Mo Ye put away the little milk dog who was acting coquettishly and shamelessly just now, and his whole person suddenly became indifferent, "No see! Let me say that the king has already rested."
"You can hide for a while, but can you hide for a lifetime?"
Yun Wanning squinted at him.
"I don't know what my wife's opinion is?"
Mo Ye came over again.
"Get off."
Yun Wanning kicked him, "I just returned to Beijing to clean up the mess for you? I'm still injured! Doctor Yang said that I can't go to the ground after being injured for a hundred days!"
How could Mo Ye be willing to let her go to the ground?
I heard that the eldest prince of Beijun is a villain who has a good eye for color.
What should I do if I see Ning'er's beauty and have thoughts that I shouldn't have?
"I'm going to see him."
Mo Ye ordered Ruyan without turning his head, "The eldest prince, please sit in the main hall for a while, and the king will come right away."
Ning'er was right.
If you don't deal with this mess, if you don't see me today, they will definitely come back tomorrow!
Simply take one step at a time and completely dispel their thoughts.
So, Mo Ye told Yun Wanning softly, "You are so good to rest, I will come when I go. If I come back late, don't wait for me, you go to sleep first."
"knew."
Yun Wanning nodded obediently rarely.
Seeing him get up, she also warned, "After all, they are here to celebrate Father's birthday, so don't fall out, so as not to make everyone look bad."
"Um."
Mo Ye turned around and left.
Before entering the main hall, I heard a slightly blunt male voice from inside, "Bah! What kind of tea is this?"
The servant girl of the royal residence replied, "Prince, this is the most famous Tianshan Snow Water in South County, and it is the best tea."
"The best tea?"
The man snorted again, "My prince is drinking, the most famous tea in South County is not very good! It's not even as good as the lowest tea in North County!"
"This kind of tea is for the lowest-level people in our North County! Just like you!"
Hearing this, Mo Ye's eyes were a little colder, darker than the coming night.
Just now Ning'er told him not to tear himself apart with the eldest prince of Beijun.
Look at this thing, didn't you come here on purpose to find fault? !
If this can be tolerated, he will write Mo Ye's name upside down!
With a gloomy face, Mo Ye stepped into the main hall.
I saw the little maid standing aside with her hands down, with an embarrassed expression on her face, but gritted her teeth to argue with the First Prince of Beijun, "The First Prince's words are not right."
"Nanjun and Beijun have a humid and warm climate, while the other has a dry and cold climate. Naturally, the tea produced cannot be compared."
"If the eldest prince thinks that your Beijun tea is good, the slaves will not deny it."
"But the eldest prince can't think that the tea in our South County is not good because of this!"
The little servant girl said carefully, "If the eldest prince thinks that the high-quality tea from our palace cannot enter your mouth, I will just go and change it for you!"
"After all, the slaves have also heard that people in Beijun like to drink bitter tea, not the silky and sweet tea like Tianshan Xueshui!"
The First Prince of Beijun was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect that a small servant girl in Ming Palace would dare to choke with him? !
"Bold! How dare you talk to me like this?!"
He slammed the teacup in his hand, and stood up with a "bass".
Looking at it, he raised his hand to slap the maid
Mo Ye's figure flashed, and he directly grabbed his hand, "What is the eldest prince doing? Now that autumn is cool and refreshing, why is the eldest prince still restless?"
The little maid is ready to be beaten.
She dared to quarrel with the eldest prince of Beijun because she could not allow him to humiliate Ming Palace and Nanjun!
But if he wants to hit someone, the little maid can only bear it.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she heard her prince's voice ringing in her ears.
The little maid suddenly opened her eyes, only to see Mo Ye standing in front of her, staring at the eldest prince of Beijun with a half-smile.
"A hundred miles long, this is not Beijun."
The eldest prince of Beijun, named Baili Changfang, is Baili Qingqing's half-brother.
North County is no better than South County.
The prince of Nanjun will be crowned king once he reaches the crown.
However, among the princes of Beijun, there is no such thing as a king, and only the brother of the emperor of Beijun is the king. Unless these princes are established as princes or enthroned as emperors, they will be princes for life.
Mo Ye had already heard that a prince had been established in Beijun.
It's just that this time for Mo Zongran's birthday, Beijun did not send the prince to celebrate his birthday, but only sent the eldest prince and the third princess
How could Mo Ye not guess the intention?
He doesn't pay much attention to this Baili Changfang at all!
Baili Changfang's hand was held by Mo Ye, seeing that he didn't use any strength, but Baili Changfang's expression had changed from the pain, and sweat was dripping on his forehead.
He only felt that the hand held by Mo Ye seemed to be clamped by iron pliers.
He tried his best, but he couldn't get out!
What on earth does this man do, how can he have such great strength? !
Baili Changfang was discouraged.
He simply stopped struggling and just gritted his teeth to support his face, "Master Ming, is this how you treat guests?"
Only then did Mo Ye slowly let go of his hand.
He watched with cold eyes that Baili Changfang suddenly withdrew his hand, and kept pinching and loosening his right hand in order to relieve the severe pain in his right hand.
His right hand was already red and swollen, but he was embarrassed to rub it and blow it because of his feelings.
Mo Ye sneered inwardly, "Prince, is this how you are a guest?"
"Ming Wang, the little maid in your house is really sharp-tongued! This is the first time this prince has seen such an arrogant servant!"
Baili Changfang was wronged, he didn't dare to face Mo Ye squarely, and he didn't dare to accept his words just now.
Therefore, he changed the subject and looked at the little maid behind Mo Ye, looking like he was going to eat people.
"That's because the First Prince is ignorant."
Mo Ye told the little maid, "Go down."
"Yes, my lord."
The servant girl wanted to leave, but she listened to Mo Ye's order, "Since the eldest prince likes to drink bitter tea, I will go to the tea house to buy two liang. Remember, I want the bitterest kind."
"Yes, my lord."
The servant girl understood what Mo Ye meant and hurried out.
Only then did Mo Ye take a slow look at Baili Changfang, "Prince, I'm sorry."
"The bitter tea you want is not available in my palace. After all, we people in Nanjun don't drink bitter tea, regardless of our status."
The implication is that the best tea in your North County is the lowest in our South County!
"We Nanjun people like sweetness, no matter tea or life."
How could he not know that Baili Changfang lied as soon as he opened his mouth?
Song Ziyu has traveled to the four countries and knows the customs of each country best.
The current relationship between Mo Ye and Song Ziyu is both an enemy and a friendbut he has never heard Song Ziyu mention that the people of Beijun still have such a weird habit!
Baili Changfang humiliated Prince Ming's Mansion and Nanjun when he entered the door, but he just wanted to give Mo Ye a blow!
Who would have thought that the majesty did not succeed, but Mo Ye severely suppressed her arrogance!
Baili Changfang gritted his teeth immediately, but couldn't find anything to refute!
After a while, he said viciously, "Ming Wang, this prince is here today to settle accounts with you!"
"Settling accounts?"
Mo Ye smiled slightly, with deep eyes, "It just so happens that this king also has a debt to settle with the First Prince" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com