Chapter 122: Night Banquet in the Palace (7)

The noble girl trembled, and her body became more and more low: "Little girl...... The little girl didn't dare, and the son spared ......"

The tanuki slave, who had never left, looked at this scene and gloated a little in his heart.

treats this kind of noble person who talks about the identity of a ghost with his mouth closed, as a ghost, he is naturally extremely blind.

The food at today's banquet was all cooked for the nobles to eat, and the plate of small yellow croaker was specially arranged by the prince to go to the dining room to get it, it was an uncooked fish suitable for ghosts to eat, and it was specially mixed raw into the favorite salty flavor of the sleeping hedge.

Just now, he was also going to inform Mian Liang about the son's gift of fish, if he said so, this noble girl might hear it, and she would be more restrained.

Now, it's just right.

It's self-inflicted.

Thinking of this, the tanuki raised his head slightly, aimed at the sleeping fence surrounded by the nobles in the middle, and the corners of his smiling eyes moved proudly.

But then again, Childe is really interested in sleeping fences.

For example, right now, the son, who rarely stands out for others, has taken the initiative to get involved in a trivial dispute between a group of women for the first time.

"Get out. I only heard Xiangyu spit out the word lightly.

The noble girl who was already trembling like chaff was helped up by several noble girls who were traveling with her, and staggered away as if fleeing.

Han Tangli glanced at Xiangyu, whose expression was already cold, and then looked at the sleeping fence opposite, looked at her for a moment or two, and said to her: "You are the sacrifice of the son, why don't you serve by the side of the son, but run around at this banquet, if you get into trouble and cause trouble for the son, what should you do?"

In my impression, this is the first time Han Tangli has spoken to her.

Mian Liang bowed to Han Tangli and said, "What Miss Han taught me is that it was the slave's negligence, and the slave knew that it was wrong." ”

Han Tangli's eyebrows and eyes curved up to an appropriate arc, and the whole person looked more and more dignified and elegant: "You are a child's person, I naturally won't be embarrassed to teach you, I am kindly reminding you." ”

She stared at Mian Li's flawless face, and said, "But your face has indeed changed a lot compared to before, and the blood of this ancestor is really strange. ”

The "before" of Hantang Liti should be the time when the Ghost Courtyard Seedling Selection Meeting.

At that time, the sleeping fence had just entered Yin'an, and more than a few months had passed since then.

Han Tangli looked at Xiangyu beside her, a pair of beautiful eyes instantly dyed with a layer of hazy shyness, her tone was deliberately flattering and close, and she was a little cautious, and said softly: "Childe thinks that the sleeping fence is better than the moon fence more than six hundred years ago?"

It's the moon fence again.

It's no surprise that others compare her to Moon Fence.

Xiangyu's gaze lazily fell on Mian Li's face, but he didn't speak.

Seeing this, Hantang Pear couldn't help but say tentatively: "Gongzi once praised the moon fence for having a hedged look, and wanted to come to this sleeping fence no matter how beautiful it is, but compared with the moon fence, after all, it is still a little less charming." ”

Xiangyu was noncommittal about this.

Han Tangli bit her lip, her heart was ruthless, and she continued: "Childe, you have been receiving this sacrifice for several months, and you don't know when you plan to send her to the altar?"

The corners of Xiangyu's mouth curved into an arc of unknown meaning.

Finally asked the question she really wanted to ask!

He slowly turned his head and looked at Han Tang Pear, his tone was careless, and he said word by word: "Your words, is it a bit much?"

Han Tangli's face instantly alternated between red and white, her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word anymore.

Xiangyu didn't give her any more looks, and walked away directly, leaving her standing alone.

The tanuki slave not far away hurriedly followed.

After taking a few steps, Xiangyu suddenly stopped.

Han Tang Lili, who was looking sad and lost, raised his head suddenly, and a trace of hope and joy rose in his heart.

Xiangyu turned her head, and sure enough, she looked in her direction, and said lazily: "Don't hurry up and keep up." ”

But he spoke to the hedge behind her.

"Yes, Childe!" Mian Liang quickly got up from the ground, crossed the Hantang pear, and trotted to Xiangyu with an empty plate.

Xiangyu glanced at her mouth full of dirt, and stopped talking, but in the end she didn't say anything, turned around, and continued to walk forward.

Han Tangli looked at the three masters and servants whose figures were quickly submerged in the guests, and the light that had just risen in his eyes instantly dimmed.

Her hands under the cuffs gradually tightened.

Han Yu, who was standing behind Han Tang Li, looked at Han Tang Li's aggrieved and unwilling side face, and then looked at the direction in which the two red and white figures disappeared in front of him, and his expression became complicated.

Xiangyu led the tanuki slave and the sleeping fence to walk back to their seats, but halfway through, a slow and pleasant sound of the zither suddenly sounded in the midst of the hustle and bustle of the guests.

Xiangyu couldn't help but stop.

On the side, in the direction of the sound of the zither, the surrounding guests automatically dispersed, and the purple figure of Qiu Lingshuang sitting on the spot and playing the guzheng gradually revealed.

Compared with the last time he saw Qiu Lingshuang, he was less angry and killing, and a little more elegant and peaceful.

The same is to play a soothing and slow music, when Xiangyu plays, it is the mountains and flowing water, free and easy, and Qiu Lingshuang gives people the feeling that it is a vast expanse of land and ambition.

The sound of the zither died down, and finally it calmed down.

In an instant, the zither disappeared in a flash, and it had been cast by Qiu Lingshuang and hidden in his qi deficiency.

Qiu Lingshuang got up, walked past the guests who were flowing again, and walked towards Xiangyu, Mian Li, and Tanuki slaves.

In order to cooperate with the night banquet today, he changed a purple jade crown on his head, and the strong and domineering cold aura around his body rose again, and on his gorgeous and handsome face, a pair of outstanding Danfeng eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he once again exuded a compelling cold light.

It's just that when the cold light was thrown at Xiangyu, the momentum weakened.

Walking closer, Qiu Lingshuang bowed to Xiangyu and greeted respectfully: "Young Master Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"

Xiangyu accepted the salute, helped him up, and replied: "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine." ”

Qiu Lingshuang looked directly at the sleeping fence behind Xiangyu, and said: "When Xiaguan returned to Yin'an that day, he saw your sacrifice outside the city, and took a look, see you today, it just so happened that Yu Gongzi was also there, so he wanted to take the opportunity to inform Yu Gongzi about it." ”

Xiangyu turned around, looked at the sleeping fence, turned to look at Qiu Lingshuang, and said with interest: "Young Master Qiu might as well speak up." ”

Qiu Lingshuang suddenly took two steps back, stretched out his right palm, and raised it again, and the guzheng that he had just picked up appeared on his palm.

The next moment, he suddenly stretched out his left hand, facing the direction of the sleeping fence, and swept it across the zither, and the impetuous and heavy music with a white light containing a powerful demon-intimidating mana pointed straight at the sleeping fence, flying in her direction.

It was too late, and when the white light was about to hit the center of the hedge, another white light suddenly came from a corner of the hall, and the two white lights intersected in mid-air, and in an instant, they both turned into nothingness, canceling each other out.

can catch Qiu Lingshuang's magic light, except for Yin Heng, there is no one else.

Yin Heng came to Xiangyu in a flash, and his eyes were guarded in front of Xiangyu and Mian Li.

An angry curse suddenly sounded: "Qiu Lingshuang, you dare to use your broken guzheng against Gongzi, don't you think your life is long enough!"

Luo Zi'an bypassed everyone and walked quickly to Xiangyu, the old hen nursed Xiangyu firmly behind him, and then scolded: "You think that when you become a broken dean, you will kick your nose and face, and you dare to be disrespectful to your son!"

Sheng Zhuohuai, who was sitting a few days away in front of him, stopped chatting, held the wine bottle in his hand, looked at it slowly, and said softly: "The show has finally begun." ”