Chapter 689: I just can't see myself

Zhu Changxun's hand holding the folding fan paused slightly, met his gaze, and pulled a graceful smile on his lips: "Okay." ”

It's just that although the promise is refreshing, I don't believe a word in my heart.

That imperial grandmother, because she didn't like her mother's concubine, she hadn't cared about herself since she was a child, and she thought that she could go to Luoyang as soon as possible.

Even the demon book case that shocked the government and the opposition five years ago, he suspected that it was very likely that she made it in order to get him out of the capital.

"Third brother, why don't I go with you then, I haven't been in the palace for a few days." Zhu Changhao, who was sitting next to him, looked sideways at him and said.

This imperial grandmother had never cared too much about the third brother, and when she suddenly thought of him, she must have wanted to persuade him to go to Luoyang as soon as possible. When the time comes, if you have your own presence, you can also change the topic and be vague.

"It's fine." Zhu Changxun knew that his move was for his own good, so he nodded appreciatively.

Soon after, all the guests at the table arrived.

Immediately afterwards, there were servants and maids who brought all kinds of exquisite dishes and mellow wines, which were placed on the round table in front of everyone.

The sound of silk and bamboo on the other side of the stage gradually sounded, the curtain slowly opened, and some actors in costumes walked into the arena one after another.

"Look, look, it's the first dream of Mr. Tang's four dreams in Yumingtang, β€”β€”! of "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" Many of the guests present were frequent watchers, and they immediately judged the repertoire to be staged according to the performers' outfits.

Ye Chiwan was looking over there expectantly at this time, and couldn't help frowning when he heard this: "Why did you play "The Story of the Purple Hairpin" first, what people want to see most is "The Story of the Soul" played by Boss Lin!" ”

"The best of this is often the finale." Jiang Shu glanced at her and said with a light smile.

"Then I'd better eat first." Ye Chiwan withdrew her gaze from the stage with some disappointment, landed on the steamed chicken with sauce closest to her, ripped off a chicken wing with one hand, and ripped off a chicken leg with the other, and gnawed it fiercely in turn.

Several other people at the same table couldn't help but be a little amused when they saw her behavior, paused, and gave in to pick up the bamboo chopsticks, raise the wine glass, and talk happily.

After a few rounds of drinking, all of a sudden, they found that Ye Chiwan, who had been eating, had stopped eating for some time, tilting his head, holding his cheek with his oil-stained little hand, looking at the direction of the stage, looking yearning.

"Sixth sister, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Shu looked at the stage, leaned closer to her, and asked suspiciously.

Ye Chiwan didn't turn his head to look at her, raised his hand and pointed to the stage and said, "Fourth sister, look, the little one who plays Li Yi is really handsome!" ”

Zhu Changhao, who was on the opposite side, heard this, his complexion changed suddenly, and he suddenly slammed the fine white porcelain wine glass full of fine wine in his hand on the table, got up and went around and pulled her up: "You come out with meβ€”β€”! ”

"Oh, what are you doing, let me go!" Watching the play and admiring the beautiful boy's interest was disturbed, Ye Chiwan glared at him with disgust.

Zhu Changhao didn't let go, pulled her to the side for a distance, and made sure that no one would hear their conversation in that position, so he shook her off and said coldly: "Why do you still ask this king, at Aunt Shouyang's lotus banquet that day, this king said in front of so many people that Ye Xiangguo promised to promise you to this king, and you even boasted in front of this king that you were handsome, what does this make others think of this king?!" ”

In fact, having said that, he was not just angry because of this incident, but angry that this girl admired Ran Xingrang earlier, and later had a good impression of Wen Zhenheng, and now he is still praising a play, he can accommodate so many people in his eyes, but he can't see himself.