Just as Su Chen knelt down and continued washing vegetables, a figure suddenly squeezed past him. When he looked up, it was Aunt Hu. She glanced at everyone in the kitchen mysteriously, then lowered her voice and said, "Did you really see that?"
The prince and a man..."
Su Chen stroked his forehead. She was sure that she saw a kind of obscene light in Aunt Hu's eyes. She hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Yes, I saw it."
Aunt Hu's eyes shone brightly, and she asked with interest: "Who is the young master who is with the prince? Is he handsome?"
Unexpectedly, the ancients were even more gossipy than modern people like her!
Su Chen sighed in his heart, pointed to the stove not far away, and reminded: "Auntie, what is cooking in your pot, it seems to be burnt."
Hearing this, the expression on Aunt Hu's face changed. She no longer cared about gossip, took the spatula, and rushed to the stove in a hurry.
Su Chen rolled his eyes and lowered his head to wash the vegetables again.
What Su Chen didn't know was that while she was gossiping in the kitchen, the news that Prince Li liked men was spreading throughout Prince Li's palace with overwhelming force.
The front yard of the palace.
When Xia Li appeared in the banquet hall, the originally lively and noisy sounds suddenly fell silent, and the hall immediately fell into a strange atmosphere.
Looking at the suddenly quiet hall, Xia Li frowned and walked in. His dark, jewel-like eyes scanned the crowd, and a lazy stream of light slowly formed in the corners of his slender eyes.
His steps are elegant, his manners are calm, and his movements are all noble.
He sat down on the main seat and closed his eyes lightly, "What were everyone talking about just now? Why didn't you say anything when I came?" He asked casually, holding up the white jade wine glass with his slender hand, and put it down.
He took a sip on his lips.
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say anything, but the expressions on their faces were quite strange.
Xia Li frowned and was about to speak again when a low laugh resounded from among the guests.
"Fifth Brother, do you really not know?" A seventeen or eight-year-old boy in fine clothes stood up from his seat, with a smile of gloating on his young and handsome face.
Xia Li raised one of his handsome eyebrows, half-smiling but not smiling, "Eighth brother, how do you say this?"
"Haha." The young man laughed, with a hint of narrow-mindedness on his face. He glanced around at everyone, suddenly stopped smiling, and said seriously: "Fifth brother, you like men!"