The barbecue meat for dinner is all cattle and sheep hunted back during the day, and the taste is delicious and fragrant.

The emperor, the prince of Nanyue, and the ministers ate together in the tent, and the servants outside kept bringing things in.

The tent was specially prepared for the dinner of everyone, so it was very large and more than enough to accommodate more than 100 people.

At the top of the seat, many people went over to pay tribute to the emperor with wine cups, one after another. Today's atmosphere is joyful, and the emperor will not refuse them.

And this gave Nangong Toru a chance.

He didn't hide, he didn't hide, he didn't hide it, anyway, no one present didn't know what he thought about Feng Qian, so he simply walked in front of Feng Qian generously. Glancing around, she sat down on the stool next to her.

Jun Moying's eyes lifted slightly, and glanced over here, his face darkened.

Feng Qian was surprised: "Have something to do with me?" ”

It's so upright and bright, it shouldn't be just for chatting with her, right?

But who knows, the thinking of ancient men is really incomprehensible to her, and this guy is really here to chat with her.

However, the so-called small talk in her eyes is a big thing that Nangong Che treats solemnly in her heart.

"How about it, given you so much time to think about it, would you like to go back with me?"

Nangong Che picked up the wine jug and calmly added one to her, his eyes were deep and his smile was shallow.

"Eh, I mean, can we still have a good chat? It's too strange for you to ask me this kind of question as soon as you come up. If I'm not mistaken, you've only seen me twice, what is the reason why you are willing to give up the entire harem, and you have to ask me to be such a crippled, flowery, defeated, and willow? ”

Feng Qian looked at him seriously, and when he said the last four words, he deliberately bit down seriously.

The corner of Nangong Che's eyes twitched: "Xiao Qian, in order to reject me, you don't hesitate to belittle yourself like this?" ”

"What's there to disparage about this? Isn't it what you said, a good woman does not marry twice, and even if her husband dies, she should be widowed for a lifetime. What's more, how can I, a person whose husband is still alive, marry someone else casually? ”

Although she doesn't agree with the idea that a good woman should not marry twice, after all, anyone has the right to pursue happiness, so many people who are married and divorced in modern times, as long as they love each other, twilight love is not something unacceptable.

But in ancient times, this concept was to be pulled to the pig cage, right?

Feng Qian pursed his lips, his chest tight.

"What other people say is someone else's business, as long as I don't think so." Nangong Che hooked his lips and wanted to reach out to touch her head, but as soon as his hand was raised, he suddenly realized something and took it back.

"Xiao Qian, I also think it's strange - obviously you hate his harem very much, what is the reason for you to stay by his side willingly?"

Why?

Feng's shallow eyes froze, and there was a hint of imperceptible softness in the depths of his eyes.

Because there is such a person, in all the concepts he accepts, he should obviously be polygamous and have a harem of three thousand, but he is willing to take a scoop of three thousand weak water, leave all the tenderness to you, and get used to you regardless of right or wrong.

"Toru Nangong ......"

She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the ground suddenly shook violently.

Feng Qian was taken aback.

Then there was another "bang", the legs of the table jumped, and the flask placed on it also fell down, making a crisp sound.