Chapter 2285
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Luo Qingchen was stunned. She felt that there were many things mixed in Mo Ye's eyes that she couldn't explain.
She didn't understand, but she had an indescribable feeling.
Could it be that he wasn't willing?
"It seems like young master Mo is taking care of her highness!" Feng Ling Er's tone was very displeased. She half leaned on the couch, revealing one of her white thighs. She looked at Mo Ye and said, "You also know that I am a proud person. There are many people that like me, but there are very few that I like."
Luo Qingchen and Mo Ye looked up at the same time, unconsciously looking at each other.
Feng Ling Er naturally saw this and her heart was filled with depression. She shook her lips and said, "If young master Mo cares about her highness, you don't need to come to my Moonlight Hall to join in the fun. I can also order people to send the wine you brewed to her highness' Glimmer Hall."
Ever since she met Mo Ye, the impression that Mo Ye gave her was that of a modest young master.
He knew that she liked to drink, so he entered the palace to become a winemaker. No matter what wine it was, he could brew it.
Moreover, the wine he brewed was fragrant and mellow, it was very delicious.
Whenever she drank and danced, he would always silently stand on the side and watch. His deep eyes would have a faint light, it was very good looking.
But the only thing that she didn't understand was that he had never done anything to her.
If a man didn't have any thoughts about a woman, there was only one reason, that woman wasn't charming enough.
To her, almost all the men in this world would bow down to her. Aside from the ever-victorious General, Mo Ye was the only one who could do that.
What she couldn't get would always be in turmoil. She was this kind of person, the more she couldn't get it, the more she wanted it.
"Miss Feng is mistaken!" Mo Ye's brows slightly knit together. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It's not easy to collect this pear blossom wine, there's only this one jar of wine in this season. Your highness doesn't understand wine, so don't waste ….. this pear blossom wine. "
"He, he … …" Luo Qing Chen heard this and revealed a self deprecating smile. Her cold eyes narrowed as an ugly bitter smile appeared on her lips. She looked at him and said, "Could it be that Young Master Mo is reluctant to part with this wine?"
"Oh, so that's how it is." Feng Ling Er was very happy to hear this. Her gloomy face instantly brightened up.
It was as if a gust of spring wind had blown on her face. She was so proud.
She took a sip of the pear blossom wine and said, "It really is a good wine. Young Master Mo, you don't have to be like this. I've received your kind intentions. If Your Highness likes it, you can have a drink. I won't mind. After all, there will be more of this kind of wine in the future. "
Luo Qingchen's eyebrows moved slightly, but her expression was very cold. Feng Ling Er's every word sounded so provocative, even with a hint of mockery.
"Miss, here's the wine cup."
"Perfect, perfect." Feng Ling Er took the wine cup, filled it to the brim and handed it to Luo Qingchen, saying, "It's just a cup, there's nothing to be reluctant about."
Luo Qingchen's right hand gently grasped the round fan, her eyes cold.
This feeling of 'being given alms' was really hard to bear.
But 'losing a person can't lose a battle'!
"Then many thanks for Auntie's generosity." Luo Qingchen took the wine cup and looked at Mo Ye indifferently. She planned to drink the wine in her hand in one gulp.
Little did she know, in a flash. Mo Ye rushed up. He held Feng Ling Er's waist with one hand and grabbed the wine cup in Luo Qingchen's hand with the other.
Without saying anything, he gently put the wine cup in front of Feng Ling Er's mouth.
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