, but a cold sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth inadvertently.
Her expression was like that of an inexperienced little girl who was tempted into the embrace of the devil. She was innocent and flawless, but she revealed an evil and treacherous smile.
This scene happened to be caught by Yu Wenyi who was not far away from the opposite side. At that moment, he was stunned again, and then his originally depressed mood turned out to be inexplicably better. It seemed that Nangong Lingyue like this was her true nature, a devil!
Yu Wenyi also imitated Nangong Lingyue and drank all the wine in the glass. His handsome and elegant face once again showed a smile like a spring breeze, but an interesting thought suddenly arose in his heart. What if he was the one who tempted her?