Mu Qinghuang fell into deep thought, with a hint of worry in her eyes.
"Come here, why don't you give me some tea?"
Nangong Xiong finished speaking with a smile and looked sideways at Hong Wanjun: "Brother Wanjun, why don't you see that child Qianji? Tonight is her home court, and we are all here for her."
Hong Wanjun turned around and looked at the waiter at the mansion behind him: "Go and invite the young lady. The feast cannot be complete without her."
"yes--"
The waiter took the order, turned around and left.
After a while, all the guests put down their glasses of wine and looked at the girl walking out of the corridor.
The girl is dressed in red neon clothes, has charming eyebrows, and exudes a unique temperament.
She walked from the end of the corridor, passed through the garden of the East Pavilion, and completely appeared in everyone's sight.
Everyone took a breath of air when they saw this.
The young talents from famous families were all staring at Hong Qianji.
Ninth Prince Chi Ying stood up holding the white jade wine glass.
Wearing a brocade robe, with a face like a crown of jade and an extraordinary temperament, he slowly walked towards the girl who was as dazzling as the stars in the night sky.
"Qianji, you are so beautiful."
Chi Ying was so mesmerized by the sight that he was breathing rapidly.
"Then I would like to thank the Ninth Prince for his praise."
After Hong Qianji finished speaking, she walked into the center of the banquet.
The red shadow followed closely like a messenger protecting the flowers, never leaving.
Every time she looked at Hong Qianji, her gaze was filled with hot light.
It's like gazing at rare treasures and distant stars in the sky.
The arrival of Hong Qianji pushed the banquet to a climax.
The young noble descendants lined up to toast.
It's like a carnival.
Everyone is full of praise for Hong Qianji.
There are admirers and there are flatterers.
At the table not far away, Nangong Xi, Bai Xianxian and others were sitting.
In addition, there are Mu Ruoting, Mu Youlan and Mu Chan from the second room of Mu Mansion.
Nangong Xi looked at Hong Qianji bitterly.
Just now she was toasting to the Ninth Prince, who ignored her but was extremely attentive to Hong Qianji.
Nangong Xi kept pouring wine on himself, and his eyes gradually turned red.
Princess Bai Xianxian was holding her head with both hands, blinking twice, and said, "Mu Mansion also has to hold a sacred beast banquet? Sister Chu is the one who has inherited the opportunity of the sacred beasts, and Suzaku is still the first of the four sacred beasts.
Well, she’s no worse than Sister Qianji.”
Nangong Xi was troubled when he heard about Ye Chuyue.
But thinking that Ye Chuyue had died in the southern suburbs made me feel very happy.
This was also a conversation she overheard from her father.
Nangong Xi's cheeks turned red due to drunkenness.
She drank the rest of the wine and glanced at Bai Xianxian: "Sister Chu? It's so close, but your sister Chu can't come back and died outside."
Mu Ruoting stopped drinking and said nonchalantly: "Xi'er, Chu Yue is General Wuling. Don't say this nonsense again."
"Am I talking nonsense?"
Nangong Xi pointed at himself, unconvinced: "If you don't believe it, go to the southern suburbs now and see if there is no grass growing at all."
Mu Ruoting's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the four major families and the old uncle. He probably knew what the feast was about tonight.
Immediately, a smile appeared on the corner of Mu Ruoting's mouth.
Mu Chan asked excitedly: "Sister Xi, is this true?"
"I, Nangong Xi, never tell lies."
Nangong Xi patted his chest and promised.
At this moment, Nangong Xiong suddenly stood up, holding a Qian Ji Dove in his hand.
Qianji Dove's red light shone brightly, which was obviously a message coming.