Han Yue followed Sikong Yanfei and Luo Yan into the Weiwang Palace.

Luo Yan was dressed very formally, with flawless jade hanging on the jade hook on his waist, and the whole person looked extraordinarily energetic.

Han Yue peeked at Sikong Yanfei again.

Dressed in a black robe, his ice-sculpture-like side face is cold at any time, and his deep eyes contain Sen Sen's murderous intention.

Han Yue couldn't help but shudder.

Whenever she saw such a Sikong Yanfei, she would think of everything about him in her previous life, maybe this was the real him, like a lone wolf in the wilderness, always on guard against the enemy's approach.

Sikong Yanfei suddenly turned his head to look at her, and a trace of imperceptible worry flashed in his eyes.

Han Yue hurriedly stepped up to follow.

The palace was unusually quiet, and the attendants stood one by one with their heads bowed and standing against the wall, their figures hidden in the darkness of the lamplight, and the guards with swords stood according to their swords, exuding a cold and dangerous aura everywhere.

Hanyue inhaled deeply, and she placed her hand on her abdomen, as if this was the only way to feel some warmth.

She can't back down, she is now in the same boat as Sikong Yanfei, if he loses, then she will have no way out.

Everyone walked into the main hall surrounded by more than a dozen guards.

Han Yue raised her head and glanced at it quickly, only to see several shirtless men with sharp axes standing on both sides of the palace gate, full of gangsterism, extremely fierce, and intimidating.

Han Yue only felt that her heart was like a drum.

Although she could pretend to be calm and calm on her face, her hands were cold and unconscious.

Sikong Yanfei suddenly stopped after entering the door, and Luo Yan continued to move forward, staggering a few steps from him.

Han Yue then walked in, just behind Sikong Yanfei.

"The temple is dark, watch your feet." Sikong Yan said lightly, and at the same time raised his sleeves and grabbed her.

Han Yue was stunned.

On this occasion, she and her concubine could only walk behind her master, but now Sikong Yan grabbed her, this is ......

In an instant, the eyes of all the ministers in the palace turned over.

Luo Yan looked back when he heard the sound and smiled slightly, "It's all my fault, I forgot that Ah Yue was still pregnant with an heir." ”

Sikong Yan's face was expressionless, and he took Hanyue's hand to follow.

Han Yue only felt that his hands were as cold as hers, and although the hands of the two were held together, no one could warm each other.

It seems that Sikong Yanfei has a lot of taboos about meeting with Prince Wan here today, but he can't see the clue from his face at all.

"Eighth brother!" Princess Cheng rushed out of the banquet, lifted the corner of her skirt that was in the way, and greeted Luo Yan happily, "The eighth brother is really here!" ”

Luo Yan smiled and took Princess Yan's hand, "Why didn't you see the prince come out?" ”

"Eldest brother, he's talking to Prince Wan behind the palace." Princess Miao chirped, raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of Hanyue behind, and her eyes immediately burned.

Luo Yan used his body to block Princess Chen's sight, "Will the queen come tonight?" ”

Princess Cheng shook her head, "Since the death of my father, the queen mother has rarely appeared, and I heard the eldest brother say that she is too sad, and her body is not as good as before." ”

A hint of darkness flashed in Luo Yan's eyes.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came, "Eighth brother is here?" ”

The fragrant wind gusted, surrounded by ten palace maids, Prince Wei walked out from the back of the palace, and beside him was a man in gorgeous clothes, in his early twenties, with a thin figure and no flesh on his cheeks, which set off his eyes were exceptionally bright.

Han Yue noticed that those eyes were somewhat similar to Sikong Yan's.

I think it's the prince of Anhui.

Sikong Yanfei's hand holding her suddenly tightened, the force was so great that Han Yue's face turned white in pain, but she didn't struggle, but quietly rubbed her thumb against his tiger's mouth.

Sikong Yan's hand froze for a moment, and the next moment suddenly relaxed, pulling her to her side.

"Uncle Huang, I haven't seen you for a long time." Prince Wan looked at them with a mocking smile on his face.

Sikong Yanfei smiled coldly and did not answer.

Han Yue felt that Prince Wan's gaze fell on her, she hurriedly lowered her head and gave a salute, "The concubine has seen Prince Wan." ”

The prince of Anhui looked at her meaningfully, "This is the emperor's favorite concubine, I heard that you have the ability of a wise man, and now you are pregnant with the emperor's uncle's heir, and the credit is not small, today is the opportunity to ask him for credit, you say, what reward do you want, with me in this imperial uncle, I will definitely not refute your face." ”

Han Yue didn't raise her head, and gave a salute again, "The concubine's body is just a meager strength, how dare you ask for a reward." After speaking, he shrank back and retreated to Sikong Yanfei's side, hanging his head, looking flattered.

Prince Wan was a little disappointed, he thought that Hanyue would propose to let Sikong Yanfei give her an official name, so that Sikong Yanfei should not respond in front of everyone.

If he agrees, Hanyue's lowly status will become his laughing stock, and if he doesn't, it will make people think that he is more important than virtuous, and all the sages present will discuss him for this instead of him.

I didn't expect Hanyue to be fooled.

Is there really a woman who doesn't care about who she is?

Prince Wan looked at Han Yue again.

Prince Wei and Luo Yan entered the table at this time, and Sikong Yan pulled Han Yue's hand and also entered the table.

The seat of Prince Wan was originally on the right hand side of Prince Wei, but Sikong Yanfei did not hesitate and sat directly on that seat.

Hanyue secretly gasped.

This move is too arrogant, and he directly occupied the position of the prince of Anhui.

For a while, everyone's eyes were on Prince Wan, who was standing there dryly.

The seat that originally belonged to him was now occupied by King Danyang, and everyone wanted to see how he responded.

Prince Wei's face was cloudy, "King Danyang Xu doesn't know, this son was originally the prince of Anhui." ”

Sikong Yan said "um", pulled up his clothes, and Shi Shiran sat down.

Hanyue secretly picked her big finger, which was domineering enough.

Glancing at Prince Wan, he saw that his face was pale, "It's really worthy of being an imperial uncle, and such a rude thing has been done in a grand manner." ”

Facing the other party's ridicule, Sikong Yan smiled faintly, "You call yourself a lonely uncle, as an elder, can't you even sit in a seat?" ”

Prince Wan froze.

Luo Yan calmly came to the subordinate seat beside Sikong Yanfei and sat down, laughing, "What King Danyang said is very true, it's just a seat, the elder first, the young last, how can Prince Wan not understand." ”

Hanyue bowed her head and knelt behind Sikong Yanfei, if it weren't for the fact that someone would be discovered, she would almost clap her hands.

It seems that as long as Luo Yan and Sikong Yanfei join forces, this palace of the country is not as terrible as she thought.

Prince Wan sat down under Luo Yan's men with a dark face.

This is the official beginning of the banquet.

Prince Wei summoned Mei Ji to serve wine, and for a while, the warblers in the hall sang and laughed, the fragrant wind gusted, and the woman's coquettish laughter eased the atmosphere in the hall a lot.

At this moment, Prince Wei raised the wine bottle and handed it to Mei Ji, who was serving the wine beside him: "Eighth brother is rare to come back, you go and salute him on my behalf." ”

Mei Ji picked up the wine bottle and walked towards Luo Yan......