Murong Qianqian did not understand Nan Lingqi's emotions. She felt that maybe it was guilt, maybe regret, or maybe another emotion that no one had time to understand.

Nan Lingqi's hands were trembling a little. When he took the white fox, his sharp-jointed hands gently smoothed its hair.

Strangely enough, the white fox stopped struggling and lay obediently in Nan Lingqi's arms, as if he had found a home.

Seeing this scene, a very ridiculous picture flashed in Murong Qianqian's mind, that was Fusang's face crying with heartache.

The night is hazy.

The imperial palace of Tianchen Kingdom was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the hall where distinguished guests were welcomed was filled with the sounds of silk and bamboo, singing and dancing.

On the temporary stage set up in the center, several performers in colorful costumes were dancing with graceful figures in various poses.

All the ministers attended the banquet, enjoying the dance and reminiscing with their colleagues. It was a lively scene where they drank and drank.

At the highest point of the hall, Xuanyuan Yao and Nan Lingqi sat side by side. From time to time, they raised their wine glasses and drank in one gulp. During this period, they exchanged a few words with smiles on their faces, but they were all polite words.

Murong Qianqian had no time to pay attention to Xuanyuan Yao, because at the moment all her attention was focused on food. Her eyes, her mouth, and her stomach could only hold food.

There was a table full of delicious food, but she devoured everything in just a few moments, like a scene that had been wiped out by starvation.

Ye Chen's brows twitched. He looked at Murong Qianqian's eating face with dumbfounded eyes. He knelt down in his heart. Was this the reincarnation of a starving ghost?

However, even though she was eating in such an inelegant manner, Ye Chen felt that Murong Qianqian was very cute, so cute that his heart was trembling.

At this time, Murong Qianqian had just finished wiping out the items on her plate when she felt two scorching eyes next to her, and she subconsciously turned her head.

But she took the initiative to ignore Ye Chen's astonishment, her eyes greedily fell on the untouched food, and she smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth, "Wuxin, don't you eat it? It's such a waste."

Ye Chen was about to speak, but he heard Murong Qianqian's serious words: "Wu Xin, do you know that 'It's noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat drips from the soil on the ground.

Who would have thought that every grain of food on the plate is hard work.’ Hey, it’s terrible to be uneducated. Forget it, in order to reduce your crime, I’ll help you eat it myself.”

After saying that, without waiting for any reaction from the other party, Guangxiu swept away the food on the table and moved it to another position.

Ye Chen watched Murong Qianqian eating with gusto, and plate after plate of food was wiped out by her with great fighting power. He was stunned and said: "Mother, do you eat so much every day? I'm afraid this pig can't eat as much as you~"

Murong Qianqian raised her head sharply, her eyes widened as she was about to roar like a lion from Hedong, "sh|it, Wu Xin you..."

The words just came out of my throat, but I heard Xuanyuan Yao's gentle voice faintly said, "I can afford it, Qianqian, you can eat it as you like."

Hey~ is this what Yaoyao said?

Is the sun rising in the west today, or is the sow able to climb trees? Xuanyuan Yao did not add insult to injury, but was so considerate.

Murong Qianqian felt that Xuanyuan Yao was very generous and considerate, so she couldn't help but put her hands on his shoulders, smiled and said, "Yao Yao, I really love you~"

"Pfft~", a bystander spit out a mouthful of wine.

Xuanyuan Yao also took a sip of wine in his mouth. Although he didn't spit it out as gracelessly as Ye Chen, looking at his face that turned green and red for a moment, he probably felt uncomfortable.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Qianqian as if she were a monster. Although he knew that she always spoke straightforwardly, this was the first time she expressed love like this.

Murong Qianqian was a little creeped out by being stared at by Xuanyuan Yao. She was just expressing her happiness. In fact, this love was not the love between a man and a woman, but Yao Yao was so shocked.

Hey~ If she really told him that she liked him one day, would Xuanyuan Yao's heartbeat suddenly speed up, and he would hang himself from the southeast branch with a whimper?

Just when I was feeling depressed, I heard Nan Lingqi chuckle from the room next door: "I have never believed in folk rumors, but today I heard it and it seems to be true."

Murong Qianqian asked curiously: "What folk rumors are about me? Let's hear them."

Nan Lingqi poured a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Actually, it's just trivial things, such as the story that the queen likes to eat bananas and cucumbers, the queen once left the palace twice to visit a brothel, the queen..."

Murong Qianqian quickly intercepted and said: "Haha, rumors are rumors and there is no credibility. How could such a reserved girl be like this? Haha~"

Nan Lingqi had some free time, raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying a word, his expression seemed to say: Queen, you are trying to hide something, I will not believe you.

Seeing this, Murong Qianqian had three black lines on her forehead. She turned her head and caught a glimpse of Xuanyuan Yao, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The light in his eyes was like looking at him with eyes.

Che~ laugh, laugh your ass off!

Maybe Xuanyuan Yao understood Murong Qianqian's inner slander, and he raised his eyebrows, as if to say: Well, I am indeed laughing my ass off.

"..." Murong Qianqian's lips twitched, speechless.

At the moment when the two people made eye contact, the dancers had been replaced on the stage, and only a woman in a mint green dress was seen dancing gracefully.

This woman is more beautiful than the previous dancers, especially her eyes, which are as big as apricots, are full of eyes.

The long skirt, like cicada wings, flies in the wind as she dances elegantly, and the wide sleeves are like the calligraphy of a master's pen, waving a beautiful arc.

At this moment, Murong Qianqian was holding a chicken drumstick and chewing it with relish. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a pair of red embroidered shoes falling in front of her eyes.

Wow|Damn, you are acting in a ghost movie, wearing such red shoes is really sick!

She lazily raised her head, just as the mint-colored sleeves brushed across her cheeks, and suddenly there was only a fresh color in her eyes.

At the same time, a strong aroma hit her nose, which made Murong Qianqian sneeze twice in a row, "Ah qie, ah qie~"

After sneezing, Murong Qianqian consciously pulled up Xuanyuan Yao's sleeves and wiped her mouth. The greasy hands immediately made the sleeves dirty.

Murong Qianqian pursed her lips guiltily, thinking that if Xuanyuan Yao found out, she would probably be beaten, so she quickly found water to wash with.

But after looking at it for a long time, the only usable wine on the table was wine, so he took a wine jug over and poured some to wash his sleeves.
Chapter completed!