Chapter 558 Willing to Be His Majesty's Best Minister 41

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Xiao Mokuang's position was closer to Chu Ci than arranged.

This treacherous courtier almost put the table in front of him on the same level as Chu Ci's table.

This time, he was wearing a ochre-red robe, with golden silk threads protruding from the dragon pattern on the upper reaches of the fabric, a jade crown on his head, and black hair hanging down, which made him even more dignified, with a somewhat inexplicable feeling.

The daughter's family who was brought here by the courtiers couldn't help but blush, and looked up quietly from time to time, as if they had completely forgotten the cruel scene of the incident he launched more than a year ago.

Xiao Mokuang just leaned on the table lazily, because his awkward sitting posture made the distance between her and Chu Ci a little closer. There was wine in front of his table, and he had already had a small drink after the banquet started. Two or three cups down.

Now that he was getting closer, it was inevitable that Chu Ci could smell the clear scent of alcohol in the faint sandalwood on his body.

Afterwards, he probably became impatient with those people, he raised his brows slightly, and glanced around with half-smile eyes.

The girls who seemed to be still pregnant just now turned pale and lowered their heads in an instant.

Xiao Mokuang was satisfied now, turned his head to look at Chu Ci, and saw that Chu Ci was looking at the wine in his glass curiously.

He hooked his lips and smiled lightly, because of this red body, he was already twenty-six or seven years old, and he still showed a bit of youthfulness.

It's quite a young and romantic taste of someone in Moshang's family.

Today Chu Ci was also wearing a fire-colored gown embroidered with golden dragon patterns, which accentuated the girl's already delicate eyebrows and eyes with a bit of dignity.

There is an inexplicable match.

It's just that in the eyes of the other courtiers in the lower head, this is not the case, but they feel that the time for the Tai Tuo to seize the throne seems to be getting closer.

"This is a fine wine that has been brewed for twenty years. Although it has a mild taste, it has a strong stamina. Would you like to try it, Your Majesty?"

Chu Ci blinked her eyes and hesitated for a moment.

After all, the drinking capacity of this body seems to be extremely light, and he hasn't drunk much, but the smell of this wine is really good.

Xiao Mokuang took the unfilled small cup from Chu Ci's table and poured a small cup into it.

Looking at the girl's appearance, his eyes dimmed, and he spoke in a low voice, as if he was muttering to himself, or talking to Chu Ci, "It seems a little too much."

As he said this, he took Chu Ci's cup and drank half of it, until there was only a sip of wine left in the cup, and then the vicious beast who was used to rebellion put the small cup back in front of Chu Ci.

With bright eyes and a smile, "Your Majesty, you can use it less. Although you don't have to go to court tomorrow morning because of the big banquet, if you get drunk, it will be uncomfortable to get up tomorrow."

Almost none of the courtiers noticed the situation of Chu Ci and Xiao Mokuang on the high platform, they just focused on admiring the singing and dancing in front of them, Chu Ci mumbled in a low voice, and took the small sip of wine and drank it.

The taste is indeed very good, but after a short time, there will be bursts of heat from the stomach.

Xiao Mokuang drank another cup, watching Chu Ci swallow the wine, he frowned slightly, stuck out his tongue, and licked off the wine stains from the corner of his lips, he didn't know what he was thinking.

'Xiao Mokuang's love value +3, currently 68. '

Not long after, Chu Ci felt a feeling of dizziness, and the corners of his lips could not help but twitched. He really didn't know what to say to this body with such a small amount of alcohol. The two tables were close to each other. Mo Kuang's gaze casually fell on the wine glass in his hand, and Chu Ci stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of his clothes under the table.