It's so boring! Xiyu is sitting on the swing gently rocking, Shangguan Zixuan has gone to Nanjin, and Liu'er has also gone home to visit relatives, without any friends!

"Xiyu Xiyu!" shouted urgently.

Hearing the familiar voice, Xiyu narrowed his eyes dangerously: Wu Yu, what is he doing here? The coldness disappeared in a flash, and then he raised a smile on his face: "Daddy, what do you want from Xiyu?" A typical lady,

Good girl.

"Today the palace will hold a dinner to welcome Crown Prince and Princess Nanjin, and the emperor has named you to attend." Wu Yu looked excited.

Shangguan Rongxuan named her to attend? Xiyu's heart sank. State banquet? What does this have to do with the prime minister's daughter? She suddenly remembered the man in black he saw in the restaurant last time, with ordinary facial features and good temperament.

At a glance, you can tell that he is the kind of person who is extremely smart and will not be easily controlled. What is his purpose for doing this? Looking at the whip of the galaxy in his hand, he can't help but wonder: Is it because of this? That day in Zuixianju

, Shangguan Rongxuan asked about the origin of the bracelet. If it was Shangguan Zixuan’s family heirloom, he would not fail to recognize it...

"Xi Yu, Xi Yu..." Seeing Xi Yu's loss of consciousness, Wu Yu called softly from the side.

"Ah?" Xi Yu calmed down and smiled like a flower, "Dad, Xi Yu is fine. I just want to know what to wear for the dinner."

Wu Yu smiled: "Don't worry, Xiyu, dad has already sent someone to prepare it for you. The state banquet will definitely be red."

Xiyu was wearing a fiery red dress and looked at her in front of the mirror: Wu Yu's taste was pretty good. Although it was red, it didn't look tacky. On the contrary, it showed a touch of charm. He raised the corners of his mouth evilly: "Not bad."

In the evening, there was a festive scene in the palace. The eunuchs and maids were busy coming in and out, and the ministers and their families gradually came in to sit. In midsummer, the weather was a bit sultry, and when there were more people, it felt a little breathless. Cicadas were hiding on the tops of the willow trees, making noisy calls.

Now, the moon is still bright, but it is covered with a thin veil, which is a bit depressing. The hazy first quarter moon is more reminiscent of the sickle used by the Western God of Death. Death, the night of death.

"Prince Nanjin, Princess Mengdie has arrived!" The eunuch's thin throat broke the silence of the night.

"Prince, Princess Mengdie, you have traveled thousands of miles to come to Beiyao, but you are welcome at a distance."

"Nowhere, Beiyao has rich real estate and strong national power. It is Wuhen's honor to come here to meet you."

...

The politeness was obviously royal politeness. Xiyu curled his lips and felt a little impatient, but he clearly felt an unfriendly gaze. He followed the gaze and saw that it was Princess Mengdie. Her gaze was a little arrogant and appraising. Xiyu also

Not surprised, he smiled evilly, picked up the wine glass, bowed to Princess Mengmengdie, and drank it.

Staring at Xi Yu with disgust, Princess Mengdie tugged on the prince's sleeves: "Brother, let's take a seat!" After that, the two sat down opposite Xi Yu.

In the Kingdom of Nanjin, Princess Mengdie Feng Mengdie is rumored to be gentle and virtuous, proficient in poetry, poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is favored by the emperor. The emperor of Nanjin seems to have promised that Princess Mengdie can choose a city of her own after she gets married.

As a fief, it is hereditary from generation to generation. Prince Feng Wuhen of Nanjin is rumored to be talented and knowledgeable in military matters. Whenever he travels, Nanjin women will throw flowers to him, comparable to Pan An.

However, Xiyu looked at the opposite side with a playful smile on his face. This seemed to be different from the rumors. Feng Mengdie looked like a person who dared to love and hate but could not hide his thoughts. He was also gentle and virtuous? As for Feng Wu

Mark, gentle and gentle, the demeanor of a humble gentleman. Such a person is good at literature but knows military affairs, but it always feels a bit out of place.

"I wonder if Miss has seen enough?"

Sound transmission from the secret! Xiyu couldn't help being startled, and then looked at Feng Wuhen across from him, what a profound inner strength. He smiled evilly, propped his chin up with his hand, and the playful smile in his eyes became even stronger, "Prince Nan Jin is really good."

I was almost fooled by his harmless demeanor.

"The third lady of the prime minister's house is not bad either."

"Thanks for the compliment."

The two of them had a great time chatting with each other through secret sound transmission.

"Are you Wu Xiyu?" A sweet shout interrupted the conversation between the two. Feng Mengdie stood up, her beautiful face and light pink dress matched perfectly, "I want to compete with you!"

The words shocked all the ministers and women, Princess Mengdie was too...
Chapter completed!