Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 538
Mo Yuncong's face was strangely pale.

Already kneeling on the ground, he took the initiative to plead guilty: "The minister is clumsy, and the king is disrespectful, please punish me long live."

Mo Yuntian's face sank like water, looked at him, and said slowly: "I'm fine, but you lost your dignity in front of the King of Huanglong Kingdom..."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor of Huanglong Kingdom smiled slightly and said: "Uncle, An Lehou also made an unintentional mistake. At this time, the monarch and his ministers should have fun together, so I will punish him with three cups. It is the right to make amends."

Mo Yuncong was originally an important minister of the monarch of Mohuang Kingdom.

Mo Yuntian naturally didn't want to punish him for such a trivial matter.

Hearing what the King of Huanglong Kingdom said, it happened to be down the stairs.

He waved his hand: "Okay, for the sake of King Huanglong, I will spare you this time. Why don't you hurry up and apologize to King Huanglong and his wife?"

"Yes! I'm going now."

Mo Yuncong poured a glass of wine and walked to King Huanglong's table.

He saluted deeply: "Thank Your Majesty for not blaming Yun Cong for his crime of disrespect, Yun Cong punishes himself with three cups here."

Drank the wine in the glass.

While he was talking, he looked at He Yunyan out of the corner of his eye.

He Yunyan put on light makeup on her face, and the rouge and gouache made her cheeks blush.

At this moment, she was holding a cup of tea with a slight smile on her lips.

It looks noble and dignified, without any abnormality.

Lord Huanglong smiled faintly, and looked at Mo Yuncong calmly: "Marquis An Le is really refreshing..."

He turned his head to He Yunyan and said, "Wuyou, shall we punish An Lehou for a few more drinks?"

He Yunyan smiled slightly, her voice was soft like spring water: "Your Majesty, it's all up to you."

"Okay! Then punish An Lehou a few more cups!"

Lord Huanglong seemed to be in high spirits.

Looking up at Mo Yuncong: "Marquis Anle is a good drinker, can you have a few more drinks with me?"

A difficult expression flashed across Mo Yuncong's long and narrow eyes.
Although he tried his best to remain calm, the fingertips holding the wine glass turned slightly pale, and his face was even more terrifyingly pale.
(End of this chapter)