Fu Jingyan obviously sensed the middle-aged man's gaze about to kill, he raised his eyes unhurriedly, his fingers moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

Bai Xiao almost rushed over and beat the man to death, because he clearly saw the man say two words, and his mouth was "father-in-law." ”

It was the first time he had seen such an arrogant person, but thinking that it was his birthday banquet now, and the officials were all here, it was not easy to make trouble and embarrassment, so he had to endure it and think about how to kill people when he turned around.

At this time, there was a sensation outside the door, and I saw Song Jinchao, who was dressed in white and as gentle as jade as a young man, walked in from outside the door.

Bai Xiao didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly greeted him.

Song Jinchao's chin smiled, a pair of eyes glanced slightly, and fell on Bai Xi's body, and then moved slightly, landing on the man next to Bai Xi.

His eyes darkened slightly, and he asked Bai Xiao quietly, "Who is that person?" ”

Bai Xiao wiped the sweat on his forehead and said hesitantly: "I don't know." ”

Song Jinchao naturally knew that Bai Xiao was from his side, and he couldn't lie to him, so he immediately pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled gently: "Miss Bai seems to be very familiar with him." ”

Counting up, Song Jinchao and his nominal nephew haven't seen each other for several years, and in order to avoid suspicion, Song Jinchao rarely goes out, and he has never seen Fu Jingyan, so that when they meet now, they can't recognize each other.

He smiled, and with a calm expression on his face, he sat down in the banquet room next to him with Bai Xiao's guidance.

Liuli followed closely behind, with a cold expression, and a tight-fitting black dress, which combined the meaning of the nickname Leng Beauty impartially.

She didn't miss the coldness in Song Jinchao's eyes, and the fingers holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but tighten.

Liuli's gaze turned slightly, fell on the minister who came to toast, and turned to look at Song Jinchao, who looked embarrassed, and her voice was hoarse: "Master, your body is weak, and in this winter, you can't get the wine even better." ”

When the minister heard this, his face was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't get off the stage.

Song Jinchao didn't even lift his eyelids, and slowly swept the folds at his sleeves.

Ruri stretched out her hand, her calloused and scarred fingers holding the flask slightly, and then filled herself with a glass of hot wine.

She respectfully clinked her glass with the minister: "The slave master respects the prime minister." ”

The prime minister's expression suddenly softened, and he happily drank all the wine in the wine glass: "Where is the girl, the prince is not in good health, and the minister has not thought it through." ”

As he spoke, his gaze was glued to the woman's delicate body like a wandering insect, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Then he glanced down at Song Jinchao, who was drinking tea by himself, and saw that Song Jinchao did not react in the slightest, so he boldly put his hand on the woman's fingers.

"The prince is the prince, and even the maidservants around him are so delicate."

He smiled, his voice tinged with a hint of banter.

Liuli clenched the hilt of the sword, her eyes were red, she resisted the urge to understand the minister with a knife, and took a step back quietly: "Prime Minister, self-respect." ”

The prime minister's face sank in an instant, and what he saw was that Song Jinchao had no power and powerless, and he didn't dare to confront him head-on.

Now that Song Jinchao has not spoken, the little minions dare to resist, which makes him suddenly embarrassed.

"Self-respect?" He raised his hand and slapped the woman's face, and said angrily: "A little minion, dare to give this official a look?!" ”