After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

"Huh? Why am I suddenly full?"

"It's not good to eat too much at dinner. Hey, I'll go get ready first..."

"Hiss, my mount is about to give birth, I have to go first!"

Dinner was not over yet, but many brothers said they had finished eating without even picking up their chopsticks, and then left quietly, their movements were quite smooth.

Of course, I couldn't help but feel relieved when I left.

They were all worried about Xiao Li.

After all, it is well known that he is rich, powerful, the best hidden dragon, and has a lucky wife. Who can resist him? What if a man comes and ruins his life by fighting with his lucky wife? Why are they here? Are they really here to help?

Now they can finally put their minds at ease.

When Fairy Han reached that station, it was already the limit of the nine heavens and ten earths.

This kind of insurmountable peak should not make people want to challenge it, and the question in their mind will change from "Can the Wangqi Douhun bring prosperity to me?" to "What is the merit and ability of the God Hammer Bully?"

"Bingtuozi, the candied sweet potato is delicious... huh? This one is dipped in vinegar..."

"I like sweet and sour."

Ying Bing stared at him expressionlessly.

Student Li's scalp tingled, and he could only press the candied sweet potato into the vinegar under her gaze, causing it to scream in fear.

"More."

"..."

The sugar threads on the sweet potato melted, and the vinegar instantly wrapped around it, soaking it into a pitch-black color. Then it was eaten into Bingtuozi's mouth, staining her lips purple.

It's like the black makeup in TV dramas...

"Bingtuozi, I actually have another purpose for hosting this meeting."

Li Mo's expression became serious.

"Oh."

"Think about it, when we were in Southern Xinjiang, the Zhennan Army was short of food and pay. I had all the money, but I couldn't help them. It wouldn't have been legitimate for me to support them. But as long as I hosted the Hundred Flowers Conference, I would have room to maneuver."

Li Mo was not satisfied with the feedback he received from his investment.

So Xiao Li had a genius idea.

Why not find a reason to bring the Prince of Zhennan's Palace into it as well?

After all, those adults want money and are not interested in things like supplies...

Li Mo explained his plan in detail, and Ying Bing listened quietly.

Yes, Shang Qinqing who was not far away was also listening.

"Xiao Bing'er and that kid Li Mo seem to be having a conflict. What's so good about that?"

Qin Yuzhi swept the melon seed shells on the table and said helplessly.

"No, you don't understand the joy of chasing your wife to the crematorium..." Shang Qinqing listened with gusto.

Qin Yuzhi: “….”

She suspected that if Shang Qinqing took control of the Dream Path, he would commit suicide the next day with three sword strikes in his back...

"So that's how it is." Ying Bing's frowned brows relaxed slightly.

"And since you're ranked first on the Hundred Flowers Ranking, I naturally have to organize this event myself."

Li Mo suddenly spoke seriously again.

Well, that’s even the main reason.

Ying Bing looked to the side: "Got it."

"Hey, Bingtuozi, you're going to attend the event, so you have to pick out some clothes, right?"

"Do you want to see one black and one white again?"

"Just give me a separate event."

......

As summer is about to arrive in the imperial capital, the temperature seems to have changed little. Due to the Jiangshan design, the imperial city and the inner city are always like spring all year round, and the climate in the outer city is also better than other places.

The streets were quite busy at this time.

Before the Flower Festival even began, the atmosphere had already permeated the entire imperial capital. The lantern market was like a sea, and huge portraits were hung.

The fairies on the list actually have a lot of fans in the Imperial Capital, and the atmosphere is even better than that of the Hidden Dragon Conference.

After all, the Hundred Flowers Festival was the first of its kind, and it attracted more attention than the Hidden Dragon List.

The roof of Buyun Building.

The fireworks of the world seem to have receded here, stopping before the figure flowing in the moonlight.

Until she was pulled to sit in the arms of a certain Xiao Li, with her arms around her waist and her legs finding a place to rest...

Student Xiao Li is becoming more and more proficient now.

With a slight pose, it is quite consistent with the ergonomics of the ice ball.

If I have to point out the only shortcoming, it is probably that the position of the hammer is difficult to adjust, and it always makes Ying Bing frown.

"You obviously liked all the clothes just now."

"No, I don't think that's enough to bring out your temperament."

"But I clearly heard it."

"??"

Li Mo was stunned.

Just now when Bingtuozi was trying on clothes, he was clearly covering his nose and speaking righteously.

When did you say that?

"That's what Hammer said."

Li Mo: “…”

Everyone knows that Hammer Bao loves to make trouble.

Damn it, no amount of acting skills can overcome this weakness, right?

Ying Bing lowered her beautiful face, looked at him, and squinted her eyes for a long time.

She found that Xiao Li had a gentlemanly look on his face and his breath was warm, and no one would think that he had any bad intentions.

but.....

It seemed like he didn't even want others to look at him.

"You're not trying to hide me under the pretext of funding, are you?"

"!"

Student Li's heart skipped a beat.

How did Bingtuozi guess it? Is it so obvious?

When I looked up, our eyes met.

The night wind blew through the prosperous lights of the imperial capital, blowing her black hair and making Li Mo's neck a little itchy. Li Mo saw that her clear and cold face was full of smiles, like an older sister who found out that her younger brother was secretly eating something delicious.

Her facial features, a mixture of light and dark, make people want to stare at her all the time. If they look away for a second, it would be like losing a hundred million and they would not be able to bear it. But her smiling eyes make people feel uneasy and they dare not look into her eyes.

A mixture of pure and cold beauty and a half-smile scrutiny, beauty and entanglement spread like weeds in the heart...

Student Li suddenly realized.

It’s bad, this time it seems that he is in the control of the bad ice lump!

Why does this soft ice cube feel so oppressive when held in my arms?!

Li Mo could only nod:

"Yes, I just don't want others to see it. The Queen is also on the list, but I didn't see her dancing or anything."

"That's because His Majesty disagrees."

"He's just an emperor, if he's not happy about it, then I'm even less happy about it."

Li Mozhu plays a very treasonous role.

Ying Bing opened her mouth and felt something was wrong.

But Your Majesty and the Queen, aren’t they husband and wife?

so....

If we translate what Xiao Li said, doesn't it mean 'Only I can see my wife'?

As soon as this dangerous thought came to mind, Ying Bing's fingertips curled up unconsciously, unable to clench them tightly or open them, as if she had been electrocuted.

Li Mo didn't seem to notice that all he said was possessive, and he probably didn't notice that her heart was beating fast.

She didn't dare to look him in the eye anymore and rested her chin on his shoulder.

"What should we do if it's difficult?"

"The money's already been taken, is it difficult to deal with? Then don't do anything!"

Li Mo thought about it and thought that if he said this in front of the senior officials, his body would tremble and it would seem quite handsome.

But now only Bingtuozi can see this handsomeness.

Ying Bing pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Because she found that she couldn't even keep her mouth shut, and she didn't know who he learned this domineering attitude from.

If Xiao Li's next sentence was a proposal of marriage, she would find that she would be unable to refuse.

The ice in my heart? What's the ice or not?

This is not a question of whether it is transformed or not.

The water is almost boiling, and we can cook rice.