Ye Tinglan was so angry that he scolded her, but he couldn't do it too loudly to save his face.
Feng Yinwan glanced at him lightly, then took a sip from the small wine cup.
Qin Rulian was completely ignored. She stood there without embarrassment, her face almost burning.
Ye Tinglan snorted coldly at Feng Yinwan, and then comforted her, "I can't blame you for this, go back and sit down."
After that, Qin Rulian bit her lip and returned to her seat.
In order to lighten the atmosphere, the steward arranged a song and dance with great discernment. After a few drinks, everyone forgot about this episode.
Suddenly, the wife of the Minister of Etiquette stood up.
"I have a suggestion. I wonder if the prince can agree to it?"
When Ye Tinglan heard this, the roast chicken in front of him had just been taken away by Feng Yinwan.
To be precise, this woman was very thoughtful and left him a chicken butt.
"My concubine saw that the prince didn't seem to like such greasy things, so he took care of it for you personally. There is no need to thank him."
After saying this, she threw the chicken head back with a clang. Ye Tinglan stared at the chicken head on the plate with big eyes and small eyes, so angry that the crown jade on her head almost jumped.
He was not in the mood to listen to what Madam Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette said, so he just waved his hand perfunctorily, "Just follow what Madam said."
After saying that, his face darkened, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the chicken head, and threw it back to Feng Yinwan.
Feng Yinwan was not annoyed at all. He glanced at it lightly and ate the roast chicken happily.
In an instant, the singing and dancing in the hall had been stopped. A group of servants brought in pens, inks, paper, inkstones, etc., and the wife of the Minister of Rites rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward.
She picked up the pen and clicked the ink, then waved it a few times, and the character "囍" appeared on the paper.
"Your Majesty, today is Miss Qin's wedding ceremony, and it is also the banquet for Your Majesty to welcome you after his military exploits. I present these words to Your Majesty and Miss Qin, wishing you that all your wishes will come true and you will have double happiness."
As she spoke, she handed the paper to the servant, who held it and showed it to everyone. Feng Yinwan clapped his hands and threw the chicken bones away. When he raised his eyes, he saw such a big word "囍" and was suddenly surprised.
He usually clapped his hands and clicked his tongue.
"ah!"
Qin Rulian was about to stand up and say thank you when he heard this sound and immediately stopped.
Xunyan looked over and saw that Feng Yin had stopped nibbling at the evening roasted chicken and was staring straight at that word with his eyes a little straight. A subtle sense of pride suddenly arose in his heart.
snort!
The wife of the Minister of Etiquette is a close friend of the Queen. Even because of her aunt-nephew relationship with the Queen, she will definitely help him!
Thinking like this, her eyes flashed with pride, and she immediately spoke with a smile.
"I just heard the voice of the princess sister, but what do you think about Mrs. Xie's calligraphy?"
Feng Yinwan didn't know calligraphy, but she knew it as well as Ming Jing'er.
There is not only one way to write the word "囍". Why did this lady leave the single happiness alone but insist on writing two to make a pair? She also specifically pointed out that she was blessing Ye Tinglan and Xiao Bailian. Isn't this clearly disgusting her?
However, she is certainly good at disgusting people.
"My dear sister, I am a clumsy princess. I don't know much about poetry and calligraphy. However, the character '囍' has always meant auspiciousness and celebration. Who knows how to use white paper to write this? It looks like...it's like a funeral
Woolen cloth?"
"Ouch, I wrote two more, could it mean that misfortunes never come singly, but in pairs?"
The black characters on the white paper were extremely clear against the background. When Feng Yinwan said this, everyone suddenly felt that the word "囍" was weird.
Before Ye Tinglan and Qin Rulian could even pull their faces down, Madam Shangshu of the Ministry of Etiquette in the other room was already breaking out in cold sweat on her back.
"The princess is joking. I just want to present the calligraphy treasure to the prince and Miss Qin. I don't mean any disrespect."
Feng Yinwan propped up her chin and nodded to look at her.
"Yeah, I also think that Madam didn't mean it. After all, cursing the prince is a serious crime and will require beheading."
She was smiling and there was no trace of venom on her face, but the look in her eyes made Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites even more horrified.
Qin Rulian listened so hard that she almost vomited blood. Just as he was about to speak for her, he accidentally knocked down the bowl and chopsticks when he stood up. Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites was so frightened by the movement that she knelt down.
"Wang...Wang Fei Mingjian, I have absolutely no intention of doing this!"