The prince's banquet was unprecedentedly grand.

Before the banquet began, all the young ladies who came early gathered in groups to laugh.

Xiao Chengyu has always obediently followed behind Shen Qingyu, and after handing over the birthday gift, she took him to sit down.

"Sister-in-law. ”​

A crisp and beautiful voice came from above her head, and she raised her eyes slightly, and a pretty little face came into view.

"Ice butterflies. ”

The light of his eyes swept over Xiao Chengyu's body as if at random, Xiao Bingyu pursed his lips and smiled, and naturally squeezed to Shen Qingyu's side.

"I heard my grandfather say that in two days, you are going to take your brother to Xianyang?"

Her expression froze for a moment, and she smiled and bowed slightly.

In his heart, he turned a hundred times and thousands of times, although he would not be able to hide the people of Xiao Mansion when he went to Xianyang after all, but before the time came, the old prince actually revealed it?

"Grandfather said that there has been a miracle doctor in Xianyang recently, and he only hopes to cure the dementia of his brother. ”

The so-called miracle doctor, she doesn't know if it's a false rumor, it's just a disease that even Gu Nanxun, who is a ghost doctor, is helpless, who else in this world can be cured?

Her complexion condensed slightly, and she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "I hope!"

Xiao Bingdie smiled, and the hidden light in her eyes was even worse: "It will definitely be." ”

At this time, there was a sudden movement.

Then I looked, and saw three people led by Song Haotian, who was wearing a black four-clawed python robe, walked in, and when they were separated, the national teacher who had fallen half a foot was dressed in a white robe, and there was an aura of no one approaching all over his body.

The man walking side by side with the national teacher was wearing a bright red shirt, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a piece of crystal clear jade hanging from his waist.

As if deliberately, the man's eyes collided with Shen Qingyu impartially.

Just one glance is terrifying from the heart, and those eyes are shining with a smile, but they are like an abyss.

Her pupils contracted suddenly, and she looked away unnaturally, was it just her delusion? Why did she think that the person she was looking at just now felt so much like that wicked man?

Sensing the unnaturalness of the people around him, Xiao Chengyu's Gujing Wubo's eyes shattered at once, and he quietly glanced at the man in red who fell on the head of the world with Song Hao.

This person felt very familiar to him..................

After some scenes, on the round platform built in the middle, a group of thinly dressed and fancy dancers were dancing to the sound of the piano.

It's still early before the dinner, and after showing up, Song Haotian retired.

In addition to a few forbidden places, people who come to the banquet can also walk freely in the mansion.

"Daughter-in-law eats. ”

When I lowered my head, I saw that the thick palm was holding a broken corner of osmanthus cake.

"Thank you, Cheng Yu. She smiled softly and took it.

The latter smiled and shook his head: "The daughter-in-law is polite." ”

She pursed her lips and smiled, "That's right." ”

Before the afterglow swept away, it happened to fall on Song Zhiyuan, who was drinking alone by the pond, impartially.

In the past, where there was Song Zhiyuan, there would inevitably be the flamboyant and wanton Marquis Sheng.

But now Song Haotian is the only one left, and she can't help but recall the situation on the day of the wedding.

I don't know how Sheng Jingchen's kid has been lately?

Suppressing her thoughts, she looked at Xiao Chengyu, who was eating happily: "Chengyu, I'll go over there, you wait here, okay?"

How could he not know what she wanted to do?

Xiao Chengyu, who ate a whole piece of osmanthus cake in one go, puffed out his cheeks and said inarticulately: "Okay." ”

Before getting up, she turned her head and glanced at Meng Fu and Yun Zheng respectively: "Look at the prince, the princess of this world will go back when she goes." ”

Meng Fu and Yun Zheng glanced at each other, and they all responded yes in unison.

The wind blew the willows, the ripples on the surface of the lake, and the turbid eyes reflected a pool of lake water, Song Zhiyuan suddenly chuckled, raised his head and took a sip of the pot.

The corners of his mouth overflowed with the wine in his mouth, wetting the shirt on his chest, and he raised his sleeves nonchalantly to wipe it, and his expression did not change.

"Lord Wang. ”

Qingyue's voice is like a breeze through the alley, which makes people feel a little sober.

His cloudy eyes cleared up a lot, and he turned his head to look at the person standing behind him at some point.

"Can we talk?"

Song Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes moved, and he walked out of the courtyard.

Out of the courtyard door, it is a small garden in front of you, now it is autumn, the chrysanthemums in this garden are the most prosperous, a few osmanthus flowers in the corner of the wall exude a rich fragrance, with the wind coming, into the nasal cavity, people can't help but feel refreshed.

The rockery flows, there are a lot of green wattles floating in the depths of the small pond, and in the pavilion at the four corners, Shen Qingyu and Song Zhiyuan sit opposite each other.

"What does the princess want to talk about?"

If she hadn't misheard, there would have been a wave of anger and dissatisfaction between his words.

His brows furrowed almost invisibly, and he asked thoughtfully, "Sheng Jingchen...... How is he doing?"

Song Zhiyuan sneered: "Don't bother the princess." ”

She never thought that Song Zhiyuan would be so hostile to her.

The next words were stuck in my throat like a thorn, and I smacked my lips, but I couldn't say it after all.

Since her wedding to Cheng Yu, Sheng Jingchen has disappeared completely like a cloud of smoke, although Chang'an occasionally has three or two rumors about him, but the distance between them has suddenly become unreachable.

Perhaps, this is fine, there is no longer entanglement with each other............

At the end, she got up without saying a word and glanced at Song Zhiyuan: "Wine hurts your body, drink less." ”

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Song Zhiyuan looked at her back, his fists clenched together.

Almost, he almost couldn't help but say everything Jing Chen did for her, but in the end he couldn't help it, how could this kind of woman be worthy of Jing Chen's deep love?

The other end of the small garden.

A woman in an emerald shirt hung her head, and in the silent air, only the woman's coughing sound could be heard from time to time.

Princess Huaiyu, who was sitting on the stone bench, frowned unhappily, and swept away with a cold eye, only to see the woman in the green shirt shrinking her neck, and lowering her head for a while.

"In a moment, do you know what to do?"

The woman raised her head slightly, and a miserable white and sickly face instantly came into view.

"The slave knows. ”

Looking at a pale face with a ghost, Princess Huaiyu felt unlucky and looked away: "As long as you do it obediently, the things that this princess handed over to you, your brother's illness, this princess will do her best to cure it." ”

Hearing this, the woman's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and they suddenly lit up.

Turning around and entering another pavilion, looking at the water in this pool, Shen Qingyu closed his eyes for a moment, and his eyes were almost complicated.

There are no regrets in this life, and it is also no fate, time or the best medicine..................

"Yo, isn't this the princess of the Xiao Mansion?"

The sneering voice diffused in the air, and Shen Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he turned to look over.

The woman who bumped into her eyes was wearing an emerald dress, and her delicate face was sickly.

She was not angry, but asked with a good temper: "The princess of this world has met the girl?"

Song Zhi's eyes flashed slightly, and he sneered: "Who in this Chang'an doesn't know that the eldest daughter of Mofu is married to a fool?"

Hearing this, Shen Qingyu's brows tightened, and there was a hint of displeasure between his eyebrows, but the suspicion in his eyes was even worse.