The first thousand three hundred and thirteen chapters, the elders of the Ge Ying Pavilion
Murong Yi's expression changed a few times, and Murong Qingqing shouted in a hurry, "Brother Tong, you are drunk before the banquet has started. The time is over, let's start the meal."
Her tone of her mistress made the big boss frown.
What? What kind of thing is you, don’t you know what you are?
This kind of person should not be allowed to appear in this situation!
However, Wu Tong cooperated very well, "Okay."
He was eager to leave this awkward occasion, which made him feel uncomfortable.
Murong Qingqing pridespairedly threw a provocative look at Mu Jiyue. Mu Jiyue ignored it directly and walked forward openly over her.
Like a basin of cold water poured down from the head, Murong Qingqing's pride was extinguished, and she stomped her feet unwillingly.
Bastard, one day I will step you under my feet!
Her ferocious face was seen by several cabinet masters, and she couldn't help but shake her head slightly.
With such character, you still want to climb the dragon and the phoenix?
The weather was just right, and the banquet was placed in the garden, each person had a table, and the maids delivered delicious food like flowing water.
Wu Tong and Lord Fu sat in the main seat, and Wu Tong took off with Murong Qingqing, Murong Yi, and Murong Wu.
Lord Fu didn't want to sit in the main seat, but everyone agreed to sit and he couldn't push it off.
He started to sit on Mu Jiyue, Nangong Hanxi, Ziyi Hou, and the next few court officials.
Murong Qingqing was opposite Mu Jiyue. Murong Qingqing kept rolling her eyes, and Jiyue always thought she was the air.
One is provocative like a clown, the other is dignified and generous, directly ignoring the other party's provocation, with a clear contrast.
They are completely from two worlds!
Wu Tong is not blind either, he saw it, but what can he say?
He can't control these two women!
He could only pretend that he didn't see it, so he could do whatever he wanted.
As long as you don't fight in front of him.
He raised his wine glass and looked solemn, "I wish you a glass. Thank you for your care and appreciation. Unfortunately, I am not good enough and have let everyone down."
Invite them to come for this sentence!
Although I felt very heavy and uncomfortable when I said it, I also breathed a sigh of relief.
He wanted to quit this game, stay away from disputes, and stay away from it.
Let everything pass by the wind.
Just pretend that he never knew his life experience and had never given birth to anything.
He has no life!
The ministers looked at each other and felt very complicated, "Prince Tong, you are a good person, I like you very much."
This prince is pure-minded and has no great ambitions and knows how to advance and retreat. He is really a good candidate.
Unfortunately, his ears are too soft. As long as the people around him are not good intentions, they can control him, which will bring endless disasters.
Even if we fight to get rid of the Murong family, there will be others.
Character is a flaw!
"I like it very much, it's simple and rare, clear stream."
The more beautiful the praise he praises, the more the matter becomes. Many people understand this principle and look different.
Jiyue held his chin and looked at him differently. Unexpectedly, he could still remain awake in the face of huge temptation.
Not bad, very rare.
Lord Fu raised his glass on his own initiative, "Prince Tong, you are much better than many people. Come and treat you to me."
Alas, if the personalities of these two masters are even neutral, then it would be perfect.
Murong Qingqing listened to these beautiful words, looked proud and glared at Mu Jiyue again.
Humph, let her fight! Look, it just won’t fight!
She turned her head and said with a smile, "My brother Tong is an honest man, far from being treacherous. All the ministers are all Fire-eyed Jingqing, and they will definitely see through the loyal and treacherous. I hope you will take care of Brother Tong more."
She deliberately emphasized her tone to some people, and stared at Mu Jiyue, afraid that others would not know who she was referring to.
Everyone's mouths were twitching. How could they let it go and bite people so stupid? "..."
Faced with such idiots, these geniuses can only remain silent.
No matter what you say, your value will drop!
Murong Qingqing was a little embarrassed, but she had always had a thick skin and talked to herself, "Why don't you guys say anything? Is this acquiescent? That's great, I'll give you a cup."
She drank it all with a generous sip and turned the wine glass over to signal.
The cabinets were heartbroken. You could drink the bar and greet the guests in the form of a hostess.
When is it her turn to speak?
It seems that everything in this house is up to the Murong family to decide.
Alas, it's really a worry.
It was another awkward silence. No matter how thick Murong Qingqing's face was, she couldn't stand it.
"What's wrong with everyone? Don't be afraid of getting drunk. These are all arranged by me. The very light plum wine is especially suitable for you old people."
Murong and his son deeply felt everyone's contempt, separated them and could not integrate them at all, but they even aroused their ambition to climb up.
The expressions of the cabinet masters are very strange and sour.
Damn, why are you pretending to be a hostess like this? Such a proud tone is really uncomfortable.
What are the elderly? Are they very old?
The old man expressed dissatisfaction!
Jiyue was amused, "Puchi, old people, it's better to drink tea. It's more healthy. Sir, your stomach is weak, let's have a cup of ginger and jujube tea."
Fu sighed, "Okay, thank you princess."
The little princess is still caring, sensible and well-behaved, and she knows that he has a bad stomach.
She was able to bear the trouble, but even the gods could not bear it.
The ministry was very jealous, "Princess, you can't favor one or the other."
Jiyue often meets them, and they are very familiar with each other.
"Everyone has it. Have you eaten too much mutton pot these days? Drink some wolfberry and chrysanthemum tea to relieve the heat."
She remembers everyone's living habits and gives everyone the most suitable tea, which makes everyone very moved.
But, Murong Qingqing was angry, what does it mean?
These dead old men ignored her, completely ignored her existence, and trampled her dignity on the ground.
But I smiled so brightly at Mu Jiyue.
Are you blind?
She said sarcastically, "Mu Jiyue, you are very concerned about these old men. There is nothing wrong with it, right?"
This is so disgusting that everyone's faces are not good-looking.
Nangong Hanxi was the first to refuse to agree and shouted coldly, "Rareless, how can you call the princess's name?"
A barbarian who does not understand the rules at all does not understand the ranks and inferiors.
Murong Qingqing threw a charming look at him and said, "Isn't it just a name that makes people call me? I don't mind you calling me by me."
Everyone is drunk with such a shameless woman.
Nangong Hanxi sneered, extremely disdainful, "I'm afraid that my mouth will be dirty. How good is a bitch to talk to me?"
Chapter completed!