Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and something strange flashed through his heart, but before he could grasp the strange feeling, the man in white had already raised his cup and drank the wine in one gulp.
Qingyi asked herself that she had never met these two people before, but why did they give her a feeling of oppression?
Ling Aojue also noticed the look and attitude of the two men around him when they looked at Qingyi, and an inexplicable anger emerged in his heart. He glanced at the two of them coldly, then calmly picked up the wine glass on the table and smelled it a little.
After a quick glance, I discovered that this was just the most ordinary rice wine.
He also looked at Qing Yi with some doubts, but saw that Qing Yi was not looking at her at all. Instead, he seemed to be thinking about something. His beautiful eyes were moving around. Seeing Qing Yi like this, Ling Aojue was so excited
The annoyance disappeared in an instant, and it seemed that he saw the little thing again who liked to hug him and call him "uncle". He picked up the wine glass in his hand, drank it, and wrote the recipe of the wine on the paper.
Qingyi was waiting. She added spices to the wines of the purple-robed man and the white-robed man, and waited for them to unconsciously pass out. Then the uncle would be able to win without a fight, but she counted the time, and the two
All the men should have fallen, but none of them fell. Instead, they stood aside and waited for her to announce the result.
Where did these two people come from?
Qingyi cast suspicious eyes on the two of them. Seeing that Qingyi was doubting himself, the man in purple robe raised his eyes slightly and met her gaze. There was an incomprehensible smile in his eyes. Qingyi was stunned for a moment.
She saw that the purple-robed man had fallen to the ground just as she "expected", but the way he fell to the ground was a bit too weird.
The man in white clothes still stood there, his eyes cold and distant. That look reminded Qingyi of a person involuntarily. She had obviously drugged her wine with a colorless and tasteless drug, so why was he still standing?
After the two of them looked at each other for half a cup of tea, the man in white closed his eyes and walked out the door without saying a word.
Qingyi, "..."
In fact, Qingyi guessed who the man in white in front of her was, but who was he and what was his relationship with her?
In the room, only the purple-robed man who was still "unconscious" and Ling Aojue, who was wearing a golden piping robe, were left.
Ling Ao had no idea who the man in white who had just left was, but he could tell that the man had some unexplainable intention towards his little thing. It would be fine if he left, otherwise he would never let him have the chance to get close to him.
Little things.
After the man in white left, Qingyi walked up to the man in purple who was lying on the ground, raised her foot and kicked him hard. She always felt that this man was not simple. She didn't want to know who he was, but
She also doesn't like others playing tricks in front of her.
The man in purple robe was kicked twice. Those two blows were not light. They were enough to make his internal organs churn. He wanted to kick him again. He opened his eyes in time and looked with a lazy smile.
After a while, his eyes looked a little strange, cold and evil.
Qingyi was stunned. The man in purple robe had already stood up and looked at Qingyi with a hint of doubt. The look in his eyes just now seemed to be just Qingyi's hallucination.
"It seems that I'm really too drunk. Seeing that it's getting late, I'll take my leave." After saying that, the purple-robed man smiled charmingly at Qingyi and walked out of the room.
Qingyi frowned, called Xiaomei, whispered a few words in Xiaomei's ear, and Xiaomei quickly ran out.
Now, only Qing Yi and Ling Aojue were left in the room.
"Smile..." As everyone else left, Ling Aojue called out in a low voice and walked towards Qingyi.
Qingyi raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him. He hadn't seen him for four years, but his appearance had not changed at all. He was still as handsome and profound, with a masculine aura.
"What happened back then was all uncle's fault. Uncle is here to take you back."
When Qingyi heard this, the grievances in her heart suddenly came out. It had been four years. In fact, it was impossible to tell whose fault it was. She still remembered that every time she made a mistake, she liked to make things right.
Pushing it onto Ling Aojue, he looked at Ling Aojue with a righteous face and said, "Uncle, it's all your fault."
"Xiaoxiao, come back with me, okay?" Even though Qingyi has grown up now, in Ling Aojue's eyes, she is still the little girl she was back then, and she still needs his coaxing. He doesn't want her to stay here anymore.
A smoky place.
When Ling Aojue spoke again, the hesitation in Qingyi's heart disappeared. She walked towards Ling Aojue, looked at him calmly, picked up the wine glass from the table, and moved her fingertips, and some white powder fell into it.
She poured a glass into the cup and handed it to Ling Aojue, "Uncle, after drinking this glass of wine, I will tell you the answer."
Ling Ao had no doubt at all, at least he didn't want to doubt Qing Yi. He took the wine glass and drank every drop of the wine in the glass.
Ling Aojue's drinking capacity is very good. The thirty-four glasses just now plus the thirty-fifth glass now are just a drop in the bucket for him. But if these drinks are poured with special ingredients, the effect will not be good.
Same.
Ling Aojue actually felt a little dizzy, and his body was even more inexplicably hot. Cold sweat began to break out on his head, and hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes, making him wonder where he was now. The more he used the spiritual power in his body to control the hotness,
The more obvious it became, the more obvious it almost tore him apart.
Qingyi looked at Ling Aojue who had been drugged, gritted her teeth, and reached out to hug his waist. This was her own choice, and she would not regret it.
She thought about it for a long time. If she wanted to go back with Ling Aojue and stop him from marrying another woman openly, then this was the only way.
He wants to marry a concubine and needs a woman by his side. Now that she has grown up, she can also take on this role.
The uncle is hers, and she doesn't want to be snatched away by other women. She knows that it is despicable to do this. Maybe the uncle will wake up tomorrow and ignore her again, but she does not regret it!
The heat all over Ling Aojue's body was relieved for a moment because of the soft little hands wrapped around his waist, like a lonely boat in the sea that finally saw the shore.
There are many kinds of drugs in the wine, strong pure drugs, and even hallucinogens that can cause hallucinations. In short, she added everything that could be added because she knew that Ling Aojue had strong self-control and knew that if he was sober,
, will never want her, and she herself cannot give herself to him when he is awake because she is afraid.