Chapter 164: In order to win love, the countermeasures of Zhaoning Wude and businessmen
Jin Zhaoning rushed back to her Wangxiang Tower.
The business in Wangxiang Building is very good, and Mo Qing is busy there.
Seeing Jin Zhaoning, Mo Qing was about to ask when Qin Shaobai would come, but Jin Zhaoning pushed him away.
When Mo Qing fell, he hit the counter, and he felt as if his ribs were broken.
However, he didn't care at all about the severe pain in his body and quickly followed Jin Zhaoning.
Jin Zhaoning, sitting in the wing of Tianzi No. 1, shouted loudly: "You, are you all dead? Hurry up and bring me wine, the strongest wine."
No waiter dares to come forward and serve drinks.
Mo Qing wanted to push the door open, but finally flew downstairs, picked up a can of wine and a plate of beef with sauce, knocked on the door and entered.
Jin Zhaoning didn't even look at Mo Qing. He picked up the can of wine and poured it into his mouth without pouring it into the jug.
Mo Qing quickly stopped her, snatched the jar, filled another pot, then took out two jade cups and filled them with wine.
"You, go sit over there." Jin Zhaoning pointed to the side hall, "I want to drink quietly by myself."
There was a hint of sadness on Mo Qing's face, but he didn't say anything. He picked up a glass of wine and walked to the side hall. (The author whispered: Mo Qing, why are you doing this? You are the third member of the Mo family. Young Master, the world's most famous sword seals his throat, so why bother yourself?)
Seeing Mo Qing leave gloomily, Jin Zhaoning seemed to feel a little unbearable. He glanced at Mo Qing, but finally said nothing, picked up the glass of wine and poured it into his mouth.
Mo Qing sat there quietly, looking at her and saying nothing.
His eyes moved around, but they all stopped on Jin Zhaoning.
After taking a sip of wine, Jin Zhaoning's body began to heat up.
She lay on the table and finally saw Mo Qing, who was still sitting quietly, out of the corner of her eye.
He couldn't help but smile lightly and called to Mo Qing:
"Brother Mo, come and drink with me."
Seeing that Mo Qing was silent, his brows were slightly furrowed.
Jin Zhaoning suddenly laughed out loud: "Brother Mo, are you worried about me? You are worried about me, just like I am worried about him, right? But Brother Mo, Brother Mo, ten days have not come yet, Ten days haven’t come yet, and he won’t dare to admit that he likes me.”
Another big mouthful of wine made Jin Zhaoning choke and cough violently.
"Why, why do all the people there say that he should love that bitch? What good is that bitch? Didn't he just become Princess Lan Xin? Princess, who is not a princess? I am still a princess with a pure heart. .”
Jin Zhaoning slammed his hand on the table.
A corner of the table snapped.
Mo Qing stood up and wanted to go to Jin Zhaoning's table. He was worried about Jin Zhaoning's hands.
But he saw a white shadow floating past and landing opposite Jin Zhaoning.
Mo Qing only felt an invisible pressure controlling his steps, causing him to sit back on the chair again.
"Who are you?" Jin Zhaoning was already a little drunk and looked at the person coming, "Looking at your delicate features, straight nose and broad ears, you are quite impressive. Come on, come and drink with me."
Before the man could speak, Jin Zhaoning was already holding a wine bottle and dancing around the wine table. While I was dancing, I was pouring wine into my mouth, while not forgetting to laugh.
Her body flashed past the man in white.
The man in white actually stretched out his hand and gently pulled Jin Zhaoning's belt.
With another tug, Jin Zhaoning's belt was about to be pulled apart.
Mo Qing had already drawn his sword and stabbed him.
Unexpectedly, before the man moved, five more strong men in black jumped out of the door, and all five swords were pointed at Mo Qing.
Mo Qing was about to wave the soft sword in his hand, but he heard the man in white whisper: "Second Young Master Mo, you are still so grumpy. I just want to have a chat with your master. I don't need to bother you with this sword seal."
Throat."
"I don't care who you are, as long as you are unfavorable to my little master, Mo Qing will fight to the death to accompany you."
"I said Jin Zhaoning, you have such a loyal man, but you are still not satisfied. Alas."
The man in white sighed, then gently moved his hands and sent Jin Zhaoning back to the table.
Jin Zhaoning staggered, turned around, and sat down.
After all this fuss, Jin Zhaoning was already half awake.
She looked at the person intently and took a deep breath.
Then the wine completely sobered up.
"Are you Mei Wude, the third son of the Mei family?"
"It seems that Miss Jin is quite well informed." Meiwu De waved his hand, and the five swords were withdrawn at the same time.
Mo Qing was about to draw his sword and stab Mei Wude, but he heard Jin Zhaoning yell: "Brother Mo, there are many guests downstairs, please go and greet them first."
Mo Qing looked at Jin Zhaoning and then at Mei Wude.
Maywood was playing with his fingers, which were slender and whiter than women, with a smug smile on his lips.
"My young master, Mo Qing is down there. If anything happens, young master, you can call Mo Qing up."
Mei Wude looked at Mo Qing's leaving figure, his face suddenly condensed, he already held the glass of wine on the table, and said jokingly: "I didn't expect that the future king of the Kingdom of Jin would also be a woman trapped in love."
When Jin Zhaoning heard this, her eyes immediately became alert, but she remained silent, neither admitting nor denying.
He got up and took another jade cup, poured a glass of wine, and drank it himself.
"When wine enters the heart of sorrow, it turns into tears of lovesickness. I feel the sorrow of Princess Golden Flower."
As Meiwu De said, he poured himself a glass and drank it in one gulp.
"I heard that Mei Wude, the young master of the Mei family, is a man of no moral character. Could it be that someone who loves someone can also be hurt by love?"
Mei Wude didn't say anything, but drank another glass of wine, and then suddenly grabbed Jin Zhaoning's hand: "You want to take back your Brother Qin, don't you?"
Jin Zhaoning nodded slowly.
"That's just right. Let's work together. I'll help you get your brother Qin back, and you can help me get my wife Xiaolan back."
Jin Zhaoning understood clearly that the most prodigal son in the world fell in love with Xiaolan for some unknown reason.
Regardless of whether he is truly in love or fake in love, since this person has a common goal with him, he can definitely be exploited.
Thinking of this, Jin Zhaoning stood up, walked out of the room, and called out to Mo Qing downstairs: "Brother Mo, bring two bottles of good Peony sake. I want to have a few drinks with Mr. Mei."
Jin Zhaoning's tone of voice returned to normal, and there was even a hint of smile in her eyebrows. Mo Qing's heart finally calmed down.
Mo Qing brought the wine and was about to leave, but was stopped by Mei Wude: "Third Young Master, you can be regarded as Miss Jin's confidant. You should work hard for Miss Jin's happiness. You can do this as well with our plan."
Get involved.”
Seeing the confusion on Mo Qing's face, Jin Zhaoning suddenly felt soft and said to Mo Qing: "Brother Mo, Mr. Mei and I are discussing our private matters today. You go down and do your work first. I will call you if anything happens."
Mei Wude watched Mo Qing go downstairs with a sneer, turned around, and said to Jin Zhaoning: "I didn't expect Princess Jinhua to have such a soft heart. Could it be that Princess Jinhua saw the affection of the third young master of the Mo family and also felt towards her?"
Is Third Young Master in love?"
"Mewu De, please stop talking nonsense and tell me, what good idea do you have?"
"Actually, I asked you to keep Mo Qing because Mo Qing can do something for you." Mei Wude sighed, "However, I think you can always find a way to make Mo Qing work hard for you."
With that said, Mei Wude had already walked up to Jin Zhaoning and whispered a few times in her ear.
A smile appeared on Jin Zhaoning's face, and it deepened and thickened bit by bit, making her whole face full of brilliance.
"Miss Jin, you have to be self-aware. That girl Xiaolan is no longer an ordinary girl from Yuanlou. She is now the adopted daughter of the Queen Mother, Princess Orchid of the Song Dynasty. How can you compare with her?"
"Get out, get out of here, you are not welcome in Wangxiang Tower." Jin Zhaoning cursed and opened the door of the wing, "Mei Wude, you are really unscrupulous. From today on, you are the one who belongs to me in Wangxiang Tower."
In this forbidden area of Lin'an Prefecture."
Maywood burst out laughing, jumped downstairs, threw off his sleeves and walked out.
Jin Zhaoning glanced at Mo Qing, and the sadness in his eyes almost tore Mo Qing's heart into pieces.
Ignoring the many chattering guests downstairs, Mo Qing jumped up.
When Jin Zhaoning saw Mo Qing going upstairs, his body softened and he fell into Mo Qing's arms.
"Brother Mo, would you like to come drink with me and get drunk with me?"
Tears were already rolling down his upturned face.
Mo Qing looked at Jin Zhaoning who was drinking alone, and didn't know what to say. He felt that it was useless, so he simply called the waiter, gave him a can of wine, and drank with his neck raised.
"Brother Mo, is there anyone you can't let go of?" Jin Zhaoning was already lying on the table, with drunken eyes, "If you can't let go, you have to let it go, right? Because that person has also let you go. I will live up to Tathagata and I will never let you down.
, What a good sentence, but it’s a pity that no one can really do it.”
A good sentence: I will never let you down, I will never let you down.
Mo Qing smiled, raised his head and poured the last drop of wine from the altar into his throat. He felt that the wine was burning his throat like a flame, making him want to shout but unable to come out. Finally, the flames burned his heart.
It melted little by little and turned into a teardrop gently sliding from the corner of the eye.
Princess, do you know that Mo Qing often tells himself this.
No matter how the world changes, Mo Qing only wants to live up to Tathagata and your Majesty.
If it is true that it is rare to have both the Dharma and the Dharma in this world, Mo Qing would rather betray the Tathagata than the Qing Dynasty.
Seeing Jin Zhaoning lying drunk on the table, Mo Qing picked up his soft sword and ran towards the Qin Mansion.
He wanted to understand why Qin Shaobai could not cherish and hurt such a wonderful person who he held in his mouth for fear of melting and held in his hand for fear of falling.
The January wind is still bone-chilling, and the midday sun seems unable to stop the coldness that penetrates my heart.