After a cup of tea, Ye Liancheng and Jun Xiyue's sword dance began.
The two of them had never interacted with each other before, they only met a few times when they were in Qingcheng Pavilion, and they only had dinner together.
However, Ye Qingcheng was stunned and dumbfounded when he saw the two people's tacit performance.
Almost forgetting to blink, the sword passed across just right. Although the movements were not consistent, they looked very harmonious, as if the two of them had rehearsed it long ago.
This was the first time for Ye Qingcheng to see Jun Xiyue dance with a sword. It turned out that she danced with a sword so beautifully, with her wide sleeves flying and her long sword flying, so heroic.
Ye Liancheng has practiced martial arts since she was a child. When she was a child, she liked to follow her brother and watch him dance with swords, so she knew how good he was at sword dancing.
But now it seems that his martial arts has improved a lot. Compared with the youthful movements in his memory, Ye Liancheng's current flowing figure is even more difficult to look away from.
I don’t know how many little fans he gained in just one night.
In the past, Aunt Yun was restrained and did not let Ye Liancheng stand out too much. She kept him low-key and did not attend such banquets. It was common for not many people to know about him.
When the two of them finished their song, the audience burst into applause that lasted for a long time.
In the end, the Emperor Long Yan was overjoyed. He raised his hand to suppress it, and the applause from all around stopped. However, the admiring and praising eyes made the Emperor grin from ear to ear.
Prince Chu suddenly stood up and complimented the emperor, praising Jun Xiyue for being a woman as good as a man. This made Concubine Xian, the fourth prince and Ye Qingcheng, who had always been frightened, feel a little bit in their hearts.
What does Prince Chu mean? Does this mean... that he has a crush on the Seventh Princess?
However, he didn't say it on this occasion. He just glanced meaningfully at Jun Xiyue who came to Ye Qingcheng's side, sat down again, and drank the wine nonchalantly.
At the end of the New Year's Eve palace banquet, Ye Qingcheng fell asleep out of boredom.
Someone unexpectedly slapped her from behind, and she jumped up in shock and turned around.
I saw Jun Mochen standing behind her while chatting, "I will send you back to my house to sleep!"
Ye Qingcheng was a little confused, but she didn't fall asleep. She just squinted sleepily for a while and found that the palace banquet was over.
"Uncle Zhan Wang, Xiyue has resigned!" Jun Xiyue said hello to Jun Mochen obediently, and then left.
Ye Qingcheng waved to her, and the two agreed to have fun together over wine. Then Jun Xiyue left, and Ye Qingcheng followed Jun Mochen to the entrance of the palace.
Behind him, Chu Tianyi watched with great interest. He learned from his subordinates that the fairy-like woman was the fiancée of His Royal Highness the Heavenly Saint War King.
He did nothing else during the entire banquet but observed the little girl intentionally or unintentionally.
The palace maid said that she was the princess of Anping, but a princess was engaged to the prince.
This got him involved. Shouldn't the princess be the title that the daughter of a prince and princess should have?
But if so, how could she still be engaged to the prince?
It's true that His Royal Highness the War King's imperial edict of marriage has not reached their great lords...or maybe the father knew about it, but he didn't usually pay attention to it, so he ignored it.
He originally wanted to go up and strike up a conversation, but seeing the fiancée next to him, he didn't go forward.
He waved his hands somewhat irritably and led his men back to the inn.
Returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the old lady asked Aunt Cui to wait at the door of the mansion.
Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng turned back to Jun Mochen with some embarrassment, "I may not be able to go to your house for New Year's Eve dinner!"
Jun Mochen didn't seem to hear it, and took the lead into the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then looked back, "Let's go! I will also have the New Year's Eve dinner with my grandmother."
Ye Qingcheng was stunned. What do you mean? He...accompanyed...grandmother? Grandmother?
"What's your name?" Ye Qingcheng stepped forward in shock, "What did you call my grandmother?"
Jun Mochen felt a little happy when he saw the girl's shocked look. He took her hand and walked forward, explaining, "Isn't your grandmother the king's grandmother?"
Ye Qingcheng thought that the royal family would not randomly identify any relatives, but he did not expect that this guy could be so willing to let go of his identity and call him grandma.
Thinking that he did this all for her, she couldn't help but feel happy.
The two of them did not go back to Qingcheng Pavilion, but went directly to Shuya Garden.
I saw that all the masters in the house were already here. When the old lady and Ye Jinnian saw Jun Mochen, they also came over. They got up anxiously and took everyone to salute.
"Get on your feet! Don't be too polite!" After saying that, he walked forward and helped the old lady get up with his own hands.
Ye Qingcheng knew that it was not easy for someone who was usually cold and arrogant to be so kind and cheerful, and the requirements for him could not be higher.
However, others were still a little cautious and couldn't act like he didn't exist.
There was nothing she could do about it, because she couldn't stay at the house to celebrate the New Year, and he was the only one coming over.
During the meal, some people ate like nothing else, but Ye Jinnian kept catering to Jun Mochen carefully and looked at his face.
The old lady also looked at Ye Qingcheng from time to time, fearing that the man in the house had done something wrong and offended His Highness the King of War.
Ye Qingcheng was helpless. He had no choice but to let them endure it. After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, he took them away in a hurry, not even bothering to stay with his grandmother to watch the New Year's Eve.
I'm afraid that if this person stays here, the whole family will suffer from indigestion.
When they arrived at Qingcheng Pavilion, Ye Qingcheng couldn't bear it anymore. He took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves and entered the small kitchen.
Jun Mochen smiled, it turned out that this girl knew that she hadn't eaten anything just now.
So, he followed in, and while the servants in the small kitchen were stunned, the two of them worked together to cook a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
Everyone in Qingcheng Pavilion was jubilant.
In this way, the two of them were watching the New Year's Eve while eating their first New Year's Eve dinner. Ye Qingcheng couldn't help but drink a lot.
The result was that he got very drunk and drank like crazy for the middle of the night. Jun Mochen was busy taking care of him and was very busy.
In the end, the girl called her "Little Fresh Meat" one by one, held her in her arms and fell asleep.
When Ye Qingcheng woke up, the sun was three in the sky. On the first day of the New Year, the wind was gentle and the sun was shining brightly, with a clear sky.
She climbed up quickly, then blindfolded her eyes and groped around, but she couldn't even touch the two tigers on the bed, not to mention Jun Mochen.
"Pothos... Pothos..." She had a splitting headache, so she took out some spring water from the space and drank it, which made her feel very energetic.
Luluo had been waiting outside for a long time. When she heard her shouting, she quickly ran in.
"Miss, are you still feeling uncomfortable? My slave made a hangover soup for you and kept it warm in the pot. I'm going to get it for you now!"
As he spoke, he ran out, but Qingluo had already walked in with face wash behind him.
He muttered something in his mouth and started to help her wash up.
Soon, after washing up, Pothos also happened to stop drinking sobering soup and came in.
Ye Qingcheng took it and swallowed it, then waved, "Eat dumplings in the morning!"
Luluo smiled and responded, "My slaves know that the lady has been saying that the dumplings have been steaming in the pot all night. According to the fillings that the lady said, the slaves made dumplings with twenty-eight kinds of fillings all night long. The lady is waiting.
Ah! My slave will go get it for you right now!"
After saying that, the girl ran out again. Looking at her back, she always felt extremely excited.