The tension and danger had ebbed, and it was time for them to be alone.

Dongfang Xuanze hugged Chen Jintong and kissed him on the forehead.

"Alright, go back and get some rest."

But it backfired, the banquet was not over yet, and as soon as Chen Jintong and Dongfang Xuanze, a couple, appeared, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Chen Jintong's people have come closer, Chen Jintong's poetry in the old man's mansion has long been the best in the world, some people have seen Chen Jintong's talent of relying on horses, and some people have hearsay, but they still don't believe it.

Seeing that Chen Jintong had arrived, everyone hurriedly approached to invite.

As for Dongfang Xuanze, he just smiled.

On the other side, the third prince seemed to feel that someone had come during the short time he was asleep, but he opened the wooden box to check it, and found that the things inside were in danger and orderly.

He scratched his scalp and pointed to the rest of the wooden boxes, which the guards hurriedly opened one by one, and the three princes looked at them like collectors inspecting their own collections.

He took out the box of camphor wood from under his clothes, stared inside, and found that the jade pendant was still lying inside, and his heart finally fell back to its original position.

At the banquet, several people had approached and asked: "We are waiting for the "Qushui Liuzhen", now that Lord Chen has arrived, come and come, we invite Lord Chen and the prince to participate in our elegant gathering. In fact, Chen Jintong doesn't like to be with these sour Mr. Dongyan the most.

But throughout history, many battles that destroyed the world were provoked by the literati of Douzi, thinking of this, Chen Jintong had come closer, "It's just a small skill of carving insects, and it is really disrespectful to be so loved by you." ”

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

In short, someone put down a white jade cup on the covered bridge, and the white jade cup as thin as a cicada's wings was filled with wine, and whoever floated the white jade cup to the hand would drink.

Everyone has taken their places, leaving the remaining two seats for Chen Jintong and Dongfang Xuanze, the two of them sat opposite each other, and the officials of the upstream Honglu Temple had put the white jade cup on the water, and the water pushed the white jade cup down, and it was really a coincidence that the first cup stopped at Chen Jintong's hand.

Chen Jintong got up, held the white jade cup and drank it all, "But I don't know if you are limiting the rhyme or the proposition?" "She has the chance to win, every moment, the good Chinese poetry is activated in her chest and mind, and she just needs to rush out.

Everyone only knows that Chen Jintong is only eight years old, rich and rich, how do they know that Chen Jintong's poems are by no means improvised, and they are created instantly? Everyone looked at Chen Jintong's appearance, and hurriedly came over, in terms of poetry and songs, Chen Jintong has always been from simple to difficult, forming a stepwise development.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed," Chen Jintong looked very melancholy, raised his glass and looked at the moon in the sky, and his voice seemed to be a lot lower and lonely, "I suspect that it is frost on the ground, raise my head to look at the bright moon, and bow my head to think of my hometown." ”

This poem is easy to understand and catchy, it is really a good work for both the elegant and the vulgar, a few sour Mr. Dongyan has walked towards Chen Jintong, everyone exchanges experiences with each other, one person approached Chen Jintong, almost about to bow.

"What a heart-wrenching bowed head and missed his hometown."

"What a Master Chen, such an export is really a model for me." The words of praise from these people were endless, but Chen Jintong just smiled sweetly, not proud at all.

Even, a little ashamed, but ashamed just right, peace of mind. Someone came to Dongfang Xuanze's side and invited Dongfang Xuanze to compose a poem, Dongfang Xuanze also had a unique mouth, although it was not as powerful as Li Taibai, but it was not much different.

Chen Jintong is a picker, and she looks very powerful to people who don't know, but if she does this research herself, she will find that it is actually nothing remarkable.

But Dongfang Xuanze is different, his poetry and poetry are really sensitive, everyone was amazed, Chen Jintong silently recited the poem with a strong sense of rhythm, and was a little inexplicably moved for a while.

Chen Jintong approached Dongfang Xuanze, and the two of them drank, it turned out that Dongfang Xuanze had already drunk high, his eyes were a little confused, he grabbed Chen Jintong's hand, "That poem was written for you, how about it?" ”

"Okay, okay." Chen Jintong's eyes contained a soft touch, her attentive gaze was fixed on Dongfang Xuanze's face, he drank a little more, a faint Yanran appeared on his cheeks, the flush showed the turbulence in his heart, Chen Jintong let Dongfang Xuanze hold his hands, and his eyes stared at him for a moment.

In Zhongjing, Dongfang Xuanze is an extraordinary person, if anyone talks about beautiful men during the conversation, Dongfang Xuanze is unsurpassed, don't look at so many princes in Zhongjing, but what is really favored by people is nothing more than him.

Over the years, how many people have had a war of words in private about Dongfang Xuanze's marriage, but they didn't expect that Dongfang Xuanze was captured by Cheng Biting Jin Chen Jintong, who was killed halfway, which is incredible.

"Hitomi, you look so good when you smile." Dongfang Xuanze sighed, the strength of holding her hand made Chen Jintong feel comfortable, and the constant warmth was a sense of security.

"The prince also looks good when he laughs." Chen Jintong replied.

"But the prince seems to have drunk too much," Dongfang Xuanze opened his mouth, and a rich aroma of wine mixed with the faint green pine-like tranquil breath in his mouth, and the sound that came to his face caught Chen Jintong's heart, "Lord, I'll send you home." ”

Chen Jintong snapped his fingers to the rear, and Xiao Ding, who was not far away, had already approached like a storm, standing behind Dongfang Xuanze respectfully.

"Xiao Ding, take a hand."

Dongfang Xuanze did drink too much, at today's banquet, he should have maintained a dignified and dignified, but I don't know why, at this moment, he suddenly became drunk and hazy.

Drunk, he relied more on Chen Jintong, got up and leaned on Chen Jintong, some people saw that they were about to leave, and spontaneously got out of the way, Chen Jintong and Dongfang Xuanze are golden boys and girls, where the two of them appeared, there was a sigh of envy and praise.

In that era, how many marriages were buried in the hands of parents and clan relatives, they completely and completely ignored the feelings and choices of the newlyweds, and formed a well-established convention, but Chen Jintong and Dongfang Xuanze were different, the two of them resolutely broke the shackles of marriage and broke away from the cage that had imprisoned love for thousands of years.

Passing by Chen Yuying, Chen Jintong obviously saw the unpredictable chagrin on Chen Yuying's face, in fact, in Chen Yuying's opinion, it is herself who is really a golden and jade relationship of Dongfang Xuanze, after all, in terms of status, appearance and grade, she is his equal.