The man's voice was as calm as spring water, but there was a smell that could not be refused.

Lin Xiyue was also really shocked.

If she remembered correctly, the banquet had been held in her previous life for almost September.

And now, the date is too much in advance and not mentioned, and the person who operates it has changed from Ji Xishen to her.

Lin Xiyue clearly remembered that in her previous life, at this banquet that brought together famous families in Beijing, she was framed and ruined, and since then she has become a well-known joke in Beijing.

For her, it was a nightmare that had haunted her for a long time.

Seeing Lin Xiyue's eyebrows lowered and silent for a long time, Ji Xi's deep eyes were full of inquiry, and he asked in a deep voice: "Don't you want to?" ”

Breaking free from the not-so-pleasant memories, Lin Xiyue raised her eyes and collided with Ji Xi's deep dark gaze.

After steadying her mind, she calmly responded: "Yes." Rest assured, brother, I will make this flower feast perfect. ”

"That's very good." Ji Xishen nodded with satisfaction, "What do you need, just talk to Enbo." ”

"Understood."

Lin Xiyue got up, her fair and clear face was covered with a warm smile: "Then I'll go and prepare the invitation first." ”

Ji Xishen nodded and waved her hand to signal her to go out.

After saluting him, Lin Xiyue turned around and walked out of the study and walked quickly back to the backyard.

Every time the Regent's Mansion sets up a banquet, this time is no exception, so Lin Xiyue has worked hard since the invitation, in addition to the normal invitation, she also drew seasonal colors on the paper with Danzhu and gold powder.

After her polishing, the invitations are exquisite and elegant, and you can feel the sincerity of the host just by looking at the appearance.

This is the last one.

After lowering her eyes and looking at it for a moment, Lin Xiyue put down the red pen in her hand, changed it to another color, and carefully traced it on the paper.

A quarter of an hour later, the final invitation was made.

After instructing people to send them out according to the door, Lin Xiyue immediately began to arrange the servants to rearrange the palace, and she didn't rest when she was free, and went to the back kitchen to keep an eye on the dishes.

This is the banquet that will determine the direction of her new destiny, and it must be perfect.

At the same time, the East Palace of the Imperial City.

The gold-patterned invitation in his hand was heavy, and it was the fire seal of the regent's palace.

Xie Ci Yinglang's eyebrows were indifferent, and he opened it with a lack of interest, and he was going to look at it perfunctorily, but after his gaze fell, he suddenly froze.

Different from ordinary politeness, the invitation written in the small block of the jacara is playful between the lines, and the light blue moire at the end is even more fresh and elegant.

The coolness in his eyes receded instantly.

This moire is a mark that belongs to Lin Xiyue.

As if she could think of her expression when she lowered her head to paint, Xie Ci's originally cold expression added gentleness, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.

Since she invited with her heart, he went.

A day later.

In early summer, the lotus bloomed just right, and the regent's palace held a special banquet to invite your family to enjoy the beauty together.

Under the high wall, the carriages stopped in turn, and the gorgeously dressed nobles leaned over to get off the bus, and after greeting each other, they walked towards the main gate of the palace with a smile.

Lin Xiyue stood at the head of the arch leading to the main hall of the banquet, greeting the ladies of the families with ease, and her gentle smile was still the fierceness of beating Liu Qi that day, only the dignified atmosphere remained.

After greeting the wife of the squire of the same military department, Lin Xiyue turned around and saw at a glance that there was a gorgeous carriage with a splendid roof in front of the door.

The next moment, a sound sounded in my ears.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived—"

The phoenix-like eyebrows moved slightly, Lin Xiyue put her hands in front of her, put on an elegant posture, and looked at the main door intently.

He got out of the car.

The royal family of this dynasty respects purple, and Xie Ci is also wearing a purple robe today, with a golden four-clawed dragon pattern on the cuffs and hem, which sparkles and shines under the sun when he walks, dazzling.

The momentum of the Lord of the East Palace was like a sharp sword, plundering everyone's eyes.

But Xie Ciying's eyes only fell on Lin Xiyue.

The banquet was luxurious, she was also dressed exquisitely and beautifully, and her skirt was like an elegant magnolia in full bloom, lining the girl's slender figure like a fairy in a painting.

And what amazed him the most was the soft and obedient warm smile on her pale face, and a pair of clear eyes also rippled with intimate light, which made his heart soften unconsciously.

When Xie Ci approached, Lin Xiyue bent her knees shallowly, the warm light in her dark eyes covered by her long eyelashes flowed, and her voice whispered softly.

"Brother Prince."

With just one sound, Xie Ci's white earlobes were dyed a faint crimson.

Feeling his face burn, he hummed uncomfortably.

I wanted to look away, but my gaze seemed to be glued to her uncontrollably.

His eyes lit up, and he walked up to her.

The next moment, he stopped again.

The dark robe outlines the man's tall and thin figure, which is like a bamboo.

Ji Xishen walked to Lin Xiyue's side, and first praised her softly for today's outfit before raising her eyes and meeting Xie Ciyu.

"I thought that the prince would not be there because he was busy, but being able to come today will add even more glory to the house."

The gentle voice attracts the attention of others.

Seeing this purple and Xuan standing opposite each other, they all gasped.

Everyone in the noble circle in Beijing knows that the prince and the regent stand side by side, and the open and secret battles have never stopped.

The long eyelashes blinked twice, and Xie Ci glanced at Lin Xiyue, who was side by side with Ji Xishen, and his voice was slightly cold.

"I didn't want to come, but Xiyue invited me kindly, so it's not good to be brushed off."

Ji Xi nodded deeply, but the light color in his eyes was instantly mixed with frost.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Lin Xiyue coughed lightly: "It's time to start the banquet, brother, brother prince, you go over first." ”

Collecting the eyes that were secretly competing with him, he thanked her for giving her face and nodded.

The cold gaze swept over the figure that passed by him, and then looked at Lin Xiyue when Ji Xi curled his lips deeply.

"You can take a seat quickly after the reception, and the seat is reserved."

Lin Xiyue responded with a smile.

There are many guests present today, and the group of people is smiling and smiling, and the eyes are harmonious.

With a decent smile on her face, Lin Xiyue greeted the ladies from time to time, and her footsteps shuttled through the crowd to step out of a calm and elegant rhythm.

Until a sharp voice broke the pleasure.

"Miss Yin, I didn't believe it when I heard that your sister was favored by the regent, but when I saw it today, it was true."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Miaoyin's mocking voice sounded: "What my sister said is, look at her posture, it is not like living in the palace, but like putting on a shelf of Lin Xiyue, which shows that the rumors are true." ”

With two sighs of emotion, Lin Miaoyin sighed and continued: "My sister is so arrogant, it really makes me feel ashamed. ”

Someone immediately sneered and echoed: "It's bold to say it's good, but it's ugly, what's the difference between this and running on your own, it's really shameless." ”

Miss Saga's voice was soft and beautiful, but now all the words were humiliating and harsh.

Among these people, Lin Miaoyin spoke the most, using several obscene words in a row, and then let out a sarcastic laugh.

Frowning slightly, Lin Xiyue walked over with light steps, and stood behind Lin Miaoyin silently.