"This is Fengyun King City, and the gate is heavily guarded. Your Highness, is it possible that you are still suspicious?"
"There is no shortage of fine wines in Fengyun, but... it would be a good idea to change the taste once in a while..."
Ao Moli lowered his eyes, landed on the delicate leather bag, and murmured.
Under Ao Junxie's silent gaze, Ao Moli bent down and carefully poured out the clear and fragrant Beiming Spirit into the wine glass in front of him, and then poured it into the wine glass in front of him, and then gave it to the wife-to-be, Feng Qingkuang, who was next to him.
Filled a cup, then filled the cup in front of Xiao Linfeng, and finally filled it with his own.
Xiao Linfeng stood up, picked up his wine glass, and looked at Aojunxie and Ao Moli beside him. Ao Moli also raised his glass, but Aojunxie beside him did not move at all.[
Xiao Linfeng smiled and said:
"The prince and I were once rivals on the battlefield. It's not surprising that he is wary of me! Well, if the prince is worried, the prince and I can exchange the wine glasses in our hands. How do you respect me?"
Ao Junxie narrowed his eyes and said coldly:
"I am injured and should not drink alcohol, so I will not accompany you!"
Xiao Linfeng had a sneer on his face and said deliberately:
"It's just ice spiritual power, but with Prince Ao's unrivaled martial arts, it must not be a problem at all, right? It seems that you are still afraid that I, Xiao Linfeng, may plot against the prince."
Ao Junxie shook his head slightly and said loudly:
"Xiao Linfeng, you don't need to provoke me. Although I am arrogant, I am not stupid."
When he said this, Ao Junxie glanced at Ao Moli, and the implication was already clear. He had already concluded that Ao Moli and Xiao Linfeng had colluded.
Ao Moli picked up the wine glass in his hand and put it to his mouth, tilted his neck and drank it all in one gulp. Taking advantage of the strength of the wine, Ao Moli said in a rough voice:
"Now that Uncle Wang has taken his seat, the princes of Fengyun and Beiming have raised their glasses, but the prince is dismissive. Could it be that even I, the prince Fengyun, don't take it seriously!"
Aojunxie replied nonchalantly:
"Ao Moli, you know very well whether I, Ao Junxie, have ever put you in my eyes! In this continent, all truly strong men must rely on their true abilities. Respect is not for others.
Alms with yours!
Prince, you are not young anymore, why don’t you need me to teach you this truth?”
Ao Moli's face twitched. Ao Junxie's words were like a loud slap in the face. It was really worse than killing him.
Ao Moli refilled his glass of wine and turned his eyes to Qing Kuang beside him. He strode to Qing Kuang's side, raised his glass and said:
"Miss Feng, it seems that soon, I will call you the prince's wife... Since the prince is injured, you will drink this glass of wine for him!"
Qingkuang raised his eyes and looked at Ao Moli with a cold gaze. Just as he was about to speak, Ao Junxie's understated voice came from the side:
"Prince! Since Qing Kuang and this king are already engaged, he is your elder in terms of seniority. How can you still dare to be so presumptuous? Is it possible that you have to threaten me?" [
"Ha ha!"
Ao Moli suddenly let out a wild laugh, pointed angrily at Ao Junxie, and shouted:
"Ao Junxie, you are the one who is arrogant! No matter how great your achievements are outside, but within the royal city, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. Here, it is I, Ao Moli, who has the final say with my father! You have always been arrogant, and you have already been together for a long time.