"Brother Wang, Sister - in - law Wang, you're here!" Mu Yichen greeted them with excitement on his face.
Mo Qinghuan and Mu Yanming were pulled by the couple to sit in the main seats.
However, she noticed that the dishes on the table were all things like fish and shrimp that could cause inflammation, and there were two empty seats, which meant there should be someone else who hadn't arrived yet.
She just wondered who had such a big ego. Even though Mu Yanming had already arrived, that person still hadn't shown up.
Just as she was thinking, the door was pushed open, and Mu Shengze walked in supporting Min Feiyan.
"Brother Emperor, come and sit quickly. We've been waiting for you guys."
Mu Shengze and Min Feiyan sat on the right side of Mu Yanming, while Mu Yichen and his wife sat on the left.
After everyone was seated, Mu Yichen stood up with a wine cup in his hand. "Brother Wang, Brother Emperor, I'd like to offer you a toast. Thank you for taking care of me all these years."
Mu Shengze also stood up with a wine cup. He looked at Mu Yanming, smiling as he said, "Brother Wang, Brother Yi and I have been useless. All these years, thanks to you, Li Country has been so stable. Today, on behalf of Father Emperor, we two thank you for your dedication to Li Country all these years."
Mo Qinghuan watched the two brothers singing in harmony. Then she looked at the dishes on the table and the strong liquor in front of them. Suddenly, she understood something.
So, when she saw Mu Yanming picking up the wine cup and about to drink, she spoke up to interrupt them.
"Wait a minute."
As soon as she said this, the Mu Shengze brothers suddenly looked at Mo Qinghuan. "What's the matter, Sister - in - law Wang?"
She smiled and took the wine cup from Mu Yanming's hand.
"I don't mean to spoil your fun, but you may not know that the Prince..." She looked at Mu Yanming, with grief on her face. "The Prince has overworked himself and suffered from heart disease. He can't drink alcohol."
Mu Shengze gave an awkward laugh. "Really? We really didn't know that. But at General Ningyuan's wedding yesterday, I remember Brother Wang drank a lot."
Mo Qinghuan gave a bright smile. "Yesterday was a happy occasion... Naturally, the Prince..." He had to give General Ningyuan face. She didn't finish this half - sentence.
Mu Yanming had already taken the wine cup from her hand.
There was no trace of emotion in his cold eyes, and his voice was as cold as ever. "Huan'er, don't be naughty. It's rare for the two younger brothers to think of me. So, I must drink this wine today."
Hearing this, Mu Shengze laughed. He looked at Min Feiyan, and there was tender love in his glass - like eyes. "Yan'er, see? It's Sister - in - law Wang who loves Brother Wang, so she doesn't let him drink."
Min Feiyan also covered her face with her hand and laughed.
Mo Qinghuan blushed with embarrassment because of what Mu Shengze said. To cover up her embarrassment, she picked up the wine in front of her and drank it.
"Sister - in - law Wang has a good capacity for alcohol." Mu Yichen joked with a smile.
Mo Qinghuan was really embarrassed by these two people, so she had to lower her head and say nothing.
"Brother Wang, we must get drunk today." Mu Yichen was enjoying his drink, and virtual shadows began to appear in front of his eyes.
"Don't just drink, Brother Wang. Try the signature dish of Jujun Tower, the drunken crab."
As he said this, he picked up a big crab and put it in Mu Yanming's bowl.
Mo Qinghuan felt a little lucky in her heart. Fortunately, Mu Yanming had come back last night. Otherwise, if Lu Zixiu had come to the banquet on his behalf today, eating these things, plus the cold weather, the wound might not heal for a month.
These two people's intentions were so vicious. She had even tried her best to treat Min Feiyan's illness.
But in the blink of an eye, these two brothers had joined hands against Mu Yanming.
It was imaginable that if Mu Yanming fell, what would happen to her...
Thinking of this, she took the plate in front of Mu Yanming and began to deal with the crab meat for him.
At this time, Mu Yichen drank a few more cups on his own and then really got drunk.
He raised his wine cup in the direction of Leng Nier and said, "Eldest Brother Emperor, drink."
Leng Nier supported Mu Yichen and gave an embarrassed smile to everyone. "Your Highness is drunk. I'll help Your Highness go back first."
Min Feiyan watched Leng Nier's movements and suddenly said, "Second Brother has always had a good capacity for alcohol. Why is he so drunk today?"
After Mo Qinghuan finished dealing with the crab meat, she pushed the plate in front of Mu Yanming. Mu Yanming picked up his chopsticks and ate very gracefully.
And Mu Yichen was leaning on Leng Nier's shoulder at this time. He seemed to be very drunk.
However, when Mo Qinghuan looked at Leng Nier, she found that Leng Nier didn't seem to use much strength to support him. On the contrary, it seemed that Mu Yichen was propping up his own body.
"Maybe the wine is too strong. I'll help him go back first." As she said this, she helped the man away.
Mo Qinghuan's eyes followed Mu Yichen's steps until he walked out of the door.
After Mu Yichen left, Mu Shengze still seemed not satisfied. He directly picked up a wine jar and came in front of Mu Yanming.
"Brother Wang, I didn't drink enough yesterday. Today, I must compete with Brother Wang."
As he said this, he put his hand on Mu Yanming's shoulder. But unlike Mu Shengze's enthusiasm, Mu Yanming's face obviously darkened.
Seeing this, Min Feiyan quickly stepped forward to support Mu Shengze. "Your Highness, have you drunk too much?"
"Nonsense. I haven't drunk too much." He pointed at Min Feiyan's nose.
"Since you've drunk too much, go back." Mu Yanming put down his chopsticks. He had already finished the crab meat that Mo Qinghuan had dealt with for him in the plate.
Min Feiyan nodded and joked with a smile. "These two brothers are really making a fool of themselves today. They said they would invite Brother Wang to drink and get drunk. As a result, they're so drunk. It's really a joke for Brother Wang."
Mu Yanming didn't say a word. He hung his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
It was Mo Qinghuan who stood up and chatted with Min Feiyan for a few words. "Go back quickly. You need to take good care of your body. You shouldn't overwork yourself."
After Mo Qinghuan said this, she clearly felt Min Feiyan's body tremble.
She couldn't help sneering in her heart. These people's acting skills were so poor.
...
After coming out of Jujun Tower, Mu Yanming and Mo Qinghuan were sitting in the carriage.
She looked at Mu Yanming and said, "My Lord, don't you think the two princes' performances today are very strange?"
Mu Yanming sneered, and a beautiful arc appeared on his lips.
He leaned forward and got close to Mo Qinghuan's face. "Where do you think it's strange?"
The smell of alcohol on his breath sprayed on Mo Qinghuan's face. She couldn't help frowning. "Do you think the assassination last night was a joint effort of the two of them?"
Mu Yanming looked at Mo Qinghuan with a dazed look in his eyes. "Well, it's possible. But we don't have any evidence." He smiled, and his eyes curved. "No, even if we had evidence, we couldn't do anything to them!"
Mo Qinghuan felt Mu Yanming sigh. Suddenly, she felt a little sorry for Mu Yanming. Since he was born, he had been in the center of the power whirlpool. His parents had died because of the cruelty of the superior. And in order to avenge his parents and to survive, he had to become what he was now.
Thinking of this, she involuntarily reached out her hand and stroked Mu Yanming's face.