Naturally?

What's the matter?

Except for Han Yu, the others looked inexplicable, and the second monk was puzzled, not knowing why his lord suddenly said this.

This group of guys was obsessed with the previous performance, smiling and grinning on their faces, and they had already damaged each other in their hearts, so they naturally didn't notice the conversation between Han Yu and his wife. Han Yu was so shocked that he was sweating like pulp, and his heart thumped, and there was no blood on his face.

Mrs. Han was also taken aback, and she was quite embarrassed, and she didn't dare to raise her head to meet Jiang Pengji's gaze.

Han Yu's seat is not very far behind, but it is not too far forward, and there is still a distance of more than ten zhang from Jiang Pengji.

The husband and wife deliberately lowered their voices when they spoke, except for the eldest son who sat obediently, no one else should be able to hear him.

Mrs. Han has an arrogant personality, but she is not without a little eye.

Privately saying that Jiang Pengji is not good and saying bad things behind her back but being caught are completely different.

Mrs. Rao is Mrs. Han has a wide range of knowledge, has experienced countless large and small scholar banquets, and has a super high skill to deal with various emergencies, and she can't help but beat the drum in her heart at this time. The tongue that could speak was like a knot, and I couldn't spit out half a word—

Fine and dense sweat broke out on her forehead, even if her face was smeared with rouge, it still couldn't hide the panic on her face.

She has been the focus of the noble women's circle since she was a child, everyone holds her and lets her, her head has always been held high, but at this time, because of the four words of another woman, she was so shocked that she sweated and trembled. Fear and hatred at the same time, anger and resentment.

However, no matter how much the scholar family despised Liu Xi in front of her, this could not change the fact that she had become the strongest prince.

And she-

No matter how powerful she is, she has the means, but the inner house is relatively horizontal, and it is not enough to see it in front of Jiang Pengji.

"What's wrong with you?" Jiang Pengji didn't set her eyes on Han Yu and his wife, if she did, the group of people present would not know about it, but it would make it difficult for Han Yu to be a person, Jiang Pengji thoughtfully relieved Han Yu, "I just suddenly remembered what Zixiao asked me before the New Year's banquet, and he gave me another look...... Alas, lest I have relied on him and broken my previous promise—"

Wei Ci was suddenly named, and there was not the slightest discoloration on his face, but he answered with a smile.

"Lord, this is not to blame Ci for reminding, I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and I am naturally thinking about it——"

Today's Wei Ci changed into a rather festive warm-colored thick shirt, which diluted the original alienation, and in the words of the audience in the live broadcast room, today's Wei Ci is a thief and a thief. He didn't know what was going on, but he was able to pick up the call.

Everyone did not doubt him, after all, the cooperation between Wei Ci and Jiang Pengji was seamless, except for Han Yu and his wife, no one knew what was going on.

On the contrary, it was a few Wenchen people who were sitting in the countermeasures, and they faintly noticed something.

After all, no matter how fast Han Yu and his wife reacted, they still left clues.

Qi Guanrang retracted his gaze, his brows furrowed slightly, and it happened that his hands were empty at this time, and he looked down.

His daughter "stole" his feather fan, and before she could reach back, she stopped in mid-air awkwardly.

"Jinghui—"

The official let the thin lips open slightly, and the girl shrunk her neck, carefully putting the feather fan back into his hand.

"A-Niang is right, this fan is the lifeblood of my father, and I can't leave him at any time. ”

The snow outside has not yet melted, and there is a fire at the banquet, but the father of the only family has a different style of painting, and he still holds a fan in his hand, not only does he take the fan, but he ruthlessly blows away the heating around her. If it weren't too cold, she wouldn't have sneaked to "steal" Daddy's fan.

The official made his expression a little embarrassed, and raised his hand to put the fan behind his waist.

After all, it has been a habit for many years, and if you don't hold something in your hand, you always feel uncomfortable.

Seeing his embarrassment and discomfort, the official Wei took the initiative to hand his hand over.

Under the cover of their wide sleeves, the couple held their hands as if no one was around, and the years were quiet for a while.

Qi Guan Jinghui saw their interaction in her eyes, and inexplicably felt a little strange.

"Jinghui?"

Sun Wen squatted in Beijiang (Beizhou) for almost two years, and because of the New Year's banquet, he specially went back to Maruzhou to report on his work by the way.

The lovely little grandson Sun Lanlan sat beside him obediently, making the old man feel happier than ever.

But—

Sun Lan couldn't sit still, she always twisted slightly, and her head glanced at the seat next to her from time to time.

When Guan Jinghui heard Sun Lan call her, she temporarily put that strange emotion behind her and responded to her friend's call with a smile.

Sun Wen saw it in his eyes and remembered it in his heart.

"Lan Lan likes that little girl very much?"

Sun Lan blushed and said shyly, "Jinghui is fine, she often takes care of her grandson, of course she likes it." ”

Sun Wendao, "I like it, but it's not easy to deal with it——"

Sun Lan was puzzled.

What does his liking for Jinghui have to do with Jinghui's father?

"We'll find out later. Sun Wen sneered, "If you like it, usually get along with that little girl more, don't bully others." ”

Sun Wen also discovered that in the past two years, his grandson's personality has become much more outgoing and optimistic.

As a grandson, there is nothing more important in this world than a grandson.

What the grandson likes, that's what he likes.

The official made it a little difficult to deal with-

But it's not impossible to deal with!

The pair of grandfathers and grandsons talked in a low voice, and the officials who were separated by a distance seemed to feel something, and glanced at them.

At this time, the official let hear his own lord say-

"For today's performance, I still need to borrow something from Zixiao. ”

The official immediately turned his attention back to the banquet, and his father-in-law got up from the banquet, as if he was going to perform something.

Jiang Pengji asked Wei Ci to borrow something, how could he refuse?

With the green light all the way, Jiang Pengji successfully borrowed Wei Ci's flute and his "daughter".

Everyone is confused, when did Wei Ci have a daughter?

He doesn't even have a wife!

Could it be that she was an illegitimate daughter tossed out during the war?

A few insiders looked at Wei Ci and then at their own father-in-law, for fear that a good New Year's banquet would become a Shura field.

The person concerned, Wei Ci, was surprised at first, and then showed a somewhat indescribable expression, and the roots of his ears became red and congested at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wei Ci once ridiculed that the iron-eating beast was Jiang Pengji's daughter, and now Jiang Pengji teased back in public, didn't he say that this iron-eating beast was the daughter-in-law of the two of them?

was molested in public, and he was ashamed of himself.

After a while, the maid came up with a black and white ball, which had black and slippery eyes, pure and clean.

As soon as it landed, it twisted its hips and quickly crawled towards familiar people.

Jiang Pengji smiled and took a jade flute.

When Feng Zhen and the others saw this, their minds suddenly opened, and they suddenly remembered the battle of the Gaoyue tribe in Cangzhou, and the flute of their own lord can be described as "heavenly"......

The crowd had already expected the outcome.