Jin Yuan was absent-minded in the face of fine wine and food at this time, and even Luo Hen's toast to her was not heard.
Until Moran, who was serving on the side, gently pushed her
"Thank you Luohen..."
She came to her senses, smiled at Luo Hen, and drank a glass of wine.
Seeing her smiling reluctantly, Zhuo Yanchong burst into tears again for some reason, and said coldly beside her: "If you don't want to drink, you don't have to drink anymore, no one will force you!"
Jin Yuan was stunned, then turned her head to him and smiled, poured wine for herself, and said lightly: "You won't forget even the thing that I like to drink?"
Zhuo Yanchong frowned slightly, his face suddenly darkened
Seeing her drinking again and licking the corners of her lips with unsatisfactory feelings, he felt his body warm.
"I haven't forgotten..."
He gritted his teeth and whispered
Damn, he was actually provoked by her actions at this moment.
Jin Yuan didn't notice that his face was unnatural and continued to drink
She was originally clamoring for the event not to be cancelled, but why did she find it so boring?
After the singing and dancing performance, the troupe appeared
Jin Yuan held her chin and watched a love scene in front of her. Seeing the scene of separation and death, her heart suddenly trembled, and something flashed through her mind quickly.
But she didn't have time to catch it
There was no reunion at the end of that scene
The woman lies in a pool of blood for the last moment, and at the last moment of her death, she never saw her lover.
And the man, after knowing that his lover is dead, has been desperate and lonely...
When the troupe leaves, everyone is still immersed in the sad ending just now.
Although this drama is beautiful, today is the day for the empress to have a wedding. It seems not auspicious to act like this!
"emperor……"
Moran's low call made Jin Yuan come back to her senses
She turned her head to look at Zhuo Yanchong and found that his face was gloomy and terrible
His breathing became a little difficult, and fine cold sweat began to appear on his forehead, as if he was suppressing some pain.
"Zhuo Bingshan..."
Jin Yuan called him in a low voice worriedly
But he seemed to be unable to hear her call, and he stroked his heart with one hand, with a painful expression