Meng Zhaoyan dressed more elegantly in the mansion, and was not as noble as when he was outside.

The eunuch who reported the news in the palace came to the house, respectfully conveyed the message, Meng Zhaoyan seemed to have just gotten the news, and after a few polite words, Meng Zhaoyan made a look, and the housekeeper stepped forward to deliver the gold ingot.

Meng Zhaoyan left from the side door, thinking a little in his heart.

Meng Lianfeng had a big scandal this time, and the emperor must not know about it, so let's not talk about it for the time being, the emperor wants to save face, and he will definitely not let Meng Lianfeng show his face more tonight, so if one end of the balance goes down, the other end will definitely come up.

The person who came up was none other than Meng Zhaoyan.

The emperor insisted on hegemony, conniving at the imperial court while avoiding the prince, even so, he was also a little partial to the tough Meng Lianfeng, and today's affairs may just turn a blind eye.

Meng Zhaoyan took a deep breath, he had been in the palace for a long time, and it was time for him to move his muscles and bones.

Tonight, that's the first step.

Song Huaci has been pondering in the pharmacy since she came back yesterday, and Meng Zhaoyan has not stopped her because of her deep affection for Song Qiaoshu, and her body has recovered well, so she doesn't have to be tough anymore.

But tonight's banquet, she must go with herself.

Meng Zhaoyan did not send someone to inform her, but went by herself.

Lu Yin and Xiyue, who were guarding the door, chatted in a low voice, and when they saw Meng Zhaoyan hurriedly bowed, Meng Zhaoyan stretched out his hand to block their voices, and pushed open the door and went in alone.

Song Huaci sat in front of the desk and flipped through the book, with thin eyebrows and frowning, afraid that he had encountered some thorny problems.

Meng Zhaoyan knocked on the jade screen, and his voice was crisp, and he asked, "What's the matter, has the ancestral hall encountered any difficulties?" ”

Song Huaci raised his head and gave him a look, then lowered his head again, hummed from his nose, and said nothing.

Meng Zhaoyan was helpless, he could always find that his sense of existence was extremely low in the heart of the Song Painting Temple.

Seeing her flipping through the book and staring at the pages with sharp eyes, you knew that she was struggling with something.

Meng Zhaoyan came to the case, leaned over and stretched out his hand to block the sight of the Song Painting Ancestral Hall, and finally got a reaction from the Song Painting Ancestral Hall.

"What are you doing?" Song Huaci raised his head and stared at him fiercely.

Meng Zhaoyan shook his head, thinking that he would talk about business directly.

"Tonight, Shen Yanxiu will be invited to a banquet in the palace, as my concubine, you will go with me."

Song Huaci dropped the book and said, "Headache!" ”

"How?"

"I'm going to die!"

Meng Zhaoyan chuckled lightly and said, "What are you busy with?" Is Miss Song San's injury still healed? ”

Song Huaci shook his head, "Sister's injury is treated, I can't help, it's not that busy, I'm thinking about your leg disease......"

Meng Zhaoyan was stunned for a moment, and didn't ask more, because the result was bound to be disappointing, so he returned to the topic of Fang Cai.

"It's still early, you go back to the room and let Xiyue clean up, and we'll enter the palace after we clean up."

Song Huaci complained, full of dissatisfaction in his heart, but knew that he couldn't refuse, so he reluctantly left.

Xiyue got the order and followed.

The Song Painting Temple was tossed and turned, and only then did he know what Meng Zhaoyan's words meant.

The hour is still early, and it is not too early for her to toss into the hour, she has a clear soup and noodles without makeup, and finally she was dressed as a beauty who is peach and ashamed, and she was also amazed by herself, pulling a dignified cloud bun, wearing a blue color and red step, not to mention the weight on her head, it is also pleasing to the eye.

The setting moon opened the bead curtain for the Song Painting Temple, and Meng Zhaoyanfu, who was separated from the outside, raised his eyes and faced them, and the light in his eyes did not fade.

The person in front of him slowly overlapped with the person who was in Xiujing on the night of the candle in the cave room.

He said softly: "The ancestral hall is so beautiful. ”

Song Huaci lowered his head with a red face, a little inexplicably nervous, and some joy that came out, Xiyue smiled on the side: "Don't be shy, princess, the prince is right!" ”

Song Huaci glanced at her, didn't say a word, walked a few steps ahead, and said, "Lord Wang, let's go." ”

It's a pretending to be calm.

Meng Zhaoyan smiled and nodded, walked in front, and the Song Painting Temple took a step sideways to follow him.

The way to the palace is a rare high-profile, the palace site is not far from the palace, and it has not gone far to the palace gate.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the palace, Meng Zhaoyan got out of the car, and when the servant showed the sign and waited for the others to open the door, the Song Painting Temple also came down, this time it was not very uncomfortable, and it was not embarrassed.

A cadre of people waited outside the door, and Meng Zhaoyan and the Song Painting Temple went in.

The Baohe Hall set up a banquet, and the ministers had not yet arrived, so they were gathering together in twos and threes and whispering, and when Meng Zhaoyan stepped into the hall, everyone seemed to be silent for a moment before they spoke again.

Meng Zhaoyan's eyes swept lightly, and several people who wanted to come forward to talk also retreated.

Meng Zhaoyan did not change his face and sat down, his position was cleverly arranged, sitting under the emperor, this is nothing, but it stands to reason that Meng Lianfeng should be on his right side according to the ranking of brothers, but at this moment, what he is doing on his right side is Yin Shang.

Meng Zhaoyan looked at Shang Yin Shang, and the two smiled politely and did not talk.

The whole Song Painting Temple was smiling, showing virtuousness.

Meng Zhaoyan praised her in a low voice, "The ancestral hall is doing a good job." ”

Song Huaci was still smiling, glanced at him lightly, and said, "That's." ”

Meng Zhaoyan smiled heartily.

Not long after Meng Zhaoyan came, Meng Lianfeng arrived, obviously stepping on Meng Zhaoyan's back and coming in, which meant that everyone knew it.

As soon as he came, he was not as indifferent as Meng Zhaoyan, there were many people who went up to talk, and he was also happy to be sought after by everyone, and responded one by one with a smile and kind words.

Meng Zhaoyan saw it in his eyes, as if he had inadvertently glanced at Yin Shang, and when he saw him looking at the door, Meng Lianfeng frowned lightly, and smiled silently.

Song Huaci was bored and asked in a low voice, "What are you laughing at?" ”

"Can you look at my fifth brother?"

"Fifth brother? The Five Princes? Song Huaci asked.

Meng Zhaoyan took a sip of tea and said, "Exactly." How do you feel about his posture at the moment? ”

Song Huaci looked at it carefully for a few minutes, frowned and said: "Arrogant, arrogant, and ......"

"And flamboyant." Meng Zhaoyan took over.

Song Huaci nodded in agreement.

"I'll talk to you about it later." Meng Zhaoyan interrupted, and as soon as he raised his head, Meng Lianfeng had already walked to the opposite side of him at this time.

Meng Zhaoyan smiled, it turned out.

The Ministry of Rites is Meng Lianfeng's person, and it is estimated that he was instructed by Meng Lianfeng, so the position was arranged here.

But tonight, it was doomed to be self-defeating.

Meng Lianfeng didn't sit down, but came to Meng Zhaoyan's case, and arched his hand: "Third brother hasn't seen you for a long time, newlywed Yan'er, can you stay comfortably in the mansion?" ”

Meng Zhaoyan smiled and nodded, "Comfort is secondary, no better than the fifth brother in the palace." ”

Meng Zhaoyan quit the dynasty because of his newlywed, and the reason was legitimate, but Meng Lianfeng faced the wall in the palace because of his mistakes, and compared the two, it was difficult for Meng Lianfeng not to blush.

If he doesn't mention it, others won't go up to him and rush at him, if he does, he won't find face for himself.

Meng Lianfeng gritted his teeth, remembering Meng Zhaoyan's embarrassed appearance of being chased and killed by himself, he forgot about this stubble for a while, and Yin Shang had a headache when he watched it from the side.

At this time, there was a commotion at the door, and I saw three or two courtiers standing on both sides at this time, and one person wearing brocade clothes followed several courtiers and stepped into the hall step by step.