Chapter 168 Two Drunks

Maybe it was because of the dim night, or maybe she was really a little tipsy from that drink, otherwise why did it look like dark clouds gathering and squeezing out a storm in their eyes?

But Jun Lin really didn't lie, she was really thinking about men.

Who are you thinking of?

I want to go to Ye Du.

She asked tentatively: "Do you know the third prince of Ze State?"

Gongqing ended his words in a grim tone: "Everyone has heard about your romantic affairs. If you cut off contact with him in the future, I can forgive your mess."

Jun Lin wondered, "Why cut off her relationship? She is still my concubine. Besides, when everything is settled, I will have to find someone to give birth to a family and inherit my throne."

Well, this one sentence made the officials start thinking about how to get rid of Ye Du.

Wen Suili knew her gender, and when he heard this, he frowned, his eyes froze, and his always soft voice became flat and cold, with a sense of pressure coming over him: "You love him?"

Jun Lin waved his hands: "Not really."

Gongqing raised his hands and pinched her cheeks, pulling them apart, almost indifferently: "If I don't love you, why would I talk about having more children?"

Jun Lin was really puzzled: "How many emperors are in love? How many of them sleep with someone just because of love? Offspring are the most important, brother."

The ministers cut nails and cut iron: "It is the late emperor."

Wen Suili added: "The late emperor and his wife were always together for life. Xiaolin, you should learn from your father."

Jun Lin: “…”

The ministers insisted: "How else can men give birth to children?"

Wen Suili continued, "You should dismiss your harem and marry two women back."

Jun Lin: “…”

There are only two people in my harem. One is busy making money and has disappeared, and the other is in an unknown state. It's already miserable, and you still want me to disband it?

She was really frustrated.

The two of them suppressed their anger and taught her earnestly, and Jun Lin wanted to just smash the bottle of wine and leave.

After an unknown amount of time, she slammed the table with a fierce look and shouted, "That's enough! You're getting off topic! Let's get down to business!"

No one liked her and they all looked sullenly at her to see what serious matter she could come up with.

Jun Lin was so upset that he drank for two more days. Only then did he resist the urge to fight the two men.

"Do you know what kind of king dragon is in Ye Du? Is there any other way to crack it besides Ze Huang?"

After the words fell, there was dead silence again.

Save the love rival?

There is no door.

Gong Qing glanced at her indifferently and said, "Want to know?"

"Um!"

"Kiss me and I'll tell you."

Jun Lin: “?”

She ignored the official's nonsense and turned to look at Wen Suili without hesitation: "Master?"

Wen Suili smiled gently, but there was no trace of smile in his eyes: "Do you really want to know?"

"Um!"

"I forgot."

Jun Lin: “?”

Gong Qing smiled and said, "You know, Master has always been confused and has a bad memory."

Wen Suili lowered his eyes and stroked the cat in his arms without being able to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Gongqing didn't know, he just wanted to deceive Junlin.

But Wen Suili knew it.

Ever since Jun Lin was controlled by the dragon insects, he began to study the affairs of the Southern Xinjiang witches and dragon insects. Although he can't say that he knows everything after all these years, he can still answer some of the secrets.

Gongqing and Wen Suili rarely lose their composure, but just now the anger and fear in their hearts were about to get out of control and make them crazy.

Every nerve in his body was pulled and stretched tense. He was filled with panic and anger at having his precious possessions taken away by others. He was like a beast trapped in a cage, clamoring to tear everything apart.

It would be better if the three Guigu people stayed together forever.

The look in the nobles' eyes was dark and full of an invasive and oppressive tone.

How could I let someone else take her away?

After much trouble, Wen Suili finally told him.

Why are you willing to say it?

Because Jun Lin was pulled into swearing to the two of them: he had absolutely no improper thoughts about other men.

Wen Suili smiled as warmly and harmlessly as usual: "The King of Southern Xinjiang has a real king dragon in his hand, and all the dragons obey its orders. If the young dragons are controlled by the mother dragon, then the mother dragon will absolutely obey the king dragon."

Gongqing and Junlin had regained their serious appearance and listened to his words attentively.

"It is said that there is a king insect in Ye Du's body, but it is not a real king insect. The real king insect has already transformed into a moth, and is treasured by the King of Southern Xinjiang as if it were his life."

Jun Lin frowned: "Feather into a moth?"

Wen Suili nodded: "Well, it's not a round insect, but a moth that can flutter its wings."

Gongqing pondered: "Then as long as we get this Wang Gu, the control over Ye Du will naturally be lifted, but it is almost impossible to get such an important thing."

To the Nanjiang class maintained by Wu Gu, that thing was more important than the life of the King of Nanjiang. How could they possibly get it?

Jun Lin rubbed his brows in pain and said, "At least there is still some hope, but it would be easier to get the King of Dragons than to just kidnap Emperor Ze."

The minister asked her, "What are your plans after signing the treaty?"

Jun Lin was suspicious: "You didn't even tell me your plan, and you're trying to trick me?"

The official laughed and filled her glass with wine again. They clinked their glasses and drank happily.

Wen Suili sipped his tea calmly, listening quietly to the two people discussing the world situation with great lofty sentiments, a gratified smile appeared on his lips.

He knew that after this treaty, both of them would take action.

Those who are vertical will unite the weak to attack one strong one.

The horizontal one uses the strong to attack the weak.

This is a great struggle, and if you don't fight, you will just sit there and wait for death.

It stands majestically on the top of Mount Tai, and gallops across the white clouds.

The vast clothes brush against the waves of the East China Sea, and the car passes by under the bright moonlight, opening up the vast wilderness.

Two people drank together under the moon, talking about heroes over wine.

Wen Suili curled his lips and smiled.

Among all the schools of thought, only I am the most independent.

It was late at night, and there was not a drop of wine left in the altar. Gongqing and Jun Lin were drunk.

The official rested his head with one hand, his tipsy eyes closed. The moonlight shone down his dense eyelashes, casting a silhouette on his eyelids.

Jun Lin lay on the table with her arms folded, her fair cheeks flushed beautifully, one of her hands still tightly grasping the wine altar, which made Wen Suili laugh and shake his head.

Two drunks, just expect a headache tomorrow.

He walked over and leaned over, his silver hair falling over her nose, and the familiar fragrance that wafted over her made her dazed for a moment.

Wen Suili put one arm around her shoulders and passed the other hand through her legs, holding her steadily in his arms.

Jun Lin buried his head in the crook of his neck, and the hot breath he exhaled spread on his sensitive skin, which excited Wen Suili so much that he pursed his lips tightly, and said in a low, hoarse and sexy voice: "I'll take you back to rest first."

Jun Lin was so drunk that even his speech became hesitant: "I can walk by myself..."

Wen Suili looked down at her. She was talking nonsense with her eyes closed. Why was she leaving by herself?

The man's lips touched the top of her head lovingly, his breathing became a little heavy, and his eyes gradually became deeper, as if the mellow aroma of wine in the other's breath was inhaled into his lungs. Wen Suili felt that she was probably a little drunk.

The insignificant amount of alcohol paralyzed his nerves, prompting him to place his soft and slightly cool lips on the woman's cheek almost like a sigh.

The long eyelashes are trembling.

The lips trembled.

His beating heart wanted to jump out of his chest to show her whether it was true or not.

Jun Lin struggled to open her eyelids, her eyes moving with a hazy mist, her head was dizzy, and her words were intermittent: "Is it...raining?"

Wen Suili said softly: "No."

"Really?... Raindrops clearly fell on my cheek just now..."

"We are in the pavilion, even if it rains it won't touch you."

“It seems so…”

She shook her head and tried to stay awake: "Just take me to the other side of the lake, I can walk by myself..."

Wen Suili answered the drunkard's questions patiently, but she slightly tightened her arms around her waist.