Hearing sneers from several places around him, Zhan Beixiao swept his eyes coldly: "Could it be that this king made a mistake?"

The people in those places immediately lowered their heads, wishing they could stuff them into their crotches.

You are the prince and you have the final say. We have no objection to you saying that Princess Xilan is ugly. Just be happy.

Feng Qinghua laughed when she heard this, and her eyes turned into crescent moons: "My lord, you said that Princess Xilan is not as good as me, but this adult said that I look similar to her, is he scolding me?"

Hearing this, Zhan Beixiao glanced at the minister coldly: "Since he is a blind man, there is no use keeping those eyes. Someone came and dug out his eyes and pulled out his tongue at the same time."

When the minister heard this, he knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please help me. Please save me. I am wrong. I beg you, Your Majesty."

Emperor Xuantong knew that his son had a weird personality after being injured. He didn't expect that he would still have hidden illnesses after he recovered. His character became more and more violent. He shook his head and said: "Lao Qi, this minister also puts the overall situation first, so don't talk to him."

I care about it."

Zhan Beixiao said in a deep voice: "It depends on whether his eyes are still useful."

The minister immediately said: "Wei Chen made a mistake just now. This girl has no resemblance to Princess Xilan. The prince hates Princess Xilan so much. How could he find someone similar to her? Wei Chen

I am blind, please forgive me."

Zhan Beixiao nodded: "After the banquet, remember to go to the hospital to have your eye disease checked."

"Yes, yes, thank you for the reminder, Your Majesty." The man kowtowed and stumbled back to his seat, his face pale.

Seeing this, no one dared to make any decisions about this woman's appearance. Even they felt that this woman did have some similarities to Princess Xilan.

But maybe it's really a coincidence. After all, if he is really a spy, he should know that the Seventh Prince has repeatedly rejected Princess Xilan. Even if he wants to use a honey trap, he cannot use a face similar to Princess Xilan's.

Opposite Zhan Beixiao's table is Prince Zhan Tingfeng's table.

Zhan Tingfeng's eyes swept across the opposite side from time to time, using the cup as a cover to fall on the woman. He always felt that the person was somewhat familiar, but he searched all his memories, but could not find any information about that person.

Especially for such a girl, it was impossible for him not to be unimpressed.

Zhan Tingfeng was thinking about it when he was suddenly targeted by a cold look. The hand holding the cup shook and wet the table.

Zhan Tingfeng stood up and excused himself, leaving the table to change clothes.

Zhan Beixiao scoffed coldly and looked away, and saw Feng Qinghua still sitting upright, with a straight posture. She was not as greedy as before, nor was she sitting crookedly. She looked very polite and good-natured.

Zhan Beixiao picked up a piece of pastry with his chopsticks and put it on the small plate in front of Feng Qinghua: "I don't usually like this pastry the most, why don't I use it today?"

Feng Qinghua looked at the dance in the palace and said softly through the veil: "I am a fairy and I will not eat mortal food like you."

"Really? Excuse me." Zhan Beixiao was about to take the cake away when he heard the man next to him say in a lower voice: "Help me pack it up and take it away later."

Zhan Beixiao's mouth twitched slightly, the word "packing" was really new.

"The fairy who drinks dew cannot drink tea?"

Feng Qinghua pursed her dry lips and said, "I won't drink."

Arrogant and frustrated.

Zhan Beixiao couldn't help laughing when he heard her tone: "Are you so afraid of people seeing you?"

"This is a human issue, and I have to stop it."

"Then work hard." Zhan Beixiao curled his lips and ignored him, as if there was a wall between the two of them.

From the corner of his eye, Zhan Beixiao saw that when he was picking up the tea cup, the vision beside him became a little erratic. When he was using the pastry, he could even hear the other party swallowing saliva.

She looked so hungry just after the party started, and within a few hours, she was still starving to death.

Zhan Beixiao said: "Go to the main hall and rest. I will come and call you later."

Feng Qinghua's eyes lit up, and then she said hesitantly: "I am a civilian girl now, so it wouldn't be good to leave the show midway, right?"

"What's the matter, just go ahead." After saying that, he summoned a palace attendant and led Feng Qinghua away from the table.

As soon as she left the main hall, Emperor Xuantong said: "I'm leaving the banquet just after the banquet has started. Is Miss Feng dissatisfied with me?"

Zhan Beixiao thought of how Feng Qinghua had just left without looking back. He stared at the wine glass in his hand and shook it twice: "She is weak, so I let her go and rest first."

"It's not good to be weak. I remember there are some thousand-year-old ginseng plants in the palace. I will bring them back later to replenish her body." Emperor Xuantong said.

It's not that he has identified with this woman. He still feels that this person has an unknown origin, but after all, his son likes her. If he is too weak, how can he take care of his son? Is it possible to let his noble son take care of her in turn?

Feng Qinghua followed the palace maid out of the main hall and walked all the way towards Zhan Beixiao's palace. Halfway there, she saw a mountain pavilion, about seven or eight meters high, overlooking the palace.

"There's no need to go to the palace. I'm going to sit in the pavilion and enjoy the breeze. You go and get me some food."

"Yes." The palace maid stepped back.

Feng Qinghua went straight up the mountain. Since there was no one around, she simply picked up her skirt and ran. When she got to the pavilion, she realized that there was someone in the pavilion.

It feels really bad to be taken advantage of.

Especially the person in front of me, whom we had met once before. It was Wang Yanxiao who had a different surname and fought with Zhan Beixiao in the previous dragon boat race.

A grown man, wearing a red suit and holding a landscape folding fan, is really degrading to gentlemen.

"Since girls are here, why don't we play chess together?" the man in the pavilion said.

Feng Qinghua thought that she had finally come up, and it was not worthwhile to go on like this and spend more time in the sun.

With this thought in mind, Feng Qinghua turned around and said, "How can a little girl be with her husband before she is married? If someone sees her, she will definitely gossip."

Feng Qinghua spoke softly, bowed slightly, turned away from looking at the people in the pavilion, and looked like a little girl.

Yan Xiao was stunned when he heard this.

He saw her running up just now, and the reason why he invited her to play chess was just to cover up his embarrassment. Naturally, he didn't want to be in the same place with this woman, but the woman said such a thing without leaving.

Are you trying to drive him away?

Yan Xiao almost wanted to laugh in anger. He was the only king with a different surname in Tianling. Although he was not the emperor's biological son, he was still highly relied upon. No one had ever dared to speak like this.

This woman does not understand the rules of the palace.

I really wanted to see which girl it was from, but I noticed that she was wearing a veil and white clothes. Is this the young lady that Zhan Beixiao fell in love with?

This is quite interesting.
Chapter completed!