Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Banquet Storm [2]

By the time everyone reacted, Mei Wu was already sitting next to Si Teng Feng, and the upright and holy brilliance looked elegant and refined.

"See the emperor, long live my emperor, long live the queen mother, the queen mother, the queen In an instant, the people around him knelt down, and the respectful shouts resounded throughout the palace.

Si Tou Feng was gentle and elegant, with an easy-going attitude, and raised his hand and said, "Flat." A domineering spirit of the exclusive king couldn't help but leak out, and suddenly everyone said again: "Thank you." ”

The dance on the side was slightly surprised by Si Teng Feng's short-term softness, and he couldn't help but glance at him who was smiling and handsome, and then glanced at the people who were kneeling down.

At this moment, it feels like being side by side with him in front of the world, there is no undercurrent of disputes, no calculation and revenge, if you can, Feng, are you willing to stay with my ordinary appearance, forget all the grievances in the world, and only want to hold a person's hand and accompany each other to the white head?

He could vaguely see his slightly irritable brows, and he knew in his heart that everything in front of him was just his disguise.

The Empress Dowager raised her voice on the side and said: "This is a day of great joy for me in Nanxia," and glanced at Si Teng Feng in a blink of an eye: "The mourning family specially set up a banquet to congratulate the queen on the joy of being pregnant with the dragon heir." ”

Everyone already knew in their hearts, and the news had already spread out of the palace, and now the people of Nanxia must know everything.

Qi Qi congratulated: "Congratulations to the emperor and queen. ”

The corners of Mei Wu's stiff mouth were slightly pulled, and an appropriate smile hung on the corners of his mouth, wondering what the queen mother was trying to do.

At the right time, Si Teng Feng suddenly covered his big hand with his little hand and passed the slight warmth little by little. Mai Wu deeply felt his tenderness.

Turning his head to look at him in a bit of a daze.

Si Tou Feng turned his head to look at each other, and slowly raised a smile: "I and the Empress thank you for your congratulations. Then he turned his head to look at everyone, but the big hand that held Mei Wu was still holding it tightly, so that Mei Wu's brows were unconsciously raised.

"Father-in-law Ji, prepare for the banquet." Looking into the distance, a cold voice commanded.

"Yes"

When Ji Gonggong retreated, Mei Wu moved slowly, ready to pull out his clenched hand, as if he felt Mei Wu break free, but Si Teng Feng stubbornly and arrogantly did not let go, on the contrary, it was even tighter.

The slightest pain, Mei Wu couldn't help whispering: "It hurts." ”

Si Tou Feng replied lightly: "Don't try to escape my control, you can only be me." At her, he smiled faintly. has never been domineering, but at the moment it seems a little naΓ―ve, but the slight irony in Chinese, because the voice is so soft that only Mei Wu can hear it, and she is the only one who understands his warning.

However, in the eyes of those who have a heart, the scene at this moment is undoubtedly talking about laughter and affection, ambiguous smiles, affection, and concubines, which angered Xiahoujie.

His eyes looked at the two people in the high position with a furious anger like a flame, staring closely at the clenched hands, and the silk thread in his heart seemed to be collapsing.

Under a dark official robe, the hands that had already been toothed and white were red, and from time to time, drops of blood slowly dripped down, submerged into the grass, and it was impossible to see it from a distance.

Her smile, but at the moment is completely just his, that faint, alluring beautiful face, but at the moment it is blooming for him alone, he hates, hates, he is just a step late, only such a small step, but lose her forever.

Thick eyebrows into the sideburns, eagle eyes like a shuttle, capable and resolute lines, even if there is no finely carved facial features, it is a cold but deep face.

Standing on one side was Xiahou Yuan, who was Xiahou Jie's proud father, but at the moment he hated the most.

Although Xiahou Yuan didn't look at Xiahou Jie, he accurately grasped his thoughts.

looked at the ambiguous two people in the distance, ignoring the stiffness in the action, just to untie the knot in Xia Houjie's heart.

"See? This is the life of the dance, now she is very happy, for her, let it go. ”

"How can you be happy?" Xia Houjie's painful color revealed, "She said, I am the happiness of her life, all this is just arranged by you, for that person, you can send her into the tiger's mouth ruthlessly." ”

Xiahou Jie had a deep hatred, even if he didn't look at Xiahou Yuan, the hatred between his words had already been revealed.

"There are no absolutes in the world, remember, you already have Yuxia, she is a good wife. As long as you are willing to let go, nothing will happen out of control. ”

For this stubborn son, Xiahou Yuan sighed silently.

Xiahou Meiwu, what kind of charm do you have that can make him so persistent? Looking at the dance in the distance, Xiahou Yuan whispered in his heart.

Xiahou Jie snorted coldly and said unruly: "Unless I die." ”

Every word is firm.

As if feeling the visible line of sight in the distance, Mei Wu glanced at Xia Houjie's direction.

The eyes on the other side suddenly became deep and dark, tangled, angry, pitying, and hiding too many incomprehensible emotions.

It's just that in an instant, Mei Wu smiled softly at him and said secretly: Brother.

Why? Obviously, the collection finally added one, but it fell again, depressed. 】