Murong Yan keenly felt a burst of murderous aura, and glanced around the hall with the action of drinking, and finally fixed on Feng Yue's face, he already had a plan in his heart, glanced at Ye Fusang worriedly, and then looked away calmly.

No matter how that woman doesn't do anything about his Murong Yan, why should he use a mouse to meddle in his affairs and attract suspicion for nothing!

It can be seen that Murong Yan is still angry about what happened last time.

"This palace banquet is to welcome the prince of Tianhe, and all Aiqing can drink as much as they want." The empress said, raising her glass to the celestial envoys.

Ye Fusang had already noticed the envoy He Jia, from the moment they entered the hall, He Jia's eyes always swept over her, to be more precise, it was staring at the stupid man not far from her, the light in her eyes disgusted her.

Thinking about it, Ye Fusang looked towards the dark moon, only to see that his face was slightly pale, and he poured wine into his mouth without any scruples, seeing this, Ye Fusang's brows furrowed tightly, how did she feel that this man's body seemed to be very weak, and that face was also pale with fear, what was he pouring wine for?

On the other side, a middle-aged woman stared at Shen Yuechen with a fierce face, her hand hanging under the table was tightly clenched, and the bewitching man next to her smiled and shook her hand, "Why is the wife angry?" ”

Hearing this, the woman restrained her anger a little, and said angrily: "It's not that rebel, it's not easy to get the favor of the county lord of Zhaoyang, and to be able to come to participate in such a palace banquet, it is so rude, even the stupid son of the left minister can stick to the county lord of Zhaoyang, and try his best to please him, and he, as a man, actually drinks without scruples, how did I give birth to such a shameless and inactive son." ”

This person is the mother of Shen Yuechen, Ying Qiuyan, and next to him is Xinna's husband Red Lotus, who is twenty years old, and is a popular little man in [Qing] [Lou].

"Don't drink it." Ye Fusang snatched the wine glass from Shen Yuechen's hand, and then poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him, "Drink this." ”

Hearing this, Shen Yuechen's eyes flashed slightly, and he lifted the tea in front of him and drank it all, his heroic appearance did not look like drinking tea at all, but like drinking.

Ye Fusang sighed, and ordered the little waiter behind him to put away his wine, and replaced it with a pot of tea, Shiyin looked at this scene with a lonely face, she even cared so much about this unmanly person, but ignored herself, Fusang, his Fusang really didn't love him anymore, thinking, Shiyin couldn't help but shed tears after enduring for a long time.

Condensation glanced at Shi Yin silently, sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and the hand on Ye Fusang's arm was even more unconsciously clenched, hearing the sound of gasping, Ye Fusang turned his head suspiciously, and before he could see it clearly, a glutinous voice sounded in his ears, "Fusang, Ning'er wants to eat that." ”

Condensation simply pointed to a plate of exquisite plum blossom cakes not far away, and his coveted look made Ye Fusang chuckle, got up slightly, Ye Fusang sandwiched a piece of plum blossom cake and put it in his mouth, "Ning'er, eat slowly." ”

Ye Fusang's doting look immediately made many sons of the family think about it.

Zuo Xiang's hand holding the wine glass couldn't help shaking, and he didn't know that the wine was spilled on his body, his eyes were red and he looked at this scene, and then, he reached out and turned around the man beside him, "Cui'er, have you seen it, the county lord actually fed Ning'er personally." ”

"I see, I see my wife." The man wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at this scene with a look of relief, did the county lord finally see Ning'er's well, and no longer abuse him like before? It's good, even if Ning Er is delirious now, he is still relieved, in the world, there is no woman who will personally feed her husband and maid in public, because that is a manifestation of incompetence, only a woman who is rich can do that.

And the county lord, the high-ranking county lord, actually did it in front of the public, does it mean that the county lord really likes Ning'er?

Sakura Jixi's hand on Ye Fusang's waist couldn't help but tighten, this shameless woman is always so affectionate, he is really obsessed with his innocent body to her!

Sakura Jixi's face was indignant, and she didn't remember how she forced Ye Fusang, let alone see the lonely looks of the other two people around her.

"Humph!" Feng Yan glanced at Ye Fusang and muttered dissatisfiedly: "What do you like me, you have never fed me like this before." ”

Hearing this, Feng Zhi thoughtfully glanced at Feng Yan beside her with an angry face, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with an evil smile, this younger brother of her own.

At this moment, the hall suddenly fell silent, and then, I saw a crescent-colored figure flashing out, covering her face with a thin veil, Jun Moya came to the center of the hall with the piano in her hand and sat down, her fingertips moved slightly, and the bright sound of the piano sounded slowly, gradually overflowing like a tide, filling every space in the examination room. There seems to be a white elf dancing with the wind in the sound of the piano, the dance posture is elegant and noble, the sound of the piano in the edge, the moon is bright and clear, and when people are happy, a breeze rises and falls in their ears.

Ye Fusang glanced at him thoughtfully, the bitterness in his eyes flashed, and the sound of the dust and the piano was like a complaint, after a thousand sails, looking at the years to clarify his heart, and when he was separated by the sea, he precipitated all the magnificence. After understanding, under every note, there is a calm and flexible heart.

This man is a person with a story, and Ye Fusang can feel that he doesn't like such banquets, playing the piano, I'm afraid it's a last resort, he is a prince who is close to him, his identity is not high, he is not low, and talent show is a must, and, from the seeming irony in his eyes, Ye Fusang knows that he hates such hypocritical entertainment.

Seeing that Ye Fusang was always staring at Jun Moya, a flash of light flashed in his condensed blue eyes, and he looked at Jun Moya who was playing defensively.

"Mo Ya is ugly." After the song, Jun Moya got up calmly, her voice was like his person, faint, without waves, but it was extremely cold, the empress nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and the crowd immediately burst into earth-shattering applause, of course, among them, there was no lack of flattering ingredients.

"Fusang, what do you think of the prince?"

As soon as Jun Moya sat down, the empress asked, Ye Fusang was stunned, and the ministers were also stunned, this is the person who is the empress with the prince, and why did the empress ask about the county lord instead, is it that she intends to give this prince to the county lord?

The ministers couldn't help but shush again, and they were even more in awe of Ye Fusang, the empress of ability is so pampered, this Zhaoyang county lord is probably the first person in the past!

The eldest queen's hand pinching the wine glass suddenly burst out, and a fierce color flashed in her eyes, Mother Emperor, is she too fond of Ye Fusang, but she is just a county lord with a foreign surname!

The faces of the other princesses were not much better, except for Feng Zhi, who looked like she was watching a play, because she saw the movements of the two men next to her friend, I am afraid that Fusang's waist and arms are already bruised now.

I never knew that watching this friend eat deflated was such a fun thing! I didn't expect that a man would dare to treat Fusang like this, and Fusang was not angry.

Ye Fusang frowned tightly, and the corners of her mouth pulled out a tough smile, how could she know that the empress suddenly asked her such a question, and the two men around her dared to pinch her, really, she was still too cowardly.

Ye Fusang glanced at Jun Mosang, he happened to also look at Ye Fusang, the eyes of the two converged like this, Jun Moya still looked cold and irrelevant, just glanced at Ye Fusang and then withdrew his gaze, and sat there quietly, as if others were not talking about him.

Ye Fusang quietly retracted his gaze, stood up, and at the same time rescued his waist and arms that had been tortured for a long time, and bowed politely to the empress, "It's good to be able to go to my Fengtian Dynasty and the concubine of my relatives, otherwise, how can you be worthy of the emperor?" ”

Ye Fusang's words were extremely beautiful, and he easily threw the question to the empress, and praised her by the way.

Hearing this, the empress glanced at Ye Fusang in astonishment, Fusang, what's wrong, she's not......

As if thinking of something, the empress smiled slightly, "What Fusang said is very true, then, the prince will live in the palace first." ”

"Mo Ya, obey the holy command." Jun Moya got up, returned the salute lightly, lowered her eyes, and hid the loneliness and disappointment in her eyes!

He thought that she would ask the emperor for him, but who knows...... Well, in the royal family, what else does he have to look forward to?

From beginning to end, Feng Ming, the fourth princess who had been shrinking in an inconspicuous corner, raised her eyes and glanced at Ye Fusang, her eyes were vague and inexplicable, and she cast a look at the guards standing behind the eldest princess, only to see that the waiter covered her mouth with her hand, which seemed to be yawning, and after a while, a man walked in the hall, with a black gauze covering body, charming, and natural. 、

For a while, the people in the hall were stunned, and even the empress, who was accustomed to seeing the beauties of the world, flashed a touch of surprise in her eyes, what a bewitching man!

Seeing the person, the eldest princess was even more excited, and saw the man in black slowly walk to the center, saluted the empress, not white or overbearing, and then, nodded to the eldest princess, this time, everyone understood a little, it turned out that this person was invited by the eldest princess.

Feng Yue naturally enjoyed the overtures of the beauties, and enjoyed the envious glances cast by everyone, without thinking at all, how could a man in a green house have the ability to enter the palace, and why did he salute her, always so dull in the face of men.

The ministers' eyes lit up and glued their eyes to Lan Qian, Lan Qian, the head of the flower building, is the master of the first floor, beautiful, enchanting, even if they lose their daughters, it is difficult to see a peerless beauty, today, they can see it without a penny, such a beautiful blessing, how can they not be excited.