Wen Wen's chest tightened, and she clenched her fists nervously, her palms covered with sweat.
Dongfang Kuang also walked up to them.
He raised his hands in anger.
The palace maid immediately brought a glass of wine.
Dongfang Kuang also took it and paid tribute to Dongfang Aoshi, "It's rare that the Ninth Prince is willing to show his face today, so I'll give you a toast first."
Dongfang Aoshi stood up with a wine glass, returned the gift, and drank the wine in one gulp.
There was no expression on his face, and his eyes were as deep as thick ink.
There was no emotion on Dongfang Kuangye's face.
The eyes that looked at Dongfang Aoshi were extremely indifferent.
It was as indifferent as if the two of them were strangers, not brothers.
Genuine said nothing.
From beginning to end, he stood by Dongfang Aoshi's side and acted like a competent idiot.
Dongfang Kuang also exchanged a few words of courtesy with Dongfang Aoshi, and then, surrounded by the palace ladies, he went to sit at the main seat.
Dongfang Kuang also waved his hand.
All the guests in the hall also sat down, and their movements were as neat as if they had been trained in the army.
"Today is just an ordinary gathering. Don't be formal, just eat and drink to your heart's content and get drunk before resting!"
As he spoke, he raised his wine glass.
The guests raised their glasses in return.
After the simple courtesy, the banquet officially began.
The musician struck the chimes, and the music with pure tone and elegant melody rang out, which was beautiful to the ears.
The dancers filed in from the door and danced gracefully in the hall.
The beautiful dance is dazzling.
Sitting there tenderly, with no thought of admiration at all.
All he could think about was how to talk to Dongfang Kuangya alone without Dongfang Aoshi noticing.
Wen Wen thought hard and couldn't figure out how to get close to Dongfang Kuangye.
The dancer dances, her fluttering clothes dancing in her gentle eyes.
In the confusion, his gentle eyes glanced in the direction of Dongfang Aoshi.
She didn't dare to look any longer, her eyes only stayed for less than a second, and then left, fearing that Dongfang Aoshi would find out, and she was also afraid that the guests present would find out.
With just a simple glance, Wen Rou had already figured out the situation over there at Dongfang Prison——
He sat there domineeringly, surrounded by palace ladies.
In his arms, he held a charming concubine.
It was the one Wen Wenwen saw when she first entered the palace.
After all, they had been together before, and when she saw Dongfang Kuang holding another woman, her tender heart still felt uncomfortably.
Fortunately, I didn’t agree to be Dongfang Kuangye’s concubine——
There are three thousand beauties in the harem.
There is no way Gentle can accept sharing one man with so many women.
"Why are you looking so fascinated?" Dongfang Aoshi's cold voice sounded in his ears.
"Look at the dance, they dance beautifully." Wen Wen came back to her senses and casually found an excuse to deal with it.
"Really?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing what Wen Wen said.
She looked at him tenderly and her voice was cold, "Otherwise, who do you think I'm looking at?"
This man is really unusually shrewd.
Even though I hid it so deeply, it was still seen that something was wrong.
The more times this happens, the less you can panic.
When you panic, everything will be revealed.
He took a deep breath, gently suppressed his panic, and kept his normal tone, "Believe it or not!"
"Are you watching Dongfang Kuaiye?" Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her and said firmly.
Wen Wenwen opened his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
The more you save, the more you pull, and it gets out of hand.