1217 Chapter 217 Have I met you?

www.novelhall.com, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!Feng Qingbai withdrew his gaze from Ba Nian as if nothing had happened and looked at the next banquet.

Directly opposite is the Xiliang envoy, and next to the envoy is the Nanling spokesman. His mouth is so powerful that Wendou cannot suffer a loss.

In his attendance, Mr. Yuan, Mr. Liu Zhixia and other ministers next to him were sitting next to them. The family members sitting behind them were the members of their families.

He glanced at Liu Zhixia, Feng Qingbai looked behind him, and Fu Yuzheng also came, carrying edamame.

Slightly surprised, Feng Qingbai waved at Mao Dou, Mao Dou immediately ran over from there, and beside him, his voice was crisp and bright, "Uncle!"

Attracting people around to look sideways, Fu Yuzheng was blushed by his son's voice.

On this occasion, it is not appropriate to entertain other country's envoys, and it is inappropriate for the child to call King Nanling the uncle on the field.

She didn't expect the prince to call the child past, so she didn't make a good explanation in advance, and now it's too late to teach. She stared at the surrounding eyes, and Fu Yuzheng calmed down quickly and asked her man for help.

The man only looked back at her with a smile, and handed her a fruit plate. "It's okay, the prince is very alone, let Maodou sit with him."

At the end, I also urged, "Eat, there are grapes you like."

Fu Yuzheng wanted to help her, and her man's heart was too big.

Finally, by the opportunity of handing grapes to the man, he whispered, "Regardless?"

"Don't worry too much," the man picked the grapes. "I'm here."

Fu Yuzheng's eyes overflowed with smiles.He just took her hand and touched it away, but the temperature remaining on the back of her hand taught her to feel at ease.

She is not afraid of such occasions, but only worried that childish language will cause unnecessary trouble to Wang Ye and Zhixia.

However, if he told her not to worry, she would not worry.

She was not the former Yu Yuzheng who had no choice but to support herself.

She has him.

The table was opened, and after the emperor made some scenes, singing and dancing took place in the center of the venue.

Yuan Lao sat in the middle of Feng Qingbai and Liu Zhixia, his eyes half-closed, his eyebrows slightly drooping, and his old appearance of the dragon clock seemed to be struggling to listen to songs and dances. In fact, the old man's mouth slightly moved, and Liu Zhixia was dragging.

"I didn't expect that the king of Nanling would make a piece with your family's edamame, unlike him, so different. The emperor followed him from an early age. He never had his good looks when he was a child."

Liu Zhixia said with a smile, "When you are a father, your heart will naturally be softer, and the King of Nanling is not static."

"Some truth." Old Yuan nodded, and then he turned, "The last time you asked you to go to the house, you didn't come, and then you didn't come to the door. No one played chess with the old man. Do you think the old man won more?"

"Lao Yuan misunderstood. It was a blessing for the juniors to get Yuan Yuan to give advice on chess. It is just that the juniors have wives and children in their homes, and they are busy with their official duties. They can not spend much time with them. Stay with them more and take on the responsibility of being a husband."

Yuan Lao was silent for a moment and nodded, "You're right, you should do your best. When there is still a chance, you won't regret it in the future... Okay, when you have time, think of the old man coming, come to Yuan at any time. House."

"for sure."

In the rear, Fu Yuzheng's eyes and eyebrows are more honeyed.

This old man, Yuan, who had been around with the prince for a few years, also heard a little bit, and it was a weird temper.The veterans of the three dynasties, and later they are older, they don't care much anymore.

For so many years, I knew that Xia could make him look at him differently.

As for the reason why Yuan Lao looked at each other, she could guess a little.Because Zhixia has nothing to do with him.

The veteran of the three dynasties, the identity and status of the network are there.The official's utilitarian squeezes around him with more than simple thoughts, so Yuan Lao does not want to see those people.

At such an old age, he always walks alone. Old Yuan is actually lonely.

So it was a rare encounter with a good-looking person, so I held it.

Thinking about it, I felt that if a line of sight always seemed to fall on me, I followed it and looked at it. It was a girl sitting behind Old Yuan, seventeen or eighteen years old, with an oval face, almond eyes, a pretty nose and a beautiful woman. child.

This should be the only great-grandson daughter of Lao Yuan, Yuan Yunqiao.

Fu Yuzheng smiled at her, and the girl responded with a smile.

Soon an official came over to toast Yuan Lao and Liu Zhixia, and took away Fu Yuzheng's attention, so that she didn't notice that the girl's sight fell more on Liu Zhixia in front of her.

Compared with the two of them, Feng Qingbai was out of himself, and there was no one at the table.

No one has the courage to toast the king of Nanling.

It’s not that I don’t want to, I don’t dare. Grandpa Jiwei is so terrible. With a glance, officials can’t drink any more wine.

Therefore, it is very clean, and the edamame eats happily in the clean environment.

"Uncle, what about Croton and Red Bean?"

"At home."

Maodou's eyes lit up, "Are you in the palace?"

"No, Xinghua Village's home."

"Oh," Maodou limped down, "I miss them, uncle."

"Hmm." Raised his hand to wipe off the powder of the pastry of Wa'er's mouth, Feng Qingbai called the maid of the palace, "Let the steamed bowl of egg soup in the Yushanfang come."

This kind of palace banquet is for adults, except for the dessert fruit plate, there is no food suitable for eating in the menu.

Even if there is, no one would dare to call the imperial dining room directly like the king of Nanling.

"Uncle, I want to drink sweet soup."

"No, bad teeth." After a pause, seeing the grievance of the baby, Feng Qingbai added, "I'm going to get fat."

"Grandma said that fat is only cute." Mao Dou defended.

The uncle pointed to the only round envoy in the opposite envoy, "Fat into that."

Maodou shook, "Uncle, I don't drink sweet soup."

The man nodded in satisfaction.

The banquet was noisy, and there was a distance between the banquets facing each other, and normal people could not hear what the people opposite said.But this distance is equal to nothing for those who practice martial arts. The conversation between the two people, Ba Nian listened to it all.

Eyes flicked through the dark colors, picked up the wine glass, got up and walked across.

"Master, don't come unharmed."

The man raised his eyebrows, "Have I seen you?"

Ba Nian, "..."

The two knew that the king of Nanling had been to Xiliang and had stayed at Xiliang Palace.

But it was indeed true that the two had never met each other, at least in Ban Nian's impression, they had never seen the king of Nanling.

So he didn't make any mistakes and said something wrong.

He was caught by a man and hit a soft nail.

In the end, Ba Nian was not an ordinary person, and he returned to normal in a blink of an eye. He smiled and said, "Xi Liang Huang Ba Nian, long admiring the name of the lord, here, respect the lord.

After all, he was interested in waiting for the man to respond. He felt that the King of Nanling was not happy with him. When he saw him, he would not sweep his face. Will he take this glass of wine?