Yue Wenyu drank all the wine in the glass in one sip, and only looked down at the cup in front of him. A strange color flashed in his eyes, but it was not obvious.

Wu Yu narrowed his eyes, one hand passed through Yunwu's silk, and gently slid down, as if he was stroking a cat, while the other hand slowly raised the wine bottle and sipped slowly. His eyes were of different colors, and when he narrowed slightly, he gave people a sense of mystery and couldn't see through what he was thinking.

Only Yun Wu, who was lying on his lap, frowned slightly, as if she was enduring the pain.

It turned out that he slid into her silk hand, and at some point he had already clenched her long and hurt a few strands of silk.

She snuggled in his arms like a cat. When the pain was unbearable, she couldn't help but raise her slightly, and her slightly closed eyes opened a little, and Deyang's figure suddenly reflected in her pupils, making her eyebrows frown even tighter.

It seemed as if a sleeping beast was suddenly awakened, which made her tremble uncontrollably. The fear came from the depths of her soul and made her unable to rest.

Wu Yu felt her stiffness, smiled slightly, grabbed her silk hand and used a little force, making her slender neck straighter. He leaned over and said, "Don't you feel anything when you see the old master?"

Yun Wu gritted her teeth, smiled gently, raised her head and bit his earlobe softly, and said with an air blowing like an orchid: "I didn't feel anything just now, but now, why did Yun Wu suddenly feel a sense of crisis?"

As she said that, she glanced at Wu Yu with her watery eyes, and a smiley expression on the corner of her mouth, as if she was sure of something.

Wu Yu's eyes became darker and there seemed to be a hidden anger in his eyes. He stared at Yun Wu and said in a deep voice: "Yun Wu, although you are my favorite concubine now, you are just a favorite concubine, no different from a pet. Don't forget your identity just because I spoil you, and want to guess your noble's thoughts!"

After saying that, he suddenly exerted force and grabbed Yun Wu's head and threw her aside. Yun Wu was so painful that she didn't dare to scream. After being thrown aside, he could only obediently crawl at his feet to show his surrender.

Since Xiahou Yongli "takes over" Deyang, Xue Ling has been standing aside easily. At this time, the situation on Yun Wu was clearly visible. She squinted her eyes and did not hide the disdain in her eyes. Seeing that Yun Wu was thrown aside by Wu Yu casually, as if she was throwing a pet like a cat and dog, she couldn't help but curl her lips and turn her eyes away.

Nangong Mo was adjacent to Wu Yu, and saw this and couldn't help but smile: "Why, this cat bit the prince?"

Wu Yu turned his eyes and looked at Nangong Mo, smiled slightly, and asked back without answering, "Didn't Da Shang send you and Grand Secretary Xue here this time? Why didn't Grand Secretary Xue see you?"

Nangong Mo smiled slightly and said disrespectfully: "Sir Xue is a gentleman of the great Shang Dynasty. He has long admired the scenery of the northern country. I must have forgotten the time when I saw the snow. In the past, it was not surprising that this was often done in the Da Shang Dynasty."

After hearing this, Wu Yu smiled slightly and said with some meaning: "So that's it, but the roads in the north are rugged and there are many forks. Don't be lost."

Nangong Mo suddenly realized and immediately bowed to Wu Yu: "Thank you for your reminder, there is really a possibility of getting lost! I will send someone to look for it in the next moment."

"You're welcome." Wu Yu also pretended not to know.

While the two of them were talking, Xiahou Yongli had already pulled Deyang to sit in the table, while the other women followed the queen to congratulate Lord Yun Qian.

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Chapter completed!