Yongning Prince's Mansion

The lights are decorated with red and green, and the guests are filled with joy.

Early in the morning, the door of the palace was opened to welcome visitors from all walks of life.

King Yongning was in a good mood and took his son Nangong Hanxi to socialize in the crowd.

The King of Yongning was in his prime. After dressing up, he was immediately elegant and handsome, which attracted many women to see him.

The person involved, Nangong Hanxi, was in a happy mood when he was happy, was full of energy, was handsome, smiled and was in a good mood.

This is a great day for him and Ji Yue to make a good marriage, and he is really happy.

Master Ma from Dali Temple walked in and bowed to the master's house, "Prince Yongning, congratulations, congratulations, the prince is about to marry into the palace, which is a happy congratulation."

The laughter in the room was so awkward that the atmosphere was indescribably awkward.

Congratulations, but it was a slap in the face. No man would be willing to be said to be like this.

Prince Yongning's smile turned cold and said lightly, "Your Majesty has issued an order long ago, saying that he would get married in two years, but he did not say who would marry who would marry him."

In order to protect Nangong Hanxi's face, Mu Jiyue did not mention these details. Anyone who is tactful will avoid this topic.

Her Majesty the Queen is vague, so what are others trying to do?

But this Lord Ma is so good that he directly poked his master's lung tube, what kind of resentment?

Master Ma seemed to have not found out and asked with a smile, "What does this mean?"

He was still laughing? Nangong Hanxi frowned. If he guessed correctly, this Lord Ma was from Marquis Ziyi.

King Yongning's face looked very bad. He was not a good-natured person, but today was a good day for his son and he didn't want to kill him.

"Xi'er didn't marry into the palace, and the children she gave birth to will have a foundation that inherited the Nangong family, which can only be said to be a marriage."

He was really angry, but Master Ma seemed to have not found out, "Prince Yongning really likes to joke. The man is so good that he has gained the blue eyes of His Majesty. Being able to climb to the royal family is a blessing for the prince to cultivate in his previous life."

This means that Nangong Hanxi relies on his face to make a living, but he is a little-faced person.

Nangong Hanxi's face turned black with anger, and she was so brave.

The King of Yongning's face was flushed, and he wanted to slap Mr. Ma to death, "What is your name? What is your official position?"

Lord Ma raised his eyebrows openly, "Is the prince so angry that he is angry, and he is taking revenge on the plane?"

He actually said it out loud. What exactly is he trying to do?

This is clearly the rhythm of causing trouble.

King Yongning tried his best to restrain his anger, "I have to make a fuss on a happy day, this is not a rule to visit the door."

If it were to be in his hands, I would have died many times.

Nangong Hanxi's face was dark and cold, "Father, why are you talking to him? If someone comes, throw him out. He will not be allowed to step into the Yongning Palace. Whoever lets him in will deduct three months of moon silver."

He showed mercy and did not kill him anymore.

"yes."

Lord Ma's face turned red, but he didn't expect the prince to be so disrespectful.

what to do?

If he was thrown out, he would have no face in his life.

At this moment, a slightly cool voice sounded, "Are you going to drive away the guests? What kind of rules is this? Are you not afraid of being laughed at?"

It was the Marquis of Ziyi. He actually came and stood at the door, his clothes fluttering, like a god, handsome and innocent, but his face was very bad and his eyes were very deep, as if he hadn't been asleep for a long time.

When Lord Ma saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously stood behind Ziyi Hou.

What else can I understand about this situation?

Nangong Hanxi shouted coldly, "Ziyi Hou, is this your person? Take your people away quickly, you are not welcome here."

I knew he would not give up!

The purple-yi Hou had a faint expression and looked provocative, "Nangong Hanxi, are you afraid of me?"

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere at the scene changed, and everyone wished they could disappear.

Everyone knows the holiday between these two people, but no one dares to say it out loud.

If it comes to the person in the palace, who dares to talk nonsense?

Nangong Hanxi snorted coldly, "You're thinking too much, what's there to be afraid of?"

He has won and is very calm.

Ziyi Hou shouted aggressively, "I'm afraid I'll mess up your good things, aren't you?"

Nangong Hanxi frowned, "The imperial edict has been issued, everything is a foregone conclusion. Ziyihou, don't struggle."

The invitation was given to him, but he didn't expect him to come.

If I had changed myself, I wouldn't have come over even if I beat him to death.

A trace of inexplicable cold light flashed in the eyes of the Ziyi Hou, "As long as you die, the imperial edict will be invalid."

The room was quiet and silent, and the guests wanted to cover their ears and listen to nothing.

It's not a good thing to know too much.

Nangong Hanxi couldn't bear it anymore, and there was no need to endure it anymore. He was so angry that he was "want to kill me? I guess you can't do it."

In terms of martial arts, he is slightly better than the Ziyi Marquis. In terms of power and strategy, Ziyi Marquis is better than him.

Ziyi Hou narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a while, "Do you dare to compete with me? If you pass my test, from now on, the well will not interfere with the river and will never be entangled."

Nangong Hanxi was shocked, "Okay, one word is certain."

I've long wanted to break up with him and finish it early.

Ziyi Hou glanced at him deeply, "First test your tacit understanding with Your Majesty. What fruits does Your Majesty like to eat? What color of clothes do you like the most? What book do you like the most? What kind of flowers do you like the most..."

He asked more than a dozen questions in a row, without breathing.

Everyone looks at each other, and most people won’t know about this kind of personal problem.

Nangong Hanxi looked inexplicably, "How do I know if you will tamper with it? If you deliberately mess with me, I will never be right."

The Ziyi Hou snorted coldly, "What can I do in public? Here is the answer written by His Majesty himself. Prince Yongning, come and read it together."

King Yongning glanced at it and it was indeed Mu Jiyue’s handwritten book, which was quite interesting. “Okay.”

Seeing his father Wang Weiwei, Nangong Hanxi spoke without thinking, "Jiyue loves to eat strawberries, peonies, Longjing shrimps, Yuebai clothes, and medical books..."

He talked endlessly, and obviously knew Mu Jiyue very well.

The Ziyi Hou looked at him in a daze, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly interrupted him, "No, I have never seen His Majesty wear moon-white clothes."

Nangong Hanxi curled his lips and smiled, "If you don't wear it, it doesn't mean you don't like it. Jiyue just thinks that the moon is too simple and can't be worn when you meet court officials, but you often wear it privately."

In other words, they often meet in private.
Chapter completed!