Because of what Mrs. Li said, Yang Qingyun and Tian Shuang glanced at each other silently, and then looked at the two of them together.

…… It's hard to say whether there is a feud or not, but it's definitely not like what Mrs. Li said because of King Nanmu's 'liking' for Shen Daxiangye.

It's just that in this kind of atmosphere, it won't be good if you debunk it, even Tian Shuang knows this reason. The three of them talked like this again, and Mrs. Li left first because she still had to entertain the other officials in the palace.

As soon as she walked on the front foot, the decanting soup sent by Yang Qingyun on the back foot happened to come in, all the way directly to Shen Liangzhao.

At that time, this handsome young prime minister was continuing to drink with King Nanmu.

Since he sat in the position of prime minister, he has participated in such a big scene many times, so he naturally copes with it freely. In fact, he usually doesn't eat too much wine at such a banquet, but because of King Nanmu, he made a rough calculation, and estimated that he had already eaten thirteen cups.

It's a shame that he drinks well, otherwise wouldn't he have been laughed at by the master in front of him?

He drank all the wine from the cup, and it was very chic. The general put the wine cup on the table, and a maid next to him handed over a bowl of steaming soup, and a rich aroma immediately came to the nose.

Shen Liangzhao turned his head and looked at the maid.

The maid explained: "This is the sobering soup sent by the slave maid ordered by Miss Yang San, so that the slave maid will tell you that drinking too much wine hurts your body, and please pay attention to it." ”

Shen Liangzhao will finish drinking, and his lips are red and bright. Hearing what the maid said, she seemed to be a little unbelievable, and after a while, her eyebrows were full of smiles, and her voice softened a little, "I know, thank you." ”

After finishing speaking, his eyes went to Yang Qingyun's seat.

His move was just an instant, and when he turned around, he saw Zhang Yanjun, who was still talking and laughing with him, with a smile on his face.

Shen Liangzhao took away the wine cup, and brought the decanting soup to him, smiling proudly.

"The prince can't help it, I actually don't drink very well, I'm already a little dizzy right now, and I'm worried that I'm going to get drunk for a while. Now it's good, the bowl of decanting soup sent by Qingyun is very timely, let me eat it first, I can't brush off her kindness. When he said this, Shen Liangzhao had already picked up the soup spoon, scooped it in the bowl, put it to his mouth and blew it very seriously, this time he remembered the one opposite, and said very understandingly, "Well, Weichen forgot, the prince also drank a lot of wine, so I'm afraid that your body can't stand it." If you can have a bowl of decanting soup like me at this moment, it will be the best. Otherwise, Wechen will help you order a bowl to come......"

Shen Liangzhao said this deliberately, and since he entered the fiefdom and met this master, he has become even more clear about one thing - this Yang San girl is very interested in the Wu'an Hou Mansion.

He came over this time, one is that he does have some things to deal with, and the other is that he is not worried about Zhang Yanjun, the king of Nanmu.

There is no loss left and right, if he comes with him, there is always a way to make this person retreat.

No, Miss Yang San was very cooperative, she was close to him in front of him, and now she sent her a sobering soup alone. He has always been restrained and reserved, and because he had the intention of making King Nanmu die, he deliberately showed off in front of him.

…… But he also showed himself.

He was willing to eat it.

Shen Liangzhao was full of emotion for a while, and he loved and hated in his heart. When I turned around, I saw that King Nanmu's face was blue, and I felt much better.

"No need, I'm fine now, so naturally I don't need ......" Zhang Yanjun only felt that the jealousy in his heart was rolling wildly, and he didn't know what he said for a while, but there was a soft inquiry from the maid on the side, "Does the prince need decanting soup?" ”

Zhang Yanjun turned his head and just saw the steaming fragrant soup in the maid's hand, and he couldn't take it anymore.

His face trembled, and there was even a smile on his lips.

Although Shen Liangzhao called himself a micro-minister in front of him, he only needed to obey the emperor and sit with the prince, and his identity was actually not much different, so he didn't care too much about what would happen if he offended him.

He said to the maid with a bad heart: "Well, you probably didn't hear it clearly, the prince said that he had a good amount of wine, and now he is still very sober and has no problems at all, I want to help him call a bowl of bowls, but he directly refused." Therefore, the bowl of decanting soup in your hand should not be used yet, so I bother you to take it back first, and come back later if necessary. ”

The maid heard him say this, and after bowing, she was ready to withdraw.

Zhang Yanjun stopped her immediately, and asked her to put down the sobering soup.

"Since it's all delivered, let's put it away, I've drunk a lot like Shen Xiang, and eating some sobering soup is also good for my body." Zhang Yanjun had already packed up his emotions, and he didn't seem to have any expression on his face, but his eyes were frighteningly bright, and he deceived himself as Prime Minister Shen Dacheng with a pair of fiery eyes.

After the maid put down her things and was about to leave, Zhang Yanjun said slowly, "...... You also sent a copy to the person who ordered this bowl of soup, and I saw that she had eaten a lot of fruit wine. The girl's family is just greedy, and she probably doesn't know the stamina of the fruit wine, and she should have a headache at night. ”

The maid seemed to be stunned for a moment before replying to him, "The prince doesn't need to worry, Madame didn't drink much fruit wine because she wanted to take care of tonight's banquet." Except for the two and a half cups that she drank at Miss Yang San's side, she didn't drink much else. Madame also asked the slave maid to bring a word, let the prince control it, and if you continue to drink heavily, I am afraid that you will get drunk......"

Zhang Yanjun's complexion changed subtly, and he didn't want to listen to the maid say anything anymore, so he waved his hand and let people go.

Because the time of the decanting soup was about the same, he thought that the first bowl was explained by Miss Yang San, and the second bowl must also be her handiwork, but he didn't want to, he was happy in vain.

Shen Liangzhao looked at the one on the side and was suddenly silent, his eyes were very deep.

He began to eat the decanting soup, and after a few bites in a row, he felt that there was something he had to say.

"The prince now has a beautiful flower by his side, and there is a little county lord who was born with pink carving, and his life is already very happy, why bother to think about what he shouldn't do?"

Zhang Yanjun turned his head to look at him, and he didn't know if it was because of the strength of the wine or something, and his face was gloomy and terrifying.

Shen Liangzhao was familiar with it, and turned to the two noble girls who were chatting with the little county lord, and said more and more bluntly, "My fair lady and gentleman, I also understand that men often like to pursue beautiful things, but the prince doesn't seem to be very sober, she is a noble daughter of the Houmen, and she is from a noble background, how can she be your concubine?" ”

When it comes to this, it is naturally a tear of the skin.

Zhang Yanjun was silent for a moment, and no longer concealed his intentions, "You are not us, how will you understand?" ”