(Degree of Literature) "Congratulations to Lord Liu, congratulations to General Huyi." Sheng Han's sleeve etiquette was beyond reproach, and he personally presented a congratulatory gift.

Pei Lingqi behind her still had a pale and lukewarm face, even if Liang Qiuqi said one pleasing word after another, he didn't show any enthusiasm.

Just as Fang Yi was giving him a gift, a luxurious sedan chair fell in front of the door, and Sheng Nanru walked out of it.

"Ouch, it's such a coincidence today, Qi Sleeves, the Fifth Highness, and the War Lord were all met by this palace."

Sheng Han, who had finished being polite with the host, stood on the side, let Pei Lingqi come forward, heard this thick and greasy voice, and leaned over to the man unconsciously.

Pei Lingqi looked sideways slightly, a shallow warmth floated in his eyes, thinking of the people approaching, and that gentleness was quickly replaced by indifference.

"Auntie." Sheng Han sleeved down the steps, just enough to block half of the man's body behind him, "Auntie, you're here, ask how your aunt is doing." ”

"Hey, yes, all right." Sheng Nanru touched her face with a smile, and thought quietly in her heart, today's Qi sleeves are much sweeter than before?

Turning her gaze to Pei Lingqi behind her, she smiled a little, "Lord Zhan, you look more handsome than before." ”

Ordinary people have a taste of teasing when they say this, but Duchess Nan lost her husband in her early years, and then remarried Xu Xian died of illness, so she has lived alone until now, and she has always been pure-hearted and has few desires.

The same words came out of her mouth, that is, there was no sense of distance from the younger generation.

Pei Lingqi's black eyes were like splashing ink, the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, Sheng Han's sleeves seemed to have sense, and quietly shook his hand gently.

He lowered his eyelashes, and the rich yin owl in his eyes dissipated slightly.

Liang Qiuji didn't realize the undercurrent surging between the three of them at all, and quipped: "Duchess Nan, when will this hall be praised by you for being handsome?" ”

Sheng Nanru patted him on the shoulder, "Fifth Highness, even if you praise people, this palace is not good at having a conscience!" ”

It was all a joke, and no one took it seriously, so there was a hearty laugh.

Liu Yushi smiled as he welcomed the distinguished guests into the door.

The four of them walked in one after another, and the younger generations wanted to respect the elders, so Sheng Nanru was surrounded by left and right - on the left was Liang Qiuji, and on the right was naturally Sheng Han's sleeve.

Pei Ling perched on the right rear of Sheng Han's sleeve, and his gloomy eyes swept past the elegant and luxurious middle-aged woman.

On the surface, Princess Qisleeve and the five princes of Yuqiong are more intimate, and as for the prince of Zhan, it seems to be an unrequited love for Princess Qisleeve.

In fact, Sheng Han's thoughts fell on Pei Lingqi, she was afraid that men would be provoked by Sheng Nanru to have unpleasant memories, so she tried her best to ask Sheng Nanru not to lead the topic to him.

How Liang Qiu's traces were, she really didn't care at all.

The seats of the banquet are divided into men and women, Sheng Han's sleeves are not qualified to share the table with the Duchess of Nan, and the five princes of Yuqiong and the prince of Fanyu are special guests, and there are specially arranged positions.

Unfortunately, Pei Lingqi's seat was relatively close to Sheng Nanru's.

Sheng Han's sleeves were worried, she was not afraid of the close position, she was just afraid that someone would come up and light the fire, after all, she had cued the big guy many times.

After sitting down, she looked at the man's direction, and Pei Lingqi was also looking over, her eyes were warm and shallow.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Sheng Hansleeve gave him a flying kiss.

Pei Lingqi's thin lips were slightly raised.

Liang Qiuji beside him leaned slightly sideways towards him, but missed the smile that flashed at the corner of his mouth, "I didn't think that more than ten years have passed, but Duchess Nan has praised you more." ”

The man's face was cold, and he said coldly and playfully: "What, do you want her to praise you?" ”

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