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Chapter 457: The Prosperous Dinner Party and the Emperor’s Little Brother(2/2)

Nowadays, Zhao Rong has become a "superstar" in Dali, and it doesn't matter...

The little emperor reached out to grab Zhao Rong's hand enthusiastically and excitedly, but Zhao Rong was very experienced in this and felt something was wrong for a long time, so he shrank his hand calmly.

However, the young man was in a state of sexual distress and didn't pay much attention to it, but continued:

"Mr. Zhao, you don't know that this song "Li Meiren" is very popular in the music studio, and it is very popular with Sister Xianyue... the female officials."

Halfway through his words, the little emperor realized that there were words that were not in line with his status as an emperor, so he quickly changed his words.

After he finished speaking, he looked sideways at the imperial uncle.

The latter didn't respond, and the young man took a look and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhao Rong had no choice but to co-author.

The ministers at the banquet catered to each other one after another, and it was very lively.

The little emperor seemed very happy tonight. There was no mother at the dinner, and the emperor's uncle didn't care about him being close to Zhao Rong, so the little emperor couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of wine.

In addition, these two poems that seemed to describe the charm of women also made the young man yearn for it. These descriptions made him somewhat confused about beautiful women.

At this time, the beautiful sister sitting next to him stretched out her jade hands to pour wine for the little emperor.

He took it in a daze, and his eyes happened to catch a glimpse of these beautiful hands. He felt very beautiful, and seemed to want to recite a poem.

It's just that the little emperor was young and had little education, so he couldn't say anything good, so he had to give up. However, the young man couldn't help but stretched out his hand and squeezed the beautiful hand of the wine companion out of curiosity and ignorance.

The latter smiled softly.

The little emperor was stunned and felt that his body was strange, but this feeling was also very beautiful.

The young man blushed and quickly retracted his hand.

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

The little emperor noticed Zhao Rong's smile and became even more embarrassed. He quickly drank to cover it up, but choked a few more times.

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, thinking that this boy is a bit cute. He is obviously the emperor of Dali, but he is not shy even touching a woman's hand. Is this the first time?

On the side, Li Mingyi, who had been sitting upright, glanced sideways and said nothing...

Not long after, the feast was coming to an end, and Li Mingyi stood up.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Gu, please come with me."

With a calm word, he got up and went to the back hall of Weiyang Palace.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu looked at each other, stood up and followed...

Everyone in the hall noticed this scene, but no one said anything and continued the banquet.

Here, as soon as Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu entered the back hall, they only saw a thin purple gauze curtain at the top of the main hall.
Chapter completed!
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