The bell rang and the palace banquet began.

The ministers and their relatives sat at their main tables in turn according to their official positions, waiting for the palace maids to serve delicious wine and delicacies from front to back.

Today is a banquet between the emperor and his loyal ministers, so except for officials, only the prince can attend, and concubines below the queen are not qualified to attend the banquet.

Even so, the entire Baohe Hall was almost full, with about fifty people in total.

The emperor and the empress have not arrived yet, and everyone is actively communicating with each other.

Old Mrs. Song and Yun were still greeting the officials.

Song Zhao pulled Si Yu and quietly entered the seat and sat in a position a little later.

As soon as he sat down, a maid came to Song Zhao with a golden cup full of crab meat, "Miss Song Er, this is what His Highness the Princess gave you."

Song Zhao raised his eyes.

Opposite her, sat the emperor's only daughter, the eldest princess Duan Jia, and her son-in-law.

Princess Duanjia wore a scarlet palace outfit, with irregular sandalwood hair squirting on her shoulders, and her phoenix eyes were slender and charming, and she was full of charming posture.

Song Zhao felt disgusted.

Princess Duanjia gathered all the favors and developed a playboy style. She loved to raise actors, often drank and had fun at the princess's house, and invited noble girls to play.

The world is a good person, Princess Duanjia is free and easy, and she is in love with her husband. She is not like the princess of the previous dynasty and still raises a couple. She is really the most affectionate person.

But only she knew that Princess Duanjia had a habit of polishing mirrors.

She recruited a prince consort just to conceal her preference for women.

As for the actors she raises, she will sing operas for her during the day and at night...

In his previous life, Song Zhao, who was unaware of the situation, was taken care of by Princess Duanjia many times, thinking that Princess Duanjia wanted to make friends with her.

At the birthday banquet of Princess Duanjia, she went to the princess's house to wish her blessings.

Unexpectedly, Princess Duanjia tried to detain her in the princess's mansion that night...

If it weren't for the powerful ministers who happened to pass by.

Her innocence may be destroyed by Princess Duanjia.

Princess Duanjia smiled with a narrow eyes, lazy and casual, "I heard that the little lady of the Song family made a big splash in the entrance examination of Canglan College. This plate of crab meat was peeled by this princess for you personally, so I just thought it was to celebrate your happy first place."

Song Zhao concealed his disgust and smiled peacefully, "Thank you, Princess Duanjia."

Si Yu's eyes were dark.

He grew up in the palace and knew everything about the palace.

Princess Duanjia's eyes were shining, and she was attracted by his little girl.

The little girl is so popular.

Men and women take it all.

Song Zhao held the crab meat and suddenly felt an extremely gloomy gaze.

She turned her face.

The powerful minister played with the wine cup in his hand and was just right to look at her for a while.

He was laughing, but the smile was extremely cold and thin, more cunning than when he didn't laugh, like an evil dog with bad intentions.

"Fourth brother, do you want to eat crab meat?" She asked tentatively with her hands trembling.

Si Yu opened his lips coldly, "Ah——"

Song Zhao is hard to describe in one word.

Why do powerful ministers look like children?

While complaining, he dug up a lump from his heart with a spoon.

Si Yu opened his mouth and ate.

He chewed expressionlessly, and it seemed that he was not eating crab meat, but Song Zhao.

"Is it delicious?" Song Zhao asked in a low voice in his palms.

He stared at the girl, smiling, "a little sour."

Song Zhao didn't believe it.

This crab meat is crystal clear, how could it be like a whoosh?

The powerful minister curled up a piece of his fingertips, handed it to Song Zhao's lips, and asked coldly, "Brother, please give it to you?"

Song Zhao disliked the powerful ministers and used their hands.

But Si Yu looked dangerous at this time, as if she would be recorded on the list of dead people if she refused.

So Song Zhao tilted his head obediently and bit it down.

She tried not to touch Si Yu's hand, but the other party's fingertips suddenly trembled and inevitably bit his finger.

Song Zhao, "Ying."

She was embarrassed, "I didn't mean it, didn't bite you?"

The palace lights were brilliant, shining on his face.

The boy's eyes were smiling, very happy.

He touched her head with his other hand.

His voice was slightly hoarse and he said casually, "Azhao should also be more restrained... Even though he is his own brother, he should not be so frivolous."

Song Zhao is so unfair.

This is what she said, it seems that she is a female hooligan.

She wanted to explain.

But the powerful minister used her fingers to pick up a piece of crab meat again and put it in his mouth to eat it naturally.

Finally, I licked my fingers seriously.

Song Zhao murmured like a dull goose, "You haven't wiped your hands yet..." It's too unhygienic.

Si Yu tilted his head.

He chuckled, his tone seemed lazy and playful, "Do you still want to eat it?"

Song Zhao turned his face away in shame and refused to eat.

The prince looked at the picture of the deep love between brother and sister indifferently.

His eyes became more and more fierce, and he could hardly control the anger in his body.

The Song family intends to support Si Yu.

At this time, Emperor Yuan Chun and Empress Gu arrived late.

Emperor Yuan Chun, who is nearly fifty years old, works hard all day long and looks older than his peers.

The prince lifted his robe and bowed, "Father, I heard the rare variety of thousands of mountains of ink on the border, which means peace.
Chapter completed!