On the seat beside him, Shang Hou was competing with his grandson for the only remaining wine glass.
"If you guys think that slaves are noisy, you want to throw away your own cups, what are you doing to throw away the old man?"
I saw the young man flexibly avoiding the old man: "Of course, your cup is cheap. I am the agate tourmaline cup I brought myself with. It's a pity to throw it away and smash it into a slave. If you throw it away, you will throw it away and let the palace servant take it away.
Just one is fine!”
"Hey, don't rob it. I've used this cup. Is it okay to be unhygienic?"
Old Man Shang: "So what? The old man doesn't dislike you, but he still has any objections?"
All ministers: "..."
Fortunately, the person who served him was quick-witted and quickly found an empty cup to hand it over, which stopped the two grandparents and grandchildren from tearing each other.
However, in such a rigorous and solemn atmosphere just now, the two grandparents and grandchildren were not willing to fight and fight, and the emperor had no intention of being angry at all.
He even apologized: "This accident has disturbed Shang Hou's sexual desire to drink!"
The man from Shang Hou calmed down after receiving the cup and rolled up his sleeves calmly: "Cough cough, let the emperor laugh, everyone continue, continue!"
Mrs. Qin suddenly felt so angry that her liver hurt.
Today, this young man in the business has ruined her good things.
But at this moment, Ming Pavilion had quieted down, and the ministers and the royal family looked at her with complicated faces.
I don’t know who started it: “Although the matter today was caused by Madam An, I wonder why Mrs. Qin had such serious biased thoughts towards her daughter?”
"After the emperor granted Princess Meng'an a gift, he asked the Regent to educate her, but he did not stop Princess Meng'an's freedom. She can still return to Prime Minister Qin's mansion at any time, right?"
"Even if not, Mrs. Qin's dissatisfaction should be targeting the Regent, but why should she demote her daughter to nothing?"
"What's the benefit of Mrs. Qin if she brought her back to the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion with the reputation of corrupting Princess Meng'an?"
Yue Qian no longer had liver pain, she felt pain everywhere in her body.
Just as she was about to hold back her energy and say something, at this moment, a faint voice from a man suddenly came from her ear:
"Enough, if Mrs. Qin dares to belittle Xi'er again, don't blame me for showing mercy and telling the story of that year in public!"
Mrs. Qin's face changed drastically.
She slowly turned her head in disbelief and looked at the Regent.
But I saw a pair of cold eyes under the man's mask, and his eyes were like ice thorns poking on her face.
He opened his mouth leisurely and held the wine glass. His lips were not moving, but the sound still came into her ears:
"Don't challenge my king's patience and bottom line!"
"Otherwise, the rift with the Qin Prime Minister's Mansion will be the consequence of going to the battlefield again for me, but for my wife, it shouldn't be as simple as being retired, right?"
Mrs. Qin loosened her hands, and the gorgeous clothes that were imitated by Madam An slowly fell to the ground.
"You know indeed..." she murmured.
Meng Yinqin coldly withdrew his gaze and continued to send a message: "So what if you know? Xier is the only one who has something to do with me. Don't force me to deal with you!"
Mrs. Qin's face suddenly turned dead.
In fact, when she accidentally saw his face at Gongyan five years ago, she knew it was him.
And she knew very well that this man would not be soft-hearted to her because of the hasty and unexpected skin.
As early as when countless people were defeated by her pomegranate skirt, the man had never looked at her with his eyes once, she had been sure that this was not someone she could mess with.