The palace banquet was held in the Wanshou Hall. When Feng Qianchen and Jiao Xiaoliu arrived, they stood at the door and looked around. The hall was brightly lit and almost everyone had arrived. Usually there were three or five ladies from the court family gathered together.
The sound of Yanyan was so lively. Although it was already autumn, the women were all dressed up extremely meticulously, wearing silk and tulle. The timid Luo Pa half-covered his face, while the more courageous one even openly ogled the young master he liked.
.Jiao Xiaoliu clicked his tongue when he saw it. Who said that ancient women were reserved?
The appearance of Feng Qianchen and Jiao Xiaoliu undoubtedly caused a commotion.
"Look, that should be the seventh princess."
"Just a charlatan..."
"She is really beautiful. She is on par with Miss Bai. But her temperament is much better than Miss Bai..."
"The Seventh Prince seems less cold when he is with him..."
"..."
Feng Qianchen's position was relatively forward, and these words could always get into Jiao Xiaoliu's ears when passing by those Yingying Yanyan. This made her very annoyed. No matter whether she was good or bad, she didn't want it.
Becoming someone else's talking point. The distance was not that far, but Jiao Xiaoliu felt that he had walked for a long time. When Feng Qianchen's footsteps finally stopped, Jiao Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to say something to Feng Qianchen, but...
I noticed something was wrong with his expression. "What's wrong?" Feng Qianchen's expression, which had been calm all the way, turned cold again when he saw his seat. "Nothing, let's go sit over there." He pulled Jiao Xiaoliu and sat down next to him.
There was an uproar in the main hall, which was even more lively than before. Jiao Xiaoliu didn't pay much attention. He began to look at the palace where the Xuan Kingdom held palace banquets.
There is no doubt that the layout of the entire palace is no worse than what was described in film and television works and novels. In his previous life, Jiao Xiaoliu had been to the Forbidden City, but such a lineup and luxury had long been gone.
Jiao Xiaoliu pointed to the golden dragon chair in front of him and asked Feng Qianchen quietly, "Is that chair made of pure gold?"
Feng Qianchen chuckled, "They all said yes, but I haven't confirmed it. Do you want to go and have it authenticated?"
"If I verify that it's true, I'll carry it home. Hum hum." Jiao Xiaoliu's miser mode turned on.
Feng Qianchen couldn't hold it back for a moment and burst out laughing. In an instant, there was silence in the Wanshou Hall, leaving only Feng Qianchen's hearty laughter. Everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Qianchen - Jiao Xiaoliu next to him. Jiao Xiaoliu.
Xiaoliu was depressed. She had provoked whomever. Feng Qianchen coughed twice, stood up seriously and waved his hands, "You guys continue, I just heard the princess tell a very funny joke."
Feng Qianchen said this, and the others were too embarrassed to keep quiet. Some of them gathered together in twos and threes and started talking - what joke did Jiao Xiaoliu tell that could make Prince Bingshan laugh so happily.
He gave Feng Qianchen a stern look, "Can you be any more shameless?"
Feng Qianchen smiled mischievously, "Of course." After saying that, he lifted Jiao Xiaoliu's chin and kissed her, blocking out all the words Jiao Xiaoliu wanted to say.
Jiao Xiaoliu's brain suddenly panicked. You must know that this was Miss Jiao's first kiss in her two lives.
"Brother Qi, what are you doing?" An inappropriate voice appeared. Jiao Xiaoliu quickly pushed Feng Qianchen away. Only then did he realize that the already busy hall had become quiet again, and everyone's eyes were focused on him again.
On the body.
Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't wait to get in in an orderly manner. Feng Qianchen, like a cat after stealing, licked his lips and still had more to say. The palace banquet was held in the Wanshou Palace. When Feng Qianchen and Jiao Xiaoliu arrived, they stood at the door and looked.
, the lights in the main hall are bright, and people have almost arrived. Usually three or five ladies from the court family gather together, singing sweet songs, and it is very lively. Although it is autumn, those women are all dressed up extremely meticulously, Ling
The timid Luo Pa partially covered his face, while the more courageous Luo Pa openly ogled his favorite young master. Jiao Xiaoliu smacked his tongue when he saw this. Who said ancient women were reserved?
The appearance of Feng Qianchen and Jiao Xiaoliu undoubtedly caused a commotion.
"Look, that should be the seventh princess."
"Just a charlatan..."
"She is really beautiful. She is on par with Miss Bai. But her temperament is much better than Miss Bai..."
"The Seventh Prince seems less cold when he is with him..."
"..."
Feng Qianchen's position was relatively forward, and these words could always get into Jiao Xiaoliu's ears when passing by those Yingying Yanyan. This made her very annoyed. No matter whether she was good or bad, she didn't want it.
Becoming someone else's talking point. The distance was not that far, but Jiao Xiaoliu felt that he had walked for a long time. When Feng Qianchen's footsteps finally stopped, Jiao Xiaoliu breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to say something to Feng Qianchen, but...
I noticed something was wrong with his expression. "What's wrong?" Feng Qianchen's expression, which had been calm all the way, turned cold again when he saw his seat. "Nothing, let's go sit over there." He pulled Jiao Xiaoliu and sat down next to him.
There was an uproar in the main hall, which was even more lively than before. Jiao Xiaoliu didn't pay much attention. He began to look at the palace where the Xuan Kingdom held palace banquets.
There is no doubt that the layout of the entire palace is no worse than what was described in film and television works and novels. In his previous life, Jiao Xiaoliu had been to the Forbidden City, but such a lineup and luxury had long been gone.
Jiao Xiaoliu pointed to the golden dragon chair in front of him and asked Feng Qianchen quietly, "Is that chair made of pure gold?"
Feng Qianchen chuckled, "They all said yes, but I haven't confirmed it. Do you want to go and have it authenticated?"
"If I verify that it's true, I'll carry it home. Hum hum." Jiao Xiaoliu's miser mode turned on.
Feng Qianchen couldn't hold it back for a moment and burst out laughing. In an instant, there was silence in the Wanshou Hall, leaving only Feng Qianchen's hearty laughter. Everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Qianchen - Jiao Xiaoliu next to him. Jiao Xiaoliu.
Xiaoliu was depressed. She had provoked whomever. Feng Qianchen coughed twice, stood up seriously and waved his hands, "You guys continue, I just heard the princess tell a very funny joke."
Feng Qianchen said this, and the others were too embarrassed to keep quiet. Some of them gathered together in twos and threes and started talking - what joke did Jiao Xiaoliu tell that could make Prince Bingshan laugh so happily.
He gave Feng Qianchen a stern look, "Can you be any more shameless?"
Feng Qianchen smiled mischievously, "Of course." After saying that, he lifted Jiao Xiaoliu's chin and kissed her, blocking out all the words Jiao Xiaoliu wanted to say.
Jiao Xiaoliu's brain suddenly panicked. You must know that this was Miss Jiao's first kiss in her two lives.
"Brother Qi, what are you doing?" An inappropriate voice appeared. Jiao Xiaoliu quickly pushed Feng Qianchen away. Only then did he realize that the already busy hall had become quiet again, and everyone's eyes were focused on him again.
On the body.
Jiao Xiaoliu couldn't wait to get in in an orderly manner. Feng Qianchen, like a cat after stealing, licked his lips, still not satisfied.
