A few days before the wedding, the Emperor gave a lot of rewards to Huan Yan Xuan. Rong Jiu was getting more and more flustered. What if the plan didn't work?
The East Palace also sent a lot of gifts. Ning Ruoxue even arranged a feast for Rong Jiu, saying it was to celebrate the upcoming marriage between Rong Jiu and Dongfang Qishu.
Even His Majesty and the empress would be attending this banquet. Rong Jiu couldn't refuse. If the group wanted to study medical skills, then he had no choice but to go alone.
At the banquet, there were not only the people she thought were there, there were also a few officials, as well as Marquis Wan Ning and Ning Xueqi.
Rong Jiu's eyes dimmed. It seemed that tonight's banquet would be a Hongmen feast.
"Rong Jiu, why isn't Cheng Run here?" The Emperor said as he saw the nine of them.
"Reporting to your majesty, I sincerely hope that he will wholeheartedly study, and think that there will be a chance one day to let you be happy, so he didn't come."
Rong Jiu replied respectfully.
"Learn?" The Emperor was slightly happy. "With Cheng Ran's mischievous personality, it's rare for him to be able to calm down and study."
"Yeah."
"Take a seat."
Rong Jiu Ben was about to head for his own seat, but Imperial Concubine Ning suddenly said, "Xiao Jiu, come to my place. I'd like to have a private conversation with you."
Due to Ning Rou Xue inviting ministers, Imperial Concubine Ning could also appear as the mother of the crown prince.
"Alright." Rong Jiu walked away.
The singing and dancing became even, and the music became even more pleasant.
Eastern Qi Su sat on the lower left side of the emperor. He drank one cup after another with cold eyes.
"Your majesty, esteemed empress, imperial concubine, and imperial concubine, my daughter heard today that the Battle Prince is getting married, so she specially prepared a dance for you. I wonder if you could come up and make a fool of yourself?"
Ning Daoyuan laughed as he rose to his feet and pointed at the shy woman standing behind him. The emperor laughed heartily. "Hahaha, that's great."
Ning Ruoxue waved her hand. "Then little sister will go down and prepare first."
"Yes."
Ning Xueqi glanced at the crown prince, who was sitting next to Ning Ruoxue, and lowered her body.
Rong Jiu swept a cold glance at Ning Xiaoyao. A person who relied on his daughter to fight for his own benefits was truly a good father.
It was unknown what Imperial Concubine Ning whispered into her ear. She would occasionally smile, and her eyes would occasionally glance towards Eastern Kisu. It was unknown how much he had drank, but his body was still injured.
Ning Xueqi stepped onto the stage, and the style of the music instantly changed. White petals scattered down from the sky as she danced with her sleeves raised.
Under the candlelight, she was like a swan dancing in the wind in the snow. Her gentle and beautiful figure attracted the gazes of everyone present.
Rong Jiu thought that if his thoughts were good, he could still praise them.
"Alright!"
The Crown Prince took the lead to applaud. Ning Ruoxue glared at him and clapped everywhere. Very few people were able to observe their little movements.
Rong Jiu sized up Ning Xueqi. She was a good seedling, but it was a bit of a pity. All along, Ning Xueqi's gaze had been fixated on the crown prince. Her gentle and lovable eyes had also hooked onto the crown prince.
Rong Jiu was wondering if he should make them a convenient favor and let them have a good fate.
"Qi'er, look, the Battle King is about to get married. Soon, you will also be looking for your own family. Go pour some wine for him and let him have a taste of happiness."
Ning Xiaoyao was the first to speak after the dance ended.
"Yes, Father."
Ning Xueqi did not dare to be disobedient, and could only walk towards Dongfang Qisu. Tears welled in her beautiful eyes, as if she was feeling pity for him whenever she saw him.
Dong Fang Qi Su stood up, as if he was about to leave. "Su'er!"
"Father, I still have matters to attend to."
"What big matter is it that you have to leave now? A feast is arranged for you out of the kindness of your heart!" Sit down! "
The emperor was just short of standing up, and Dongfang Zisu didn't usually give him much face.
Rong Jiu hastily stood up. "Your highness, just listen to the emperor."
Dong Fang Qi Su looked deeply into Rong Jiu's eyes, waved his long robe, and sat down.
Rong Jiu felt a burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped by Dongfang Zisu. She knew she shouldn't be so nosy.
"Imperial Concubine, I'm afraid that Prince will get drunk later. I'll go sit by his side first." Rong Jiu whispered.
Imperial Concubine Ning grabbed her sleeve. "Little Jiu, don't go over there yet."
Rong Jiu was surprised. "Is this the idea you were talking about?"
Imperial Concubine Ning actually teamed up with Ning Ruoxue to design Dongfang Zisu?
Ning Daoyuan wanted Ning Xueqi to marry Dongfang Zisu, so did they all join hands now?
Rong Jiu raised the hem of his skirt and smiled calmly. "Imperial Concubine, Rong Jiu will go pour wine for the prince as well."
The sound wasn't loud, and it just so happened that everyone could hear it.
Imperial Concubine Ning could only smile and nod. "Go on, you really have deep feelings for each other. You won't be able to leave after just a short while."
"Hahahaha …" The crowd burst into laughter. Rong Jiu's face turned red as he sat down next to Dongfang Zisu. The strong smell of alcohol assaulted his nostrils, covering his chilly smell.
"My lord, drink."
Ning Xueqi gently and gently poured some wine for Dongfang Qisu, who drank it all down. Seeing that, Rong Jiu couldn't bear to watch any longer. When Ning Xueqi poured a cup for him, before Dongfang Zisu could hold on to it, she took the initiative and drank it all in one gulp.
A burning sensation slid down his throat. Rong Jiu coughed until his face and neck were red. Dongfang Kui frowned, "If you can't drink, then don't try to be brave."
Rong Jiuke's tears almost fell. She looked at Dongfang Qisu and instantly felt wronged.
The emperor and empress left on their way, leaving the rest to move freely.
RongJiu was bored, so he knocked on the melon seeds. When he saw that there was a table with Dongfang Wenyi drinking wine, he went up to him and said, "What's wrong?" "He doesn't look happy."
Dongfang Xi was like a child, he didn't even know how to hide his discontent, "I think the Ning Family is really annoying. This is obviously a matter between you and Third Brother, why are you still holding a banquet? Why are you so eager to bring your daughter over to Third Brother's side?"
"Shh." Rong Jiu told him to be careful, but fortunately, no one was paying attention to him now. "Be careful, otherwise you'll get drunk later."
"I'm fine." Dongfang Wenyi had drank quite a lot, who knew what would happen if he continued to drink.
Rong Jiu looked at Dongfang Zisu who was sitting on the other side of the table. His relaxed appearance was as if a thousand glasses of wine had not drunk on him. This way, she could be at ease.
However, this … What was Ning Xueqi doing? An open and honorable drug application? Perhaps others might not be able to see it, but looking at things from the perspective of Easy Jiu, Ning Xueqi was simply doing bad things in the open.
She grabbed the cup before he did and got the other half as well. "Don't drink." She gave him a look, hoping he would understand.
Dongfang Qishu looked at her coldly, "Let go!"
Rong Jiu shook his head, he couldn't see the scene of Dongfang Zexuan leaving without leaving anything behind.
This innocence was still a small matter. If he was designed to marry Ning Xueqi and forced to do some random things, that would be the worst of it.
"Don't drink." Rong Jiu insisted.
Dongfang Qisu stretched out a thick hand to cover her small hand. It was so hot that she almost pulled it back.
She was about to think about what Eastern Kisu was going to do when he suddenly opened her hand and drained the cup of wine in one gulp.
Rong Jiu Zui wanted to curse, "You're a b * stard." Eggs!