Hearing this, the onlookers all gasped in fright.

Su Moliang was scolding the seventh prince for using his power to bully others.

Who gave her the courage to offend even the seventh prince of Cang Yuan Kingdom?

However, they didn't know that the word fear was never in Su Moliang's dictionary. As long as she was provoked, no matter who it was, she would definitely fight back. It was just a matter of time.

To her, if she was such a useless person, she might as well just die.

At this time, everyone was staring at Su Moliang in disbelief. They all swallowed with fear, waiting for the reaction of the seventh prince in the carriage.

In this way, both sides were silent for a moment, and then a low but clear male voice came from the carriage: "Wei Yong, don't be rude!"

There were only a few words, the voice was not loud, and the momentum was not strong enough. It was cold, and no emotion could be heard, but the majesty that permeated it should not be underestimated.

Even Su Moliang had a strange feeling in his heart.

The guard who was called Wei Yong glared at Su Moliang fiercely, then reluctantly calmed down his momentum, put away his spear, and behaved himself, not daring to make any mistakes.

"Let's go -" without any unnecessary nonsense, two words floated faintly from the carriage, making people tremble with coldness.

After saying this, the team continued to move forward, seemingly unaffected by Lu Man, Su Moliang and others, and gradually headed towards the palace.

When the carriage passed by Su Moliang, the crepe floated, and a pair of dark eyes that were as thick as ink and could not be opened glanced at her. They were deep and dark, seeming to absorb people in, making people feel sad.

chill.

That graceful face flashed by, even though it was just a glance, it made Su Moliang's breath tighten.

At this moment, Su Moliang had to admit that this person seemed really powerful.

Watching the carriage gradually go away, Lu Man approached Su Moliang guiltily and blamed herself: "I'm sorry, miss, it's all my fault. I was so stupid that I blocked the way of the Seventh Prince.

Miss Rang has offended the Seventh Prince, this servant deserves to die, this servant deserves to die!"

As he said this, Lu Man flashed his ears a few times.

Su Moliang immediately grabbed her hand and comforted her: "Okay, it's not a big deal. The streets are so crowded, pushing and shoving is normal. The seventh prince is not an unreasonable person. He is not letting go."

Have I passed you?"

Hearing this, Lu Man nodded with red eyes, grateful to Su Moliang for his consideration.

"Okay, it's time to go back and prepare to enter the palace." Su Moliang patted her on the shoulder, turned around and walked towards the palace.

Hearing this, Lu Man looked puzzled and chased after her and asked, "Why do you want to enter the palace?"

"When the Seventh Prince comes to our Southern Sui Kingdom, the Emperor will naturally entertain you warmly. It seems that we will inevitably have to make mistakes tonight." Thinking about it, Su Moliang sighed, but the eyes in his mind could no longer waver.

It made her feel a little nervous if she didn't go away.

Sure enough, before nightfall, a eunuch from the palace came to send a message, inviting the Ninth Prince and the Princess to enter the palace.

Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue entered the palace in a carriage at ten o'clock in the evening.

The palace is particularly lively today, with lights and colorful lights everywhere, and it is even more grand than during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Su Moliang heard the sound of silk and bamboo coming from the Yihe Hall. Before he entered the hall, he had already imagined the festive scene of singing and dancing in the hall.

At this time, a group of palace maids carrying fine wines hurried past Su Moliang. Everyone gave her and Nan Qingjue a symbolic salute, and then hurried to the Yihe Palace without any delay.

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Looking at this posture, you can see how much the emperor attaches importance to this palace banquet.

However, Su Moliang could also understand that the person coming from Cang Yuan Kingdom was naturally an honored guest, not to mention that the person coming was the seventh prince. With such a big background, the emperor was afraid that he would be treated as an ancestor.

Just as she was thinking about it, she and Nan Qingjue had already arrived at the entrance of the hall. When the eunuch waiting at the door saw this, he immediately shouted into the hall: "Ninth Prince, Ninth Princess enter the palace-"

As the voice fell, Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue, who was sitting on a chariot, slowly entered the crowd's sight.

Some time ago, the marriage-robbing incident in Nanqing was too big and had a wide impact. Seeing the two topical figures appearing at the same time, everyone looked at them in surprise.

Fortunately, Su Moliang and Nan Qingjue were both cold-tempered people. They ignored everyone's hot gazes and noisy comments and sat down under the guidance of the palace maid.

However, at this moment, there was a line of sight that was too sharp to be ignored, like a sharp dagger, cold and sharp, falling on Su Moliang's body, immediately giving her goosebumps.

A chill ran down Su Moliang's spine, and his heart trembled slightly. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked up. At this moment, he happened to meet a pair of black eyes as deep as an abyss.

That is an examination, an evaluation!

However, that kind of sight only swept past, and it made people feel as if it was just an unexpected collision without any emotions or thoughts.

But after seeing Nan Qingjue's blue eyes, Su Moliang was able to look at each other calmly without causing much impact.

However, seeing this, she was reluctant to move her eyes.

Because this person is extraordinarily handsome, with a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, which is obviously a passionate arc, but the ebony-like black pupils are cold and aloof, and the vague eyes always give people a timid feeling.

Feeling of fear.

In this extremely contradictory sense of beauty, although the facial features are not exquisite or outstanding, with the fair and delicate skin, the tall and straight figure and the noble temperament in every gesture, the whole person has a unified sense of beauty.

His handsomeness was different from Nan Qingjue's exquisiteness, but he had an air of elegance and elegance that made people unable to forget him once he took one look at it.

Perhaps it was Su Moliang's unabashed look that made Gong Youyi, who had already lost his sight, look at her again.

As if surprised that a woman dared to look directly at him, something strange flashed across Gong Youyi's dark eyes.

Just as the two were looking at each other, Nan Qingjue on the side pulled Su Moliang into his arms, brought her to her ear, bit her earlobe punitively, and asked in a vague voice with a domineering tone: "

Is he prettier than me?"

Su Moliang's ears didn't hurt much, but the ambiguous heat in her ears and neck made her whole body stiff.

"There are so many people watching, what are you doing!" Su Moliang knew that this jealous king was starting to stir up troubles again, and he was never idle for a moment.

The more she struggled, the tighter Nan Qingjue hugged her, "If you move again, I don't mind letting you sit on me."

In front of him, looking at the man so unscrupulously, it is hard to imagine how unbridled she would be if he was not here?

Thinking of how she once rolled onto his bed and tore and pounced on him, he knew that she was by no means a light-hearted person.

Su Moliang was so threatened that he stopped moving and glared at him fiercely.

On this occasion, she would be shameless if she sat on him!

Since both of them have outstanding looks, every move they make is naturally eye-catching.

At this time, everyone present was attracted by the ambiguous actions of the two people, even the seventh prince was no exception.
Chapter completed!