"His Majesty's words are the holy decree, how dare Weichen resist the decree." This Lu Yingxuan really deserves to be Kuang Xihan's friend with the same smell, even the emperor dares to laugh, I don't know if he can't control his words and deeds after drinking too much, and he makes trouble with wine, or he relies on his mother's status as the prime minister and the eldest brother's royal husband to have no one in his eyes.

The atmosphere was frozen for a moment, and I took advantage of this stall to quickly sweep around the whole banquet - except for those old foxes who were very deep in the city, the rest of the people were basically divided into two kinds: those who looked angry and indignant, and those who had nothing to do with themselves and watched the play leisurely; And the one who sang the double reed before looked in my direction, intentionally or unintentionally...... To be precise, it was the moody Kwong Xiqing who looked at my side.

I guess somewhat, I'm afraid these two men were her faithful henchmen - I don't want to think about whether they wrote and acted in the play themselves or were instructed to do so.

"It's a pity to have wine and no food, but it's a big pity to have wine and no fun," At this time, another young woman broke the invisible embarrassment with a wine cup, "For this palace banquet, Weichen specially invited the most famous song and dance troupe in Guanlan City to come to help the fun, and I hope that Your Majesty will allow it." ”

"Aiqing has a heart." Kuang Xiqing bowed slightly, and glanced at the person approvingly, which made me can't help but look at the other party more-the appearance is ordinary, there is nothing outstanding, and there is no existence of this person in Kuang Xihan's memory; In fact, not only this person, but also more than half of the faces on the table, which I have never had the slightest impression in Kuang Xihan's memory.

It stands to reason that those who are eligible to attend, in addition to the ministers of the highest rank, are their heirs who have the right to inherit, those women of families who have in-laws with the royal family; However, what I saw at the table was not among them, more like the ladies from poor families promoted by Kuang Xiqing in recent years.

In other words, most of the people who came to this palace banquet were Kuang Xiqing's people...... So, what is hidden behind this palace banquet that is nominally happy for me?

There are always two voices intertwined in my heart, one is trying her best to protect Kuang Xiqing, and I have no doubt that this imperial sister is sincere to Kuang Xihan; One calmly and rationally analyzes all kinds of doubts, lists assumptions and speculations, and points to the point, and I don't know which side to believe.

Annoyed, he casually picked up the thumb-sized wine glass in front of him and took a shallow sip.

The wine was soft in the mouth, and the aftertaste was long, but it was not as spicy as I expected, and I licked my lips, and I drank the remnants of the wine in the cup, but I didn't plan to drink it again—Kwong Xihan's papery body couldn't stand my greed.

Bow your head and put back the wine glass, there are more dishes in the bowl; Looking sideways, Kwong Xiqing was directing the female officer to remove the wine from the table, and when I saw her, I couldn't help but show a helpless and doting smile - the cheeks with thin crimson under the smell of wine were as pink as peach blossoms in March; I hurriedly looked away and silently took the food in the bowl and ate it.

The imperial chef's skills are excellent, but I don't know if it's because of my heart, I always feel a taste of astringency on the tip of my tongue.

In a few moments, the orchestra rushed in, all slender young men, green silk to the waist, light veil, wearing a water-blue dance skirt, and a light gauze covered by smoke and fog, the dark lines of the dance skirt loomed in the walk, which was very beautiful.

The music sounded, after the glissanda of the chimes and the melodious sound of the flute, I saw those dancers gently twist their hips, throw off their long sleeves, and dance with the sound of the flute, and a piece of aqua blue gauze sleeves echoed each other, like rippling soft waves, dazzling and blurred.

shook his dizzy head, and didn't know that his body was too weak, so he went up with a glass of wine; Or maybe the dancers' eyes were so hot that my deep-seated notions of gender were impacted...... I can't resist the man's glare.

Patting my hot cheeks, I whispered to Kuang Xiqing and asked, "It's stuffy here, can I go out to breathe?" ”

She glanced at me worriedly, the fingers in her sleeves moving slightly, but she didn't touch my cheeks and forehead as I thought—probably in front of so many powerful and powerful ministers, to be concerned about the so-called imperial majesty—but nodded slightly: "Go ahead, don't take too long." ”

This scene inadvertently reminded me of when I was a child, when I followed the old man to the banquet of my colleagues, and secretly slipped out with the old lady to have fun in the middle of adult entertainment - different time and space, different people, that is, my state of mind is completely different.

Ignoring the different expressions on the faces of everyone present, I followed Kuang Xiqing's personal female officer, Wu Yao, out of the side door of the banquet hall.

Leaving the oppressive environment, it was really much easier, and even the feeling of dizziness disappeared by half, and I simply paced out a few more steps, hoping to sober up.

"Your Highness, go slowly, the slave and maid will go back to serve the master, so I won't follow you." I waved my hand and motioned for Wu Yao to leave.

The attendants on both sides stood quietly in place, and when they saw me passing, they hurriedly bowed and saluted, and each one lowered their heads so that their chin was almost close to their chest, as if the sight of my face meant that disaster was coming.

Sighing silently, I skipped the sleeks who were shorter in turn, and walked slowly along the corridor outside the banquet hall.

The morning light is approaching the end of the unitary hour, the day is approaching twilight, and the sky is covered with a layer of red glow, reflecting on the endless palace wall, as if splashed with blood on the whole face, silently crying the love, resentment and hatred buried in the long river of years...... Shaking my head, I couldn't help laughing at myself, how I seemed to be infected by this bad environment, and inexplicably became sentimental.

At this moment, a laughing noise came from not far ahead, interspersed with a low sob...... Curiosity sparked, and I slowed down and crept towards the arch where the sound had come from.

Through the shadow of the branches, I poked my head out and looked carefully—it was several young court attendants, one of whom was sitting on the ground, his clothes dusty, and a plate of overturned pastries at hand, and his eyes as red as a little rabbit; The other three surrounded him in the middle, looking down at him condescendingly, with undisguised sarcasm on their faces—it is not difficult to speculate on the cause and effect of the play.

A young man who does not know the world is sometimes a carefree angel, and sometimes he becomes a demon in disguise; They would hold the fallen old man tightly, and they would break the wings of the chicks with a smile; The most kind, but also the most ...... Cruel.

In the hierarchical Dawu, the fate that a palace attendant who overturned the royal pastries may get is not much better.

With a light cough, I walked out from behind the archway, looked at the group of frightened teenagers with expressionless faces, and asked in a deep voice, "You guys...... What are you doing? ”

The eldest of the three looked at the eldest and quickly knelt down, and at the same time cleverly pulled the two companions who were still standing stupidly beside him, and made a big salute respectfully: "I've seen His Royal Highness King Ling!" Your Highness Wanfu Jin'an~"

Looking down at the very conspicuous pattern of golden phoenix wings in front of my robe—what seemed to be a royal motif—no wonder he recognized me at a glance; Lifting up the hem of my clothes and squatting in front of a few people, I seemed to have returned to the days when I reprimanded students who deserted in class, and my tone involuntarily became stern: "You haven't answered the question just now." ”

"Your Highness, it was he who knocked over the snacks that were about to be brought to the table, and the slave is teaching him a lesson...... "He replied without thinking.

"Is that so?" I turned my face to look at the young man who had lowered his head and said nothing, and he happened to raise his head to look at me, his round eyes like a small animal afraid of life, with panic and dodging; I noticed that his eyes were pale and his eyes were like a patch of amber that had been worn for years—something I was reminded of another person with similar eyes...... Jiang Zhuo.

The difference is that only in a certain light will her eyes condense into an amber streamer; And the boy in front of him was born with such rare and beautiful eyes.

"It's all the fault of this soft brute!" The youngest and most breathless of the three boldly replied,

"Okay, this king doesn't want to hold anyone responsible, so let's go down." I lost interest in asking, patted the hem of my clothes, stood up from the spot, got up hard for a while, and suddenly it was dark in front of me, and it took a few breaths to calm down.

When he opened his eyes again, the three palace attendants had already slipped away in a familiar manner, but the young man who had been bullied before was still sitting stubbornly on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Why don't you leave?" I rubbed my temples and barely took a look of interest, "Are you...... Not afraid of this king? ”

- Or is it because he doesn't know Kwong Xihan at all, and he has never heard of her "glorious deeds", so he can be so calm?

"Your Highness, Bing, the slave's foot is broken, and I can......'t get up or get up," he replied

“…… I see. Holding back his smile and not being too flamboyant, I asked, "Little one, what's your name?" ”

"Your Royal Highness, the slave maid is called Zizheng, the son of Peach, and the Zheng of Guzheng." He whispered back, and at the same time looked up at me timidly, as if strange, as if embarrassed.

"Zizheng, it's very nice...... Give me your hand and I'll pull you up. Handing him my hand, I habitually admonished, "Be careful in the future, don't conflict with other classmates, take a step back and open the sky, there is nothing that can't be overcome......"

His stunned expression made me continue to chatter abruptly, and the outstretched hand also took it back in a sneer--how can I forget that my current identity is that of His Royal Highness King Ling Kuang Xihan, who is not smiling, rather than the easy-going and kind political teacher Jian Xin.

"Ahem, what does this king mean ...... In short, you are good for yourself. I turned my back in embarrassment, pretending to be indifferent, "You told the manager that the king took the overturned pastry, and he won't blame you if he thinks it." ”

I could not wait for his reply, and I did not linger any longer, and hurried away through the archway—probably frightened the boy by my strange behavior.

…… In the future, don't meddle anymore.

Looking at the time, it has been a while since I left the table, and it is time to go back.

Turning the arch, there was a fork in front of me, and I was about to turn the corner, when two people suddenly appeared on the other side - if it weren't for my slow pace, I was afraid that I would not be able to close the momentum, and I would collide with the other party - I was really going to hit the porcelain, not to mention how the other party was, according to Kuang Xihan's physique, I was afraid that it would be unbearable.

The subconscious apology was reluctantly suppressed by me, and I stood in place with my hands in my hands, raising my eyebrows at the other party with an indifferent face, waiting for him to apologize and then leave in a hurry - anyway, Kuang Xihan is notorious, and I don't expect to get any good faces.

And this arrogant attitude is her most normal reaction.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that I still underestimated Kuang Xihan's unpopular Cheng Dù, or overestimated my tolerance limit; This also made me feel that I had just calmed down, and I fell to the bottom again in a state of panic.