"Although you are a humble palace maid, since you have already stepped forward, why do you need to cover your face with a square scarf?"
Coming for her
Eleven couldn't help but put away the smile at the corner of her mouth. Seeing that Long Lilie seemed to be about to speak, she gave him a look that meant she would solve it, and turned around to face Sheng Ye Ming.
"My servant is ugly and contracted rubella a while ago. It is really inconvenient to take off the scarf. If the prince feels that this servant is rude, I will pour three glasses of wine for the prince. I hope that the prince will be considerate and not argue with me."
When he didn't speak, she took it as acquiescence, walked forward, and picked up the wine bottle in front of his table.
He hesitantly took the first glass of wine she poured out and stared at her with thoughtful eyes for a long time before he raised his head and drank the wine.
During the second drink, the wine glass was in his hand. She held up her loose sleeves and carefully filled the wine for him. She curled her lips and said, "Prince please."
The third glass of wine was pressed against his thin lips, but he suddenly stopped and handed it back to her, "I will reward you with this glass. I wish the girl a successful start and a stunning dance."
Call a palace maid ‘girl’, the prince of Qiu Yan Kingdom must be a little drunk.
Taking the wine glass, Eleven's eyes held an arrogant but clear smile: "I thank the prince for the reward, and I also dare to use this wine to thank all the envoys for giving me the opportunity to dance to everyone's entertainment. I will do it first as a token of respect."
Lifting up the corner of the kerchief, she drank the wine in one gulp. She heard Sheng Yeming drink her "Okay!" as if appreciating it.
With a faint smile in his eyes, Eleven kowtowed slightly and stepped back. He felt that Long Lilie, who had not spoken to him for a long time, seemed to be smiling, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him.
Sure enough, he's smiling
And that smile seemed to be tinged with a touch of reproach
What is he doing? Still trying to say that she can't succeed? He doesn't even think about it, who is she doing all this to earn face for?
"Your Majesty," Eleven didn't bother to care, and kowtowed slightly. She also wondered why she suddenly understood the rules of the palace so well. "This slave wants to borrow two people from the Emperor."
Eleven's eyes glanced at Wuhen Huachi behind Long Lilie. The two of them were smart and had expressions of helplessness on their faces.
Long Lilie naturally understood Shiyi's intention and said softly: "Wuhen Huachi will go down with this maid to make preparations."
After the so-called preparations, all that was carried into the banquet hall was a blank canvas and an ink jar tens of meters long.
"Did that palace maid imitate me, Dong Qi? Do you want to dance on the scroll?"
"Don't just draw some ghost symbols that only she can understand."
There was a burst of ridicule, and the envoys laughed mockingly.
Hua Chi didn't say a word. After finishing his work, he retreated directly behind Long Lilie. Long Lilie didn't ask any questions, just drank his wine lightly and looked at everyone with a smile, including Sheng Ye Ming, who was as indifferent as him.