This is the first time that Nan Xuan Ye has entered such a place as the Imperial Palace.

Although the palace wall here is towering, it does not have the breathless feeling in film and television dramas, on the contrary, the palace is resplendent and majestic, and even the palace lamps in the corners are all exquisite.

Not far from entering the palace, there is a huge martial arts arena, in addition to the palace guards, there are many royal juniors practicing martial arts here, both men and women.

The Shake Light Palace is like a large family.

The palace banquet is set up in the imperial garden, strange flowers and plants, fragrant and fragrant, there are palace ladies dancing gracefully, the piano and the flute, the silk and bamboo orchestra, the ears are charming.

Cang Yuchen and Nan Wan Ye were the latest, and as soon as they arrived, the music stopped.

There are not many guests today, the emperor and queen are in the main seat, the prince is second, and there are the prime minister and family members who came to accompany the guests, as well as several princes and children, and then Mo Yundu, who is flirting with the palace maid.

Nan Bingqiong was also at the banquet, but her most inconspicuous was arranged to sit at the bottom of the seat.

She was the first to see Cang Yuchen and Nan Xuan Ye, the two seemed to come out of the portrait, their faces were so perfect that they did not look like real people, today's Nan Xuan Ye was specially dressed, under the night pearl that was like day, the brilliance of Nan Xuan Ye overshadowed the night pearl.

This made Nan Bingqiong, who was already inconspicuous, even more devoid of his sense of existence.

She was mad with jealousy, but she immediately stood up and showed a gentle look:

"Sister, you and Your Excellency are also coming to the palace banquet? It's really good, my sister is a little nervous when she first arrives, and I feel at ease when I see my sister. ”

Nan Wan snorted at night: "Who am I, dressed in black, and I thought it was a black widow from somewhere, it's really unlucky." I knew you were coming, and I said I wouldn't come. ”

She didn't show any mercy to Nan Bingqiong, and in front of the Emperor and Empress, she also spoke ugly.

Nan Bingqiong was very embarrassed, covering her lips with a handkerchief, her eyes hurt.

"Sister, you are not like you used to be."

"Oh? Do you think I can still be bullied by you like I used to? ”

"Sister, what are you talking about? Others think you're ugly, they think you're a waste of firewood, my sister has never disliked it, it's just a matter of hurting people, how can you spray people with blood. ”

The prince had already walked over.

"Bingqiong, don't be noisy at today's palace banquet."

Nan Bingqiong didn't expect him to just talk about himself, not Nan Xuanye, and he held a sulk in his heart: "Your Highness, it was my sister who first said that I was a black widow, Bingqiong didn't understand, what's wrong with liking to wear black." ”

Her face was full of grievances.

Prince Shaoguang remembered the first time they met, she was dressed in black, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.

Black is too dark for a woman, and it looks old-fashioned, but Prince Shaoguang does have a soft spot for black because of that.

His tone couldn't help but soften: "Okay, Bingqiong, let's take a seat first." ”

He personally carried Nanbing Joan back to his seat.

Nan Bingqiong thought to herself, she asked the Liu family to change her into a black dress, and the prince preferred her to wear black instead of colorful and gorgeous long dresses.

Just now, Nan Xuanye said a black widow, which pushed the prince of Shaoguang to his side.

She felt a little smug in her heart.

Nan Xuanye suddenly sneered: "Some people wear black clothes, they are forced to do so; Some people are dressed in black, and they are full of calculations. ”

While talking, she and Cang Yuchen had already gone to the front, and the emperor and queen stood up to welcome them to their seats, to be precise, to welcome Cang Yuchen to take their seats.

Cang Yuchen is the lord of the demon world, but the Emperor of Shaking Light is only the master of one of the many kingdoms in the human world, not the master of the human world, the two are actually not comparable, and Cang Yuchen can come, which can be regarded as giving the Emperor of Shaking Light face.

Nan Bingqiong saw that the prince was stunned for a moment because she heard Nan Xuanye's words, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and wanted to explain a few words, but the prince had already gone to the front.

Nan Xuanye didn't like to listen to the scene, and after she sat down, she began to eat the spiritual fruit in front of her.

These spirit fruits are full of aura, and they are delicate and small, and the color is also attractive, but I didn't expect the taste to be good.

There is a blue spirit fruit that is very similar to a blueberry and tastes similar, but it is sweeter, and you can feel the aura flowing into the meridians after eating it.

After tasting the spirit fruit, she took another sip of the tea in front of her, the tea was mellow, but it was still a lot worse than the thousand-year-old spirit tea in Cang Yuchen.

"She's so rude! My father and queen mother are still talking! ”

Princess Biluo whispered unhappily.

Nan Xuanye didn't care, the person who talked to her father and queen mother was Cang Yuchen, not herself.

The queen glared at Princess Biluo, and immediately beckoned for a feast.

Not to mention, Nan Wan was able to come at night, it was really out of curiosity, to put it bluntly, she was here for a banquet, not for entertainment, and the queen passed the banquet in time, which gave her a good impression of the queen.

The table is a table for two people, she and Cang Yuchen sit together, and after a while, there are exquisite dishes in front of her, and the taste is also very good, Cang Yuchen will also intimately pick up dishes for her, what a good boyfriend of twenty-four filial piety.

Mo Yundu on the opposite side didn't eat a bite of food, just let the beautiful Gong'e pour wine, looking drunk and dreaming of death, hugging left and right, so chic.

After three rounds of drinking, the prime minister raised his glass and spoke, saying nothing more than all kinds of compliments, but he said it very skillfully, and he couldn't hear flattery, and he didn't even feel disgusted when he heard it, otherwise how could he be the prime minister.

When the banquet was over, Nan Xuan's stomach was full of food, all kinds of delicacies were served with desserts, and there were all kinds of drinks, which were richer than the buffet, even if she only ate one bite, it would be enough for her to eat to her heart's content.

She also drank a few glasses of sweet fruit wine, and after drinking it was like no one else.

Unexpectedly, there was a little wind blowing on the way out of the palace, and the strength of the wine began to rise.

"How do I feel like I've drunk fake wine? Seems to be starting to get dizzy? ”

She never drank alcohol, and she used to have many enemies, so it can be said that she didn't drink at all.

I tasted it today, and I thought it tasted good, so I drank a few more glasses, but I didn't expect the wine to be a little strong.

Seeing that she was walking crookedly and was about to hit the wall, Cang Yuchen couldn't help but smile in his eyes, and went up to hold her arm.

"Lean on me, I'll take you to sober up."

"How did you wake up?"

Nan Xuanye raised his head to look at him, a pair of bright black eyes were a little misty, and two red clouds flew on his cheeks, red and beautiful, as if dyed with good red rouge.

Cang Yuchen lowered his head, his eyes dark.

"What are you doing, so many pairs of eyes watching!"

Mo Yundu's lazy voice came from behind him, he shook his fan and yawned, laughed so badly that he deliberately interrupted the two and went out of the palace with a smile.

Nan Xuanye wondered, "Isn't he drunk?" How do you walk so steadily? ”

She roughly estimated that Mo Yundu had to drink four or five jars of wine today, and he didn't stop drinking one cup after another.