"If that day ever comes, big brother will make all the young masters in the capital line up and let my sister carefully choose one by one." Zhangsun Wenxuan opened his fan and gently waved it, making him look like a gentle and modest young master.
"Sure." Zhangsun Wenyan covered her mouth with a handkerchief and laughed until her eyebrows curved.
At this point, the banquet was already halfway through, and the Emperor Xuanyuan had already left. The Imperial Garden had thoroughly become the domain of these people. Without the majesty of the Emperor, the pressure in these people's hearts instantly relaxed.
A young girl, holding a wine cup in her hand, bravely walked towards Xuanyuan Chen. The surrounding people were all staring at Xuanyuan Chen, waiting to see a good show.
"Prince Chen, this toast is for you." The young girl called Qingqing bent her waist, staring at Xuanyuan Chen with a pair of big eyes that were filled with worship and love, but her face was flushed red from shyness.
The corner of Xuanyuan Chen's lips curved up to a curve, his phoenix eyes twitched, and his enchanting facial features instantly bloomed with a few traces of elegance, "Are you Li Shang Shu's daughter, Li Qingqing?"
"Yes." Li Qingqing was stunned by Xuanyuan Chen's smile and only reacted after being stunned for a moment, as he shyly lowered his head.
Her heart was beating erratically just because Xuanyuan Chen knew her name.
"Which Qing?" Xuanyuan Chen asked with a smile that was not a smile.
Li Qingqing lowered his head, he did not see the unknown smile on Xuanyuan Chen's face, and thought that Xuanyuan Chen had set his sights on him, and shyly replied: "A beauty's daughter."
Xuanyuan Chen took the wine cup from Li Qingqing's hand and stared at the light purple wine cup between his two fingers. The faint smile deepened.
The people who were originally spectating for a good show were instantly shocked by Xuanyuan Chen's actions. They never would have thought that Xuanyuan Chen would accept Li Qingqing's wine cup.
This banquet had a hidden meaning. If someone toasted you and you accepted the wine glass, it meant that you were also interested in this person.
All of a sudden, the entire banquet was extremely quiet, all the girls looked at Li Qingqing with jealous gazes, causing Li Qingqing to feel a prickling sensation on his back, but his mind was filled with the joy of receiving his own cup.
Some people were regretting that they did not bring out the wine cup. They felt that they were not worse off than Li Qingqing.
Other than jealous gazes falling on Li Qingqing, there were also gazes with ill intentions, ridicule, and pity falling on Xie Qingrong. Xie Qingrong had completely filtered out these gazes. Others might not know, but she had never missed the cold, thin ridicule from Xuanyuan Chen, that was a smile yet not a smile.
She held her own wine cup, and looked at Xuanyuan Chen quietly, waiting for his ending.
Sure enough, the bewitching smile on Xuanyuan Chen's face disappeared, and he pursed his lips, although it was a bland tone, it carried an extremely hurtful tone.
"This King hopes that Miss Li can change her name."
"Wh-why?" Li Qingqing raised his head and asked in panic.
She didn't understand. What was wrong with her name? Why did he change it?
Xuanyuan Chen's mouth was filled with sarcasm, "Beautiful lady? Did Miss Li think that her appearance was comparable to a beautiful lady? Aren't you afraid of disgracing this term? "
Li Qingqing was so shocked by Xuanyuan Chen's words that he almost started to cry. Tears were already rolling in his eyes, and looked extremely tender, but unfortunately, there was not a single trace of pity in Xuanyuan Chen's eyes, nor was there any trace of pity in his eyes.
"Moreover, the 'Qing' word collides with this king's name, I do not wish for anyone to meet A Rong's name, understand?" Xuanyuan Chen wiped the cold smile off his face and released the powerful aura from his body.
Instantly, a feeling of oppression enveloped Li Qingqing. Li Qingqing trembled as he nodded, and promised: "Qingqing, when I go back, I will definitely let father change Qingqing's name."
In the next moment, Xuanyuan Chen loosened his fingers around the wine cup, and the porcelain white Scene Wine slipped out from his fingers. Falling on the ground, there was a crisp sound of something shattering. The light purple liquid splashed onto the ground and a drop coincidentally splashed onto Li Qingqing's pink embroidered shoes.
It was an extremely obvious drop of wine, and it seemed to be mocking Li Qingqing for overestimating his capabilities. Li Qingqing held back the tears in his eyes and silently retreated to the back.
The spectators were all shocked by Xuanyuan Chen's ruthless words. Although Xuanyuan Chen had become more and more low-profile over the years, but they finally remembered.
Back then, Xuanyuan Chen was famous throughout the capital for the words "Demon King of Confusion". Furthermore, he already had such a beautiful lady by his side like Xie Qingrong, how could he possibly fancy a plate of Li Qingqing's porridge.
The corner of Xie Qingrong's lips curled up into an extremely cold smile, as if the corner of her lips had condensed into an unmelting snow, and a trace of killing intent flashed past her eyes. If she did not see wrongly just now, Li Qingqing's eyes which were filled with tears, would clearly flash with hatred and killing intent.
If he kept this man alive, it would bring him endless troubles in the future.
"A Rong, what do you think about my performance just now?" Xuanyuan Chen looked at Xie Qingrong with a look that said he wanted to take credit, hoping that Xie Qingrong would see the perfect moment to praise herself.
Unfortunately, Xie Qingrong only glanced at them indifferently, her eyes did not have a trace of warmth, and her gaze was cold and indifferent like a calm ocean, "If it wasn't for your face that attracts butterflies, why would so many of them jump at you?"
Xuanyuan Chen curled his lips in dissatisfaction. As he neared Xie Qingrong's ear, the hot air he exhaled sprayed out after Xie Qingrong, bringing up a scorching temperature. The pink color slowly crawled up Xie Qingrong's neck and ears.
Seeing that, Xuanyuan Chen was satisfied, he spoke in a low and deep voice, sounding like alcohol, "Such a sour smell, is A Rong jealous? I thought A Rong didn't care about me? "
She had thought that Xuanyuan Chen would not be able to hear his words, but she didn't think that Xuanyuan Chen would actually be able to.
Xie Qingrong blinked her eyes a little bashfully, and also imitated Xuanyuan Chen's actions just now, leaning on Xuanyuan Chen's shoulder, with his mouth close to Xuanyuan Chen's ear, and a clear voice sounded out, "Then how does Your Highness want to compensate me?"
The word "Duke" was bitten extremely lightly, as if his lover was whispering in his ear. Xuanyuan Chen's heartbeat instantly skipped a beat, and he cursed the word demoness in his heart.
Xie Qingrong looked at Xuanyuan Chen's cramped appearance with satisfaction. Although Xuanyuan Chen had a serious and cold face, he had actually already started beating even faster.
Thus, Xuanyuan Chen rested his head on Xie Qingrong's shoulder and took a deep breath to smell the unique fragrance of Xie Qingrong's body.
However, for some reason, he was able to accept all of the odor coming from A Rong's body, and even become intoxicated from it.
Xie Qingrong allowed his heavy body to rest against her body, and used her chopsticks to pick up a very sweet looking pastry, and indisputably stuffed it into his mouth.