5008. Chapter 5008 Staring at the man on the throne
Mr. Ximen was wearing a sapphire blue dress, high riding boots, and his red eyes were as deep as flames. He was so handsome that all the women on the stage flocked to him when they saw him.
Regardless of his age, just looking at his appearance, he is definitely the type that appeals to both young and old.
Even though she knew he was already old, Jing Jiaren still saw a girl on the stage casting admiring glances at him.
Jing Jiaren pursed her lips, really hoping that after more than 20 years, Ximen Longting could take such good care of himself.
She looked away, looking for Ximen Longting everywhere, why couldn't she see him?
Mr. Ximen's speech has ended long ago and the banquet has begun, but no one has come to ask Jing Jiaren to come down yet.
She guessed that it was Ximen Longting's absence that caused Master Ximen's plan to not proceed?
SUN ran around mischievously, sometimes leaning against the mirror and looking down, and sometimes sitting on Jing Jiaren's lap, holding the telescope and shooting everywhere.
The space she was in had a wall of floor-to-ceiling glass, giving her an unobstructed view of the scene below.
However, looking here from the outside, this mirror is a huge screen.
Jing Jiaren was getting a little impatient waiting, and at this moment, guests started to look in one direction one after another.
The door was wide open, and Ximen Longting, wearing a purple dress, walked in from the side door, with a slender figure and straight steps.
Jing Jiaren breathed a sigh of relief when she finally saw him appear.
It seems that the banquet will officially begin now.
Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Fenglie sit up straight, the hand with the wrench on it moved slightly, and Vic leaned down.
Ximen Fenglie ordered something, his eyes were looking at Ximen Longting...
Vic nodded.
Jing Jiaren stood up suddenly and suddenly became anxious.
Her intuition told her to go down immediately.
"Miss Jing, I haven't given any orders yet, so you can't leave even if you stay here."
"I want to go down."
"Sorry, you must abide by the master's rules and cannot break the etiquette procedures."
"I can't control that much now, I want to go down!" Jing Jiaren stood up and was pushed back by two servants.
In the hall, Ximen Longting's steps were very big, his head held high, and he walked very far every time, and he walked straight towards Master Ximen——
In fact, according to etiquette, he should be brought to Jing Jiaren and go down together, right?
Because Jing Jiaren saw several soldiers chasing in, but was repelled by Master Ximen's people.
Ximen Longting's face was slightly stained. As he walked, he stretched out his hand to wipe his cheeks.
His entire body was full of menace, staring intently at the man on the throne.
In the hall, nobles from various areas stared at him as he walked through the aisles.
Now that he had broken the rules, Ximen Fenglie seemed to have changed his plan. The servant carried two long brocade boxes out...
However, one of Ximen Longting's hands was pressed on his trouser pocket.
Jing Jiaren kept struggling, and SUN kicked the servant away with his little tornado legs: "Go away, don't even touch the queen!"
"I am a pregnant woman, if you continue to push me away, who will take responsibility if something goes wrong!?"
"Let go of the queen, this is my young master's order!"
Jing Jiaren pushed the servant, took the opportunity to open the door, rushed out, grabbed the hem of her long skirt and ran towards the corridor.
SUN came to the rear, stumbling behind her servant who was chasing her.
Jing Jiaren ran to the gallery on the second floor, and some senior servants turned their heads to look at her in surprise.