"Are you still used to living in the palace these days?"

On the tiles of the Great Inner Palace, two men sat facing the moon, with seven or eight wine jars standing beside them.

"Shangke, it would be better if your sister didn't bother me often."

Xie Xiaoyun changed into a brand new indigo blue Taoist robe and a Hunan-colored gold silk belt around his waist. It looked very expensive. Even the plain white cloud socks and ink-black ten-sided shoes on his feet were exquisitely embroidered with luxurious dark patterns, revealing a full smell of money.

"Hahahahaha! Zi Yuan is really happy with you, don't you think about it anymore?"

Zhao Yu smiled loudly when he heard this, and drank with Xie Xiaoyun on the altar.

"I am a monk and is not suitable for Ling Mei. Besides, Ling Mei is a king of gold, and she is loved by thousands of people. What kind of virtue is I? I can match Princess Ziyuan. The emperor should let me go and find another good talent."

As soon as Xie Xiaoyun mentioned this, he didn't even have the interest in drinking. Then he put down the wine jar and bowed deeply and begged for mercy, with a very helpless tone.

"Don't give me this set. I say you are good at it. Besides, you Taoist priests cannot marry a wife. Besides, you are not unaware of Zi Yuan's character. She is not a common person who likes someone. She finally sees you, it's really a flowering iron tree. I don't think you are a superficial person who focuses on appearance. As long as you are willing to marry Zi Yuan, let alone the ice spirit lotus, the rare and rare grass in the world, as long as you speak, I can find you, and...

"You are wrong! I am just a superficial person. I also like beautiful and beautiful ladies. I... I even like young men with fine skin and tender flesh."

Xie Xiaoyun bit his teeth, and even his cheeks became hot in order to refuse what he said.

"Hahahaha, this is even better. I will talk to Ling Mei and I will send you some beautiful women and teenagers to ensure that they are all beautiful and satisfy you!"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he clapped his hands excitedly and immediately wanted to settle the matter: "I will send someone to you tomorrow. I will go to help you persuade Zi Yuan. I will leave it to me. It is absolutely no problem!"

It's a trick girl!

Xie Xiaoyun held his forehead with his hands, but he was extremely helpless. He didn't expect that Zhao Yu would even cheat his sister in order to keep him.

"Tomorrow is the day of the agreement. I took the Ice Spirit Lotus and I will leave..."

Xie Xiaoyun ignored the various temptations thrown by Zhao Yu and did not want to be entangled on this topic for too long.

Zhao Yu arched Xie Xiaoyun with a narrow face and said, "Don't do this, just stay here. You have tasted a mere corner of the world's fine wine I collected. Isn't it great to stay in the inner room and drink with me every day?"

The beauty failed to make a plan, so she had to use the wine plan.

Xie Xiaoyun glanced at Zhao Yu.

Although Zhao Yu concealed it very well, Xie Xiaoyun still saw the deep loneliness and deep powerlessness in his eyes.

As soon as he stood, there was already a little silver thread in his hair. The once elegant and upright boy had only fatigue and sorrow that could not be dissolved in his eyebrows.

"You once said you want to stand at the top of the world. Now you have done it, but are you really happy to be locked in this deep palace in the red wall?"

After a while of silence, Xie Xiaoyun suddenly asked.

Zhao Yu was stunned when he asked this. He looked at Gu Yue in the sky and suddenly felt that the tiles sitting on the hall were so cold.

"Ha, you also said that you would enter the ultimate realm, but what about you now? You were tied to this deep palace by Zi Yuan. As long as I say a word, you will stay here like me."

Zhao Yu looked straight into Xie Xiaoyun's eyes, his eyes sharp and domineering.

However, Xie Xiaoyun's eyes were as clear as an ancient well. Zhao Yu only saw himself, which made him deeply hurt himself.

"You can't keep me, and you won't do that."

Xie Xiaoyun staggered the topic again, shook his head, picked up the wine jar and took a sip on his own.

Zhao Yu noticed something keenly, and then thought of his appearance when he first met Xie Xiaoyun. He looked at his current decadent state of no martial arts and could not hide his decadence. He was not the genius boy who used to be the sword in the world and was invincible in fighting.

"What have you experienced over the years? Why did you become like this?"

"It's better not to mention it!"

Xie Xiaoyun smiled, threw away the empty wine jar in his hand, snatched the wine jar in Zhao Yu's hand, and started drinking it in big gulp.

When several great stewards in the distance saw this scene, their eyes twitched and they were a little angry.
Chapter completed!