Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 489 The Most Sober Confusion

It seems that Mr. Binbai really valued love and righteousness, and cared about the life-saving grace of the third emperor brother to him in the past.

It's a pity that with a stupid and stupid person like Brother Sanhuang, I'm afraid he is doomed to let down the "loyalty" of his husband.

Mo Shu looked away without any trace, and then raised the agate wine cup in his palm again.

The spy who went to place the letter had already returned at this time, and closed his jaw almost imperceptibly at him. The young man understood it, and immediately closed his eyes for a moment to brew his emotions, and easily suppressed the tears in his eyes.

"Third brother, it is said that the kinship within the Tian family is weak, and people in this world are used to passing through the belly—" Mo Shuyuan said with red eyes, and he said it sincerely. She squeezed out two teardrops.

"But I really feel that only you and my brother in this dynasty can have a complete heart-to-heart relationship..."

"However, there are always those shameless people who don't look good at us in this court. They go around and try to drive apart the brotherhood between you and me—"

"I just reprimanded one of them yesterday. I don't know if third brother has ever met such a bastard before?" Mo Shuyuan pointed out something, while raising his hand to fill Mo Shuyun's cup, "Come on, little brother, respect again." You drink."

He had quite a bit of wine in his own glass, but Mo Shuyun had already drank almost a full jar.

This Zhuyeqing is originally a spirit brewed twice, and an ordinary person can get slightly drunk after three cups, let alone someone like Mo Shuyun who doesn't drink much?

When this glass of fine wine entered his throat, his brain, which had been muddled and sticky for a long time, suddenly became sticky and chaotic.

"Yes—yes, of course—" Mo Shuyun's head touched the table, his forearm holding the wine cup was dangling, his tongue was hanging out, and he was talking back to Mo Shuyuan's words in a daze. Like a piece of paste.

"Someone told me in the past that you didn't treat me sincerely, fifth brother, and that uncle only treated me as a very controllable puppet—"

"Ha--hahaha!" Mo Shuyun laughed like a maniac, he stuck his chin, and accidentally spilled the remaining two layers of wine in the glass with a shake of his hand.

The light green wine, as if the branches were fresh green, trickled down his wrists into his clothes, and formed two light-colored balls on the snow-colored sleeves.

"It's all, it's all a joke—"

"They just know how to fool His Highness!" Mo Shuyun muttered against the stone table, "I thought that my Highness would be fooled—hey! Just kidding, that's my real uncle!"

"You, fifth brother, you are my blood brother—"

"If I can't even trust my own brother and uncle, who else can I trust in this world? Hahaha! These idiots!"

"Idiot..." Feeling drunk, Mo Shuyun slowly closed his eyes uncontrollably, the world in front of him had already become dizzy.

The water vapor in his eyes filled his pupils, and he couldn't see how much fried food lo mei was left on the table, nor could he see clearly whether the smile on Zuo Mo Shuyuan's face was happy or sad.

He only knew that he had never been so awake like this moment, and had never been so confused like this moment.

He was like a dilapidated boat floating in the middle of the lake, he had no strength to struggle inch by inch from the center of the lake to the other side, nor was he willing to just drown in the icy water of the lake.

He seems a little tired.

Mo Shuyun silently trembled his eyelashes.

Mo Shuyuan saw that his own spies had successfully captured him, and his third brother was already drunk, so he simply found an excuse at random, and then staggered up with the spies' support to talk to Mo Shu. Yun said goodbye.

"Third brother, little brother, hiccup, I really can't handle drinking, and now my head is starting to hurt." Mo Shuyuan supported his head and hiccupped falsely, "I'll drink here first, little brother, let's say goodbye. Two brothers, we will meet again when we have time—"

"Okay! Get together! Let's get together another day!" Mo Shuyun stretched his arms and shook his hand, "You all—quickly, go out to the hall to see off His Highness Fifth—"

"Here." Several maids and servants standing outside the pavilion saluted in response, and a large group of people surrounded the young man in fine clothes and walked out.

Seeing this, Feng Yuan, who hid behind the rockery and looked at it for a long time, silently brought out the bowl of hangover soup that he had prepared for a long time.

"Your Highness, you are drunk, why don't you get up and drink some hangover soup." Feng Yuan slightly lowered his voice, and stepped forward to pat the young man's back.

Mo Shuyun never moved.

"Your Highness?" Feng Yuan frowned, hastily and carefully helped the young man who seemed to be a puddle of drunk, and then carefully fed him the bowl of hangover soup.

After the decoction entered his stomach, Mo Shuyun's eyes finally saw three points of clarity. Seeing this, Feng Yuan also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Your Highness, don't blame this subordinate for talking too much, it's just that Fifth Highness...you really shouldn't get too close to him." Feng Yuan put the spoon and porcelain bowl, and couldn't help but frowned and reminded the young man, "He The city is too deep."

"You can't beat him. You are so close to him. I'm afraid you will suffer in the future."

"...What?" Mo Shuyun was silent for a while when he heard the words, and then slowly opened his mouth, "Now, even you, Binbai, want to speak out to provoke the brotherhood between me and my fifth brother?"

"Your Highness, you misunderstood, this subordinate didn't mean that." Feng Yuan waved his hands, trying to reason with him, "This subordinate means..."

"Mr. Feng!" Mo Shuyun suddenly raised his voice, interrupting Feng Yuan's words abruptly, "Sir, my fifth younger brother and I are brothers of the same origin, we must support each other in court."

"Sir, please don't mention this kind of thing in the future!"

Feng Yuan closed his mouth when he heard the words, and after a while he lowered his head and said "here".

Mo Shuyun silently raised his head and stared at him for a moment, then brushed his sleeves without saying a word.

When he got up, the drunkenness in the young man's eyes faded instantly, and his pupils were also clear.

In fact, none of them knew that he would not be drunk.

No matter how much you drink, you won't get drunk.

He'll just keep drinking and waking up—

The more you drink, the more sober you become.

The young man lowered his eyes slowly, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. He was the only one who knew this secret in this world. His uncle didn't know it, his fifth brother didn't know it, and even his mother and concubine didn't know it.

He obviously won't get drunk, but he loves the spicy taste for no reason; it's like he understands that they really treat him as a puppet, but he still wants to paralyze himself over and over again.

So what is it that he loves?

What is he looking forward to?

Mo Shuyun dragged faintly heavy steps, step by step, slowly stepped into the study.

Everything in the room seemed to remain the same as when he left, the young man looked down at the threshold that had been wiped spotless, and let out a low sneer from his lips.

He stood still in the room for a long time, so long that the strong alcohol in his belly kept burning in his stomach.

Mo Shuyun quietly raised his hand, and gently stroked the hidden compartment behind the bookshelf. He wanted to unscrew the mechanism, but the moment his fingertip touched the compartment, his fingertips suddenly froze.

……never mind.

Let him paralyze himself for the last time.

　. .Today is a numb mink

　　How should I put it... Mo Shuyun didn't make much appearances before

　　Before writing this one, I thought he was the kind

　　It's very annoying, it's the kind that throws money and isn't very smart anyway

　　result. .

　　In the end, halfway through writing, I think he said that is not right.
　　This is so... this calf is quite sober, aren't you stupid? ? ?
　　You are not stupid, you are so...

　　Then I calmed down, turned around and thought about his origin
　　His mother, an unfavored concubine, with a low status, a member of the Hou family

　　……Oh.

　　Hey……

　　At once.

　　quite desperate
　　I'm numb

　　
　
(End of this chapter)