In the winter evening, the sky was getting a little cold. The moonlight was still bright, and the plum blossoms were blooming just right. Xiyu, wearing a snow-white fox fur, walked together with Jun Yaoran. Under the illumination of the moonlight, the two looked like a pair of beauties.

It was so beautiful that it aroused a sigh of relief from the men and women around it.

"My son, I am going to meet my father. Long live my father! Long live my father!"

"Xi Yu, please bow to your Majesty. Long live your Majesty!"

Xiyu's voice was gentle and sweet, like an oriole emerging from the valley, which aroused discussions among the officials.

"The Ninth Princess is really stunning, like a fairy in the sky!"

"Yes! Yes! The princess and the ninth prince are a perfect match together. They will definitely create a good story!"

...

"Hahaha..." Listening to the praise from the ministers, Emperor Qingyun was obviously very impressed, "Yaoran, Xiyu, please excuse me! Xiyu, just call me father, and you and Yaoran will also call me father."

Your Majesty, you seem too unfamiliar!"

"Thank you, Father!" Jun Yaoran and Xi Yu both stood up, but when Emperor Qingyun looked at Xi Yu's face, Xi Yu clearly found that Emperor Qingyun showed a trace of panic and his hands were trembling a little. He

He picked up the glass of wine that the palace maid filled for him and drank it down in one gulp, then he covered up his rudeness just now, "Haha... I just wanted to let everyone enjoy Yaoran's happy event, so I decided to get married in private.

Xiyu won't blame his father for changing it to a dinner party!"

Xi Yu politely helped him up, "It's Xi Yu's honor that my father cares about Xi Yu. It's too late for Xi Yu to be happy, so how can I blame my father!"

"Hahaha..." Emperor Qingyun laughed heartily, "Xiyu is really a transparent person. Father, I give you a drink!"

"I would like to have a drink with the Ninth Princess and the Ninth Prince."

"I would like to offer a toast to the Ninth Princess and the Ninth Prince."

...

Halfway through the dinner, Xiyu couldn't help but feel sleepy. Dinners in any country are generally boring, with perfunctory toasts, gorgeous songs and dances, and harsh shengxiao. But the only thing that didn't puzzle Xiyu was Jun Yaoran.

Why do you want to force him into the palace? It’s not that Xiyu looks down on people. Emperor Qingyun’s sinister eyes, hooked nose, and thin lips make him look like a sinister villain at first glance.

People. Except for Jun Yaoran, the other princes were even more unsightly. They were either indulging in wine and sex, or looking at her with malicious intent. Looking at those lustful eyes, Xi

Yu couldn't help but shudder: she was really curious. With this gene, Qingyun could still stand still for so many years. There was indeed a miracle under the yellow sky.

"Wu Xiyu, let me tell you..." Hearing this arrogant voice, one could tell that it was Jiang Yufei. He hesitated that this dinner was prepared for Jun Yaoran and Xiyu, so Jiang Yufei naturally

They sat next to General Jiang, Bai Xiangsi sat next to Prime Minister Bai, and An Qingqian, who was a foreign envoy, sat next to the queen.

Seeing Xiyu's lack of response, Jiang Yufei became even more angry, "Wu Xiyu, today I am going to compete with you to see who is the best woman!" Jiang Yufei was wearing a bright red dress.

Thin jacket, because of drinking, the cheeks

There were two touches of blush, which highlighted her beauty. Xiyu stroked her forehead painfully. She was really defeated by Jiang Yufei, because she always overestimated her IQ time and time again. Both of them were

As for the Ninth Prince’s family members, it wouldn’t look good if anyone loses!
Chapter completed!