"War letter?" Murong Qiufeng looked at Zhao Xiru with some confusion, but saw an arrogant and provocative look on her face.
The Queen didn't want her to make a fool of herself, so she quickly said on her behalf, "The Seventh Princess wants to compete with you to show off her skills."
"Haha, since the princess didn't hear it just now, Xi'er didn't hesitate to say it again. Ever since she knew the name of King Ye, Xi'er has fallen in love with Brother Ye, and she has made up her mind that she will definitely marry Brother Ye in this life.
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"When I heard that Brother Ye had returned to the court, I originally wanted to find a good time for my father to propose marriage, but I didn't want the princess to get married first. Xi'er was unwilling to accept it, but now that the matter has come to this, Xi'er has no choice but to do so."
"It's just that this knot has been lingering around Xi'er for a long time. If the princess can convince Xi'er today and give Xi'er a reason to give up, then Xi'er will only regard Brother Ye as her brother. If it proves that the princess is not as good as Xi'er, then Xi'er
I want to rob someone."
Murong Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, then looked at her in surprise, sighing in his heart, what a bold and straightforward girl.
Murong Qiufeng turned to look at Shangguan Ye, but saw that he was looking at Zhao Xiru. She couldn't help but feel a little depressed in her heart. Instead of being humble and conceding, she said, "Since ancient times, beauties love heroes. The prince is famous all over the world, and the seven princesses admire him."
There is nothing wrong with it, but the prince is not an object. How can it be used as a bet? The prince has his own opinion. If the prince also likes the seventh princess, Qiu Yun has nothing to say. This competition is superfluous and disrespectful of feelings.
Respect."
Zhao Xiru was slightly surprised. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Qiufeng, then looked at Shangguan Ye. Seeing him drinking wine, squinting his eyes and smiling at the corner of his mouth, he seemed to be in a good mood. He immediately frowned and felt in his heart.
He frowned, then raised his lips and smiled, "Oh, so it seems that the princess is encouraging Xi'er to rob someone. And from what the princess wants, if the prince really likes Xi'er, the princess will give in."
Murong Qiufeng's heart suddenly felt heavy. He smiled mockingly and gave in? What qualifications did he have to advance or retreat? He was just a fake. If Shangguan Ye really fell in love with Zhao Xiru, how could he...
Thinking of this, his hands trembled violently, his face suddenly turned pale, and his heart tightened slightly. Why did he think of advancing and retreating, and of competing for a man? Why would he, a man, compete with a woman for a man?
Seeing that Murong Qiufeng's face turned a little ugly, Zhao Xiru thought that he had finally regained his dominant position, and immediately smiled proudly. Just as he was about to pursue the victory, Shangguan Ye spoke.
"I am honored by the Seventh Princess's love. However, the only one I love in this life is Murong. I don't have to think too much about it. I hope the Seventh Princess won't waste any more time."
He was talking about Murong, not Murong Qiuyun, but everyone thought he was talking about Murong Qiuyun.
Murong Qiufeng's heart trembled, and she looked at Shangguan Ye in astonishment, but her heart was severely shaken. The nostalgia in those black eyes was so obvious, as if she was looking at the person she loved deeply.
There seemed to be something, unknowingly uncovering a corner, but he did not dare to explore it, as if once the fog was lifted, what he would see would be an unbearable truth.
The two looked at each other, but to outsiders, they looked at each other affectionately. They couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the rumors were true. The prince loved the princess so deeply.
Zhao Xiru's face was a little ugly. He looked at the two of them and held his hands tightly under his sleeves, but was pulled by the middle-aged man next to him. He suddenly woke up and quickly put away the jealousy in his eyes and smiled softly, "Haha,
It seems that the rumors are true. The prince and the princess are really deeply in love as husband and wife. It is a rare story. Xi'er would like to toast you two." He raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp.
Murong Qiufeng also woke up with a shock, quickly looked away, raised his glass and drank, covering up the panic in his eyes and the confusion in his heart.
Shangguan Ye calmly raised his glass and said, "Thank you." He also drank it, but the curve of his mouth became deeper and deeper.
"However, the word love has been difficult to describe since ancient times. Xi'er still doesn't want to give up. She has to give it a try. You two can't interfere with who Xi'er likes. Besides, let Xi'er prove to you two whether this relationship can really be like this.
Withstand the test.”
The banquet went on for a long time, but no one mentioned anything about them. The atmosphere between the three people was so weird, who dared to join in at this time.
By the time the song ends and everyone disperses, it is already midnight.
Murong Qiufeng spent most of the night sitting and doing nothing, but he didn't feel tired at all. Instead, his energy became clearer and clearer.
I smelled a lot of wine in the main hall, and when I came out, I felt a lot more comfortable with the cold wind blowing.
Shangguan Ye took the cloak handed over by You Xiang and stepped forward.
With a heavy weight on his shoulders, Murong Qiufeng turned his head in shock, only to meet Shangguan Ye's soft gaze.
"The night is cold and the dew is heavy, so be careful with your health."
Murong Qiufeng pursed her lips, turned away her eyes, stretched out her hand to pull her cloak, and walked side by side with him. Some things seemed to have become clearer.
The two walked quietly, relatively silent, but not embarrassed. The previous disputes seemed to disappear, and the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not bring up those unhappy topics again.
Youxiang followed not too far away, pursed her lips and snickered, and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the thunder was heavy but the rain was light. After the rain, the sky cleared up.
"Your Majesty, Princess."
When the groom saw the two coming, he knelt down in a hurry.
Shangguan Ye nodded, and the two got into the carriage.
He didn't show any embarrassment when he was outside, but when the two of them were in such a car together, Murong Qiufeng was still a little embarrassed, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his hands under his sleeves were a little cold.
Shangguan Ye turned his head and looked at Murong Qiufeng, his pursed lips, his closed eyes constantly trembling, and his breathing unsteadily. He couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice, "Tonight...thank you, the music is very nice."
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Hearing the sound, Murong Qiufeng stiffened suddenly, then opened his eyes, looked at him doubtfully, met his eyes, quickly turned away, and then understood what he said, and quickly took out the jade flute and handed it to him, "What do you do?
Do you know I can?"
Shangguan Ye gently took the jade flute. Feeling the warmth on the jade flute, it was obvious that it had been held in his hand. He couldn't help but frown, "I guess, but I'm obviously lucky."
Murong Qiufeng was stunned. He didn't expect that Shangguan Ye's answer would be like this, and he couldn't help but hesitate in his words.
Looking at Murong Qiufeng's cute expression, Shangguan Ye couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek gently, his tone was a little doting and helpless, "Why are you so easy to deceive?"
Murong Qiufeng's eyes widened, and his whole body froze. He suddenly turned away like an electric shock, and hurriedly changed the topic, "What do you think of the seventh princess?"
Shangguan Ye's eyes flashed a few times, and he looked at Murong Qiufeng's turned away face, revealing his fair neck, which was dyed a bit of intoxicating red, and even the white jade-like earlobes were like small red fruits.
He felt itchy and hurriedly opened his eyes.
He was in an extremely good mood, maybe it was a blessing in disguise, Murong Qiufeng finally understood, and the most important thing was that he did not show rejection, but pretended not to know.
Since he didn't make it clear, he was happy to continue to be hazy. When the time came, he would no longer be able to refuse.