"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

"The queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old."

As the two yellow figures walked into the hall, everyone at the banquet knelt down in unison.

"Flat."

Lu Ye led Liang Han to sit at the top, and said with a smile:

"Today is my birthday, so you don't have to be restrained."

Everyone responded in unison: "The ministers obey the order." ”

Then, Li Ji stepped forward:

"Playing music."

As soon as she finished speaking, the people standing in front of the store clapped their hands, and the dancers rushed in.

The dancers are all carefully selected, and their looks and postures are all excellent, and many of them want to take advantage of this opportunity.

The man who led the dance this time was restless, and his long water sleeves always seemed to brush the table in front of Lu Jing'an, and his eyes looked at her sultryly.

A faint fragrance penetrated the tip of his nose, and Lu Jing'an, who had already been poured some wine by some ministers, frowned uncomfortably.

The dancer who led the dance spun around, getting closer and closer to Lu Jing'an.

I noticed that the minister here was drinking wine unexpectedly, and this kind of thing was more common at banquets.

If His Royal Highness is a person who understands amorous feelings, accepting this dancer, it will be a harmless affair to say it.

But in the next second, she saw His Royal Highness standing up with a disgusted face, and without looking at the dancer who was a meter away from her in front of her, she turned around and left her seat.

The dancer bowed his head as if aggrieved, but soon continued to dance to the music.

Very few people noticed the movement, so this little episode didn't attract much attention.

Only Mencius Kite, after seeing Lu Jingan leave the table, quietly followed.

The music stopped, the dancers retreated, and the diners rushed in with beautifully crafted dishes.

In an extremely secluded corner, the dancer who had just led the dance knelt on the ground.

"Lord, the king has fallen into the love incense."

The woman in the dark watched the brightly lit banquet from a distance, and her voice was like a poisonous snake.

"Let the people in the shadows act."

"Yes." The man on his knees quickly left.

Only the woman in the dark looked at the noisy palace.

The identity is equally noble, why does she live like a mouse in the gutter, but she lives so happily in the night.

Now that she is out of the customs, she will get back all the injuries and humiliations she suffered back then.

At the banquet.

Luo Ran didn't like such a lively occasion, so Lu Jingmo pulled people out of the table, planning to send him back to Qiuyue Pavilion.

Not long after the two left, a waiter with pastries walked up to Xia Qingmiao's side and said in a low voice:

"Young Master Xia, Her Royal Highness seems to be drunk and vomiting uncomfortably under the corridor, do you want to take a look?"

As soon as she heard that Lu Jingmo was drunk, Xia Qingmiao, who was struggling with the fried crab, suddenly became worried, threw the fried crab aside, glanced at the upper seat, and sure enough, there was no figure.

"Where is Your Highness?"

"Take me there."

Worried, he didn't bother to explain to Liu Shi, and just followed the person.

Out of the palace gate, the waiter led the way in front, and after a cup of tea, Xia Qingmiao found out that something was wrong.

He often enters the palace and is very familiar with the palace, and the attendants in front of him are getting more and more remote.

Xia Qingmiao stopped abruptly, looking at the little waiter a few steps in front of her, and a little defensiveness appeared on her pretty face.

"I don't need you to lead the way, you tell me where His Highness is, and this son will find it himself."

The waiter, who had been bowing his head respectfully, suddenly turned around and sprinkled white powder with his right hand.

Although Xia Qingmiao held her breath very quickly, she still inhaled some, and her consciousness quickly became drowsy.