"Yeah." When it comes to the saint, the girl is full of confidence: "Miss Yi is both civil and military, and she looks good, but her temper is a bit cold..."

Mo Siyu interrupted the girl's words: "How could such a good girl be sent to the Holy Maiden's Palace?"

Girl: "This... probably our Miss Di is willing to go."

Mo Siyu: "..."

This is really strange, such a beautiful girl in the boudoir, who is so outstanding, both civil and military, and good-looking, it is not appropriate for everyone to be a good lady, would she voluntarily go to the Saintess Palace?

It is more demanding to be a saint in the palace of saints than to be a nun in a nunnery.

At least nuns can often go down the mountain for alms, and it is difficult for the saint to leave the saint's palace.

She couldn't get the answer she wanted from the girl's mouth, so Mo Siyu didn't plan to ask any more.

When I arrived at the front hall, I saw that the front yard was full of dark people. The young princes and brothers were all gathered in one place, in groups of three or four, and only Chu Chuyan sat silently by himself, not saying a word. The noisy atmosphere seemed a bit out of place.

When he didn't speak, the air pressure around him sank, exuding an aura of repelling people thousands of miles away.

Mo Siyu trotted over quickly: "Brother Yan."

When Chu Chuyan heard the footsteps, he had already seen Mo Siyu, his cold brows stretched out, and he immediately stood up from the stool: "Brother Yu..."

Mo Siyu smiled and sat down beside him.

Mo Siyu was about to say something, but suddenly found that the noisy voices at the table suddenly quieted down, and the eyes of the young people around them all looked at the two of them.

Almost all eyes were on Mo Siyu.

Although Mo Siyu didn't care much about people's gazes, but this kind of gaze with scrutiny and even scrutiny still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

It was as if she was some strange animal being surrounded by people.

Mo Siyu looked back at those people one by one, and paused when his eyes met the brothers of Shanglie's family.

She lowered her voice, leaned closer to Chu Chuyan's side, frowned and asked, "These people from the Lie family, why do they look a little strange?"

Chu Chuyan followed her gaze, and besides Lie Feng, a dude who was bragging to the people around him, the other sons of the Lie family stared at Mo Siyu in a strange way.

Chu Chuyan looked away calmly, and asked, "Did anything go wrong when you came from the backyard?"

Mo Siyu then told what happened along the way.

Chu Chuyan gritted his teeth, and stared at the members of the Lie family with condensed eyes.

The banquet has begun.

Patriarch Hu and Mrs. Hu appeared in front of everyone dressed up, and said a grandiose speech, which made Mo Siyu yawn.

After getting up from the banquet, Mo Siyu realized what is called a flowing water banquet.

Originally, I thought that the banquet would be the same as in Jincheng or Yuecheng. Everyone just sit around a table, eat, drink, play and chat.

But in order to show their family background, the Hu family even opened a water mat in the large bamboo house in the backyard of the Hu family.

The gurgling water flows out of the misty bamboo tube, and the servants put the delicacies prepared in the kitchen on the water surface, and the guests arrange their seats in order of respect.

The dishes that floated on the plate were first tasted by the people in front, and they floated along the way. If the dishes were too delicious, the people in the front rushed to finish them, and the people in the back had nothing to eat.

According to the ranking of the aristocratic families, the Lie family should have been ranked first. After all, the Lie family has a good relationship with the high priest.