As soon as Murong Qiqi said this, countless sounds of gasping inhaled suddenly sounded. The waiters around him looked up in fear, and all their eyes fell on her.

Meng Feiyang's eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but look at her twice.

Meng Yinian was so scared that her face looked like a slut, thinking about whether to plead with her.

As for the world around Qiqi, he was so anxious that he kept pulling the corner of her clothes in secret, for fear that she would say something disrespectful, which angered Meng Shiyue.

There were so many people in the seat, but the man in white on Qiqi's right hand was still calm, and even smiled a little on the corner of his lips, looking at her "sunny" face as if it could drip out of water.

As for the world of not returning, the eyes that were as charming as peach blossoms were filled with a little pleasure, and the corners of the lips couldn't help but bend. It's a pity that the smile that was so beautiful that everything was fading was just fleeting, so fast that it was impossible to capture it at all.

Meng Shiyue still had no expression on her face, and it could even be said that there was a strong cold air between her eyebrows and eyes, so she stared at Qiqi for a moment.

No one could see through what was hidden in her unremitting eyes, and no one knew whether she was so angry that she wanted to execute this woman who was disrespectful to her immediately.

The entire side hall was so quiet that even the sound of the needle tip falling to the ground could be almost heard. Everyone was pressing their hearts with a heavy breath. I wonder when the storm would suddenly burst out in this silence?

I don’t know how long it was quiet, but Meng Shiyue suddenly curled her lips and stared at Qiqi Langlang and said, “It’s interesting, no wonder even my Mengjun looks at you differently. It turns out that she is still a girl with extraordinary courage.”

She waved her hand and slowly closed her smile: "Sit down, I'm not so stingy, I don't even have the energy tolerate others, let alone what you are telling the truth. The way of martial arts is like a vast sea of ​​books, and what I have learned is nothing but the superficial. Who in the world dares to say that she has been so superficial in the way of martial arts? There are never many people who dare to tell the truth in front of me. Murong Qiqi, I admire you and give you wine."

With a command, the attendant not far away immediately walked over and leaned towards Qiqi tremblingly. After finally calming down his trembling fingers, he remained silent and respectfully poured her a full cup.

When the attendant stepped down, Qiqi stood up, held the cup in both hands, raised the cup to Meng Shiyue and said, "Thank you for your reward."

As soon as he raised his head, the wine in the cup had fallen into his stomach, without leaving any left.

Meng Shiyue nodded and signaled her to sit down, then turned her head and looked at Sihai's return, and said warmly: "I went out this time and was a little injured when I came back, but unexpectedly I met two experts to help me."

"One of them is a knight, but unfortunately I am used to freedom and I don't want to go back to the palace with me." Hearing her tone, she seemed to admire the "knight" she said, who didn't even take Her Majesty the Queen seriously. She said again: "The other is a genius doctor, who is superb in art. Today I invited him back to the palace. If you don't return, you might as well get to know Mr. Mu."

The eyes of Bugui of the West swept across Mu Chu's face. Although the young man had outstanding temperament, it was obvious that he was indeed a little more spiritual than ordinary people.

But the most unhappy thing in the world is to let the doctor look at his body. Therefore, even if there is a bit of appreciation in this look, his eyes did not stop on Mu Chu's face.

He withdrew his gaze and said indifferently: "I know I like a simple life and don't know how to deal with people."

After saying a few words, everyone thought he would say something next, but Meng Jun had already picked up the cup and tasted the fragrant tea.

I was unhappy to make friends with others, and I didn’t even have a tactful word, but everyone was used to it. I couldn’t wait for more of his words, and no one was disappointed.

Meng Shiyue still didn't give up and advised: "This young master Mu not only has outstanding medical skills, but also has a rare temperament. It is somewhat similar to Bugui You. If you can get in touch with him for a while, you will definitely get along well with him."

"If you really have a proud aura, how can you go back to the palace with you?" Sihai Bugui retorted expressionlessly.

Even though Mu Churen was here, he seemed to have completely ignored the other party's face and was so sarcastic that he showed no mercy.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but fall quietly on Mu Chu's face. He was indeed a rare and beautiful man. Even if he stood in front of Lord Mengjun, he would never feel lost.

What is particularly rare is that after listening to Meng Jun’s indifferent and ruthless words, he was able to look calm, as if he had never taken the other person’s words to heart at all.

I don’t know if it’s really so many, or I know that Lord Mengjun’s status in the palace is too noble and dare not make any unruly moves in front of him.

Meng Shiyue's eyes showed a hint of embarrassment, and she wanted to persuade him, but knowing that he was like this, he would be angry if he persuaded him again.

"Since you don't like it, I won't force you anymore, but you always have to take a good look at your body. Even if you don't let Mr. Mu take your pulse, today, I will let other imperial doctors come to see you." The words were soft, but there was an unquestionable smell.

Sihai Bugui pursed his lips and still didn't speak.

Two people talked, while the others were quiet, each as if they were decorated.

Her Majesty the Queen is here, and she didn't ask them, who dares to say more?

But I didn't want to break the deadlock in silence: "I haven't been together before, how can I know what the other person is? Is it proud or clinging to the dragon and phoenix? Sometimes I can't tell at a glance. I don't know, Lord Mengjun, do you think so?"

Qiqi stood up, looked at the world without returning, and asked with a smile.

Meng Shiyue glanced at her faintly, but there was still no wave in her eyes. Faced with her presumptuousness, she was not angry, and of course she didn't see any joy at all.

Everyone was worried about Murong Qiqi's bold move again. When they were chatting, she listened to it. What did she have to stand up? Is it really so tempting to show off, or has other purposes?

Even Sihai Bulizai couldn't help but complain in his heart. Murong Qiqi was really uncomfortable without making trouble and was often presumptuous in Meng Shiyue. Is he trying to scare him?

He wanted to protect her, but he couldn't stand her frequent tests!

But Qiqi always stood straight, his eyes still fell on the face of the world without returning home, and said with a smile: "What's more, based on my understanding of Achu, I have not yet discovered that he has any interest in climbing the dragon and seizing the phoenix. During the year, there are many nobles who want to treat him, and they have to depend on his mood. I think he will enter the palace with Her Majesty the Queen today, but I am afraid that it is because he has always admired Lord Mengjun that he wants to take a look at the true face of Mount Lu. Please don't be surprised by Lord Mengjun."

After slowing down, he continued: "My family Achu doesn't like dating people, nor does he understand the skills of getting along with people. Lord Mengjun, don't be disgusted because he doesn't know how to say good things."

Something was pounding in Sihai Bugui's eyes and asked lightly: "You said, he is your person?"

Qiqi looked at Mu Chu, and the latter just looked at her softly. Qiqi's gaze moved away from his face, then fell on Sihai Bugui, nodding and said, "This young master Mu is from my mansion, one of my husbands."

Sihai Bugui looked at Mu Chu again, and his plain white clothes were so elegant that it looked beautiful when worn on him.

He nodded and stopped talking.

Meng Shiyue also had a little surprise flashing at the moment. When she looked at Qiqi again, her eyes were already thinking a little more: "But I don't know what this Miss Murong originates. Even I, Meng Jun, are willing to invite you into the palace to perform?"

This sounds like a question, but it is obvious that it is for the sake of not returning from all over the world.

A little coldness in the palm of the world's palms was seeping, and his eyes were circling between Mu Chu and his elder brother. What comforted him was that fortunately, there seemed to be no smell of gunpowder between the two of them.

He just didn't know that Murong Qiqi already had a husband, and even... more than one?

Did she just say that it was just "one of the husbands"? Sure enough, women these days are unwilling to be in love, and they are always too passionate.

Knowing that there are other people around her, his elder brother should be able to take back his arrogant heart, right?

"I am just an ordinary woman from the folk. This time I came to the Imperial City to participate in the Cuju competition. However, by chance I met Prince Zhenbei and only had the opportunity to go to the palace to see it last night."

The information about these words was very large. Except for Qiqi himself and Mu Chu, everyone else had their own considerations.

A moment later, Meng Shiyue asked again: "I heard you recited a song at the banquet last night. After listening to it, Mengjun seemed to have a few minutes of affection. Why not play it for me again after lunch later?"

Qiqi lowered her long eyelashes, and the shadow under her head covered the flashing light in her eyes.

Who doesn’t know that Meng Jun was so angry last night that she was so angry that she had a special liking? Meng Shiyue seemed to be indifferent, but she was testing her relationship with Meng Jun step by step.

No wonder he was so nervous before he was inseparable. It seemed that he should be the very few people who had been invited by Mengjun over the years.

He raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the words of the world's indifferent people had already sounded: "A Li was moved by the head, so I want to meet a woman who could make him moved."

What?

Several people were stunned. The strange expression in Qiqi's eyes flashed away. Meng Yinian and Meng Feiyang looked at Qiqi in shock. The most shocking thing was naturally the world. He was so shocking. When did he move the so-called ordinary heart? When did this start?

"Oh? Is this happening?" Meng Shiyue's eyes turned around between the world and Qiqi.

This gaze seemed calm, but Qiqi knew their viciousness. If he had not been careful enough in his mind for so many years, how could he remain in power?
Chapter completed!