Meng Yanwan turned her gaze with some disdain, looking at the place where the princes were sitting, her expression couldn't help but froze, she found that Ling Chengyu was actually staring at Ruan Qingge with burning eyes.

Meng Yanwan poked her nails into her palms fiercely, and that trace of pain made her hold back the jealousy and jealousy in her heart.

Mrs. Taiwei picked up some dishes and said to Meng Yanwan, "Wan'er, are you hungry?" It's a cold cut, but let's eat a little padding. ”

After finishing speaking, she didn't see Meng Yanwan respond, and Mrs. Taiwei looked up and found that her daughter was looking ahead in a distracted manner, and the expression on her face was very distorted and resentful.

Mrs. Taiwei couldn't help but be shocked in her heart, gently tugged at Meng Yanwan's sleeve, and called out again, "Wan'er? ”

Meng Yanwan came back to her senses at this time, turned her head and responded, "Mother, what's wrong?" ”

"What are you thinking? I shouted at you a few times and didn't respond. Mrs. Taiwei asked with a worried frown, looked carefully at her daughter's expression, and found that her daughter's expression was normal, as if the scene just now was her delusion.

"I haven't watched this dance for a long time, and I'm a little fascinated by it for a while." A smile appeared on Meng Yanwan's face, "What did Mother want to tell me just now?" ”

Mrs. Taiwei relieved her heart and said, "I'm afraid that you will be hungry, and I want you to eat something to cushion your stomach." ”

"Okay." Meng Yanwan picked up the chopsticks and took a bite as she said, and seemed to inadvertently set her eyes on the people in the Fenyang Palace.

Seeing Ruan Tingge pick up the flask and pour the wine, Meng Yanwan slightly hooked the corners of her mouth.

But he didn't expect the prince of Fenyang to say something to Ruan Tingge with a frown, although Ruan Tingge looked unhappy, he still pushed the wine glass aside, and it seemed that he was not going to drink it.

Meng Yanwan was a little anxious in her heart, and subconsciously looked at Zhong Liyun, but Zhong Liyun sat next to Wen Ziran, wearing a veil and lowering her head slightly, and she really couldn't see her expression clearly.

Everything else is arranged, even if you don't drink, you should be fine. Meng Yanwan suppressed the emotions in her heart and thought like this.

On the princes' side, the young princes and princesses were served by the palace people in the back, but the atmosphere between the princes in the front row was not very good.

Seeing Ling Chengxi drinking there cup by piece, Ling Chengli's eyelids jumped a little, and after hesitating for a long time, he still persuaded, "Sixth brother, this hot dish hasn't been served yet, you should drink less." ”

Ling Chengxi glanced at Ling Chengli obliquely, and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, "I have a lot of wine, what is this wine, fifth brother, don't worry about it." ”

Ling Chengli was blocked by Ling Chengxi's unkind words, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he simply turned around and ignored it.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ling Chengsi glanced at Ling Chengxi.

Although Ling Chengxi was drinking there, when Ling Chengsi looked at him, he raised his head suddenly, glared at Ling Chengsi with red eyes, and put the wine jug on the table with a forceful sound.

This sound is not big, it is not small, and the people at the surrounding tables heard it, and Ling Botao also looked at them.

After Ling Chengxi put down the wine jug, he defiantly raised his wine glass and waved it at Ling Chenghe, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

Ling Chenghe's face was expressionless, and he didn't seem to care about Ling Chengxi's provocation, but Ling Chengli was very embarrassed to be caught in the middle, so he could only pick up the wine glass and take a sip of wine.

Ling Chengyu sat at the other table, watching what was happening here, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

The traditional song and dance on Chinese New Year's Eve ended, and the palace people slowly withdrew from the hall. At this time, Ling Botao picked up the wine glass and said to everyone in the hall, "It's the New Year's Festival, all Aiqing, come and drink Tusu wine with me to celebrate the New Year!" ”

All the people in the hall got up together, raised their wine glasses, shouted long live in unison, and drank the wine in the glass.

After drinking Tu Su's wine, they began to serve hot dishes, and at this point, everyone's faces were a little lighter, and the officials and ministers who were sitting close to each other also began to talk softly.

Ling Chengxi didn't move his chopsticks, he kept drinking wine cup by cup, he picked up the wine jug and poured it at this time, and only poured out a few drops of wine.

His face sank, and he scolded the palace people next to him, "Don't you see that this wine jug is empty, why don't you hurry up and bring me wine!" ”

The palace people hurried to get the wine.

Ling Chengli glanced at the side and couldn't help but smack. Originally, there were two pots of wine on the table, but it didn't take long for Ling Chengxi to drink them all.

The palace people quickly took the wine and carefully placed it next to Ling Chengxi.

Ling Chengxi poured another full cup with a calm face, raised his head and drank it all. As soon as he put down the wine glass, maybe because he had more strength, the table shook, and the wine jug standing next to him shook suddenly, and it fell down without standing firmly.

The wine in the jug had just been poured out, and it was very full, and the tilt spilled out, and most of it was poured on Ling Chengxi's body, and the wine jug rolled along the table and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The noise was so loud that the hall fell silent, and most of the eyes looked towards the place where the noise had come from.

Ling Botao was taken aback, and when he turned his head and saw that Ling Chengxi's clothes were half wet, still dripping with water, he was very embarrassed, and he couldn't help frowning.

"What's going on?" Ling Botao glanced at the wine jug on the ground and asked.

Ling Chengxi felt everyone's gaze, most of the wine woke up, his face was blue and white for a while, and he replied in a low voice, "Erchen was careless, knocked down the wine jug, and asked my father to forgive me." ”

Ling Chengxi's biological mother, Concubine Wangui, sat at a table next to the emperor and queen, the screen was slightly blocked, and she didn't see what happened just now, but she also saw her son looking embarrassed, and couldn't help but speak, "The weather is cold, and most of this clothes are wet, so you have to change them quickly so as not to catch a cold." ”

Obviously she hadn't said anything yet, so this Wan Guifei said these words in front of her, as if she was afraid that she would mistreat her son.

Displeasure rose in Ling Botao's heart, his face was slightly gloomy, but he endured it stubbornly.

After saying that, as if she knew that she had lost her words, Concubine Wan said to Ling Botao again, "The concubine is anxious for a while, and I ask the emperor for your understanding." ”

Ling Botao glanced at the ministers below, and the corners of his mouth tugged up, "It's okay." ”

Ling Chengxi's head was a little dizzy, he was so ugly, he only felt that everyone was watching his jokes at this time.

He knew that his mother was speaking for himself, and he was sure in his heart, and as soon as Ling Botao finished speaking, he hurriedly saluted, "I also ask my father to allow his sons to leave and change their clothes." ”

Ling Botao's face sank a little, but he didn't say anything, and waved his hand perfunctorily, "Hurry up." ”

Ling Chengxi hurriedly got up and left in a hurry.

As Ling Chengxi left, the hall slowly returned to its previous state. And Ling Botao glanced at Ling Chengxi's back with a calm face, turned his head to the queen and said, "The sixth child has been acting a little impetuously during this time. ”