Yaling held the wine jug in both hands, with a shy smile on her face, and slowly walked towards the night, her snow-white dress was luxurious, like a piece of snowflakes shining with golden light falling on her.

Ye Yu remained silent, sitting upright in his seat, watching Yaling approach step by step, his eyes calm and waveless.

Yaling stood still in front of him, raised the wine jug, and said in a sweet voice: "The ice flower wine brewed by the little girl herself, please taste it with His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Ye You's expression remained unchanged, he didn't say a word, he only bowed his head slightly, which was considered to be agreed.

With Ye You's permission, Ya Ling immediately raised the wine jug and poured it into Ye You's wine glass, and the fragrant elixir jade liquid flowed out of the wine jug, and the wine glass was quickly filled.

"Your Highness, please. Yaling's palms made an inviting motion, and a pair of watery eyes looked at Ye Yu without blinking.

Ye You stretched out his hand to pick up the wine glass, looking at the elixir and jade dew in the cup, and many thoughts had turned in his heart.

The Styx family wasn't stupid enough to poison in public, and the Styx family was his mother's family, and the Night Shadow decided that the person they were more willing to support was himself, so the drink was safe.

He raised the wine glass to his lips and drank it all without hesitation, only to feel that his mouth was cold, and the cold fragrance overflowed his lips and tongue, and the aftertaste was long, and the wine fell into his throat and stomach, and the cold disappeared, but there were wisps of warmth.

"Good wine!" Ye Yu praised.

Yaling looked overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to pour another cup by Ye You.

Ye You didn't pick it up immediately, but glanced at Yaling and said, "How can I have such a good wine alone?" ”

Yaling was smiling proudly and happily after being praised, and Ye You's second sentence made her smile stiffen, asking her to pour wine for the patriarchs?

But she had already poured wine for Ye Yu just now, and Ye Yu had also spoken, and she could not openly disobey the orders of His Royal Highness the Prince.

Just when Yaling was hesitating, a voice said loudly: "Miss Yaling, hurry up, the old man also wants to taste your ice flower wine, should you be unwilling?"

The person who spoke was Lian Fu, the patriarch of the Phantom Spirit Family, and he looked at Yaling with a smile, quite like a good show.

Meng Yu, who was sitting beside him, also glanced at Yaling with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and then lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes covering the coldness and mockery in his eyes.

As soon as the patriarch of Lian Fu said that Yaling was even more difficult to ride the tiger, if she didn't pour wine, she would say that she was unwilling, the status of the eight major families was equal, even if she was arrogant, she knew that she should not offend the other seven families at the banquet at the same time.

She had to take the wine jug and start to act, pouring wine for the patriarchs one by one, but in the end, she was angry in her heart, and when she walked in front of Lianfu, the wine jug was raised, but no wine was poured out, Yaling put down the wine jug and said to Lianfu: "I'm sorry, Uncle Lianfu, the wine is gone." ”

Although he said "I'm sorry", there was no trace of embarrassment in his expression.

Lian Fu's smile was a little colder, and he said in a weird manner: "It seems that the old man doesn't have this mouth!"

Yaling ignored him, turned back to his seat and sat down, his head down and his mouth sulking.

Glenn looked at his only daughter, feeling sorry for her being deliberately made difficult, and angry that she didn't know the general situation, and also complained that Ye Yu didn't think about Yaling, and was even more angry that Lian Fu deliberately caused trouble.

Lian Fu sighed, turned to Yeyou and said: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you said that you want to help the fun, but this Xing didn't help, so it's better to let Mengyu perform a small show, what does Your Highness think?"

"Yes, please. Ye You's expression was still faint, as if the two women who took turns to play had nothing to do with him.

With just the right smile on her face, Meng Yu had neither the indifference of a giant from a thousand miles away, nor the overly flattering enthusiasm, she walked to the center of the hall, bowed slightly to Ye Yu in a graceful manner, and then pleaded: "The little girl needs a musician, I hope His Highness will allow him to enter the banquet hall." ”

"That's right. Ye Yu wanted to see what ** soup Meng Yu had prepared for him.

Soon, an elderly musician was brought in, his beard had turned gray, and he knelt in an inconspicuous corner under the arrangement of the little servant, holding an instrument similar to the erhu in his hand.

The musician stabilized his body, took the instrument, and the beautiful and soothing tune flowed out naturally like a mountain stream, he was just an ordinary person, and he did not use the power of magic, but the power of music was very deep, and the music moved with his heart, and it could also make people listen attentively, and the case was amazing.

Mengyu, who had been standing in the middle of the hall, began to move, she was dancing to the beat of the music, and the corners of her skirt seemed to be flying through people's hearts.

At the beginning, the tune is slow and melodious, like a light rain wetting the apricot blossoms of the buds, like the spring breeze blowing the graceful weeping willows, like white clouds flying in the sky.

After a while, the tempo of the music began to pick up, the light rain turned into a torrential rain, the apricot blossoms swayed rapidly in the rain, the spring breeze turned into a gale wind, the soft willows began to be frivolous and confused, and the white clouds changed in an instant, as if time had passed many years unconsciously.

The tune is like climbing a mountain, a mountain is higher than a mountain, the level of the musician is indeed extraordinary, when I listen to it, I think this mountain is the highest, and when I climb to the top of the mountain, I know that there is a mountain outside the mountain.

Mengyu's spinning body is also getting faster and faster, I thought this state was the limit, but I didn't expect that as the tune was raised, she rotated more quickly, but the rhythm was not impatient, and her gestures were still charming and moving.

A hundred flowers compete for beauty, and it seems that she is the most beautiful and unparalleled flower.

I don't know when, a few colorful butterflies flew in the banquet hall, as if inspired by Mengyu, dancing with her dancing figure, butterflies like people, people like butterflies.

Xiaomeng also watched it with relish, the discussions and deliberations in her impression were boring things, if it weren't for seeing Yun Cheng and Qin Sisi, she wouldn't want to come to such a gathering, but she didn't expect that there were not only delicacies at the banquet, but also such a beautiful program.

She doesn't like Yaling, and she has heard that the Phantom Family is scheming, but this does not affect her mood to watch the show, the show is good-looking, it doesn't matter who she is.

But when he saw that almost everyone in the hall, including Yun Cheng, was fixed on Meng Yu, Xiao Meng gradually tasted a little wrong, these two programs were exquisitely conceived and beautiful, and Meng Yu even brought musicians with them, so it can be seen that it was definitely not a whim.

She leaned into Jingjing's ear and asked in a low voice, "Second sister, what are these two girls doing?"

Jingjing has been bowing her head and eyes since Mengyu came on the stage, the music is not in her ears, and the beauty is not in her eyes, as if the old monk is in a fixed state.