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Time flew, and it was now the day that he would receive the dust for General Zhennan.

This General Zhennan was truly a capable man. He had single-handedly taken down all those who had offended him.

The news of the war had already spread to Bianjing, and good news had spread for nearly a month.

Such a meritorious general, and now that he had returned, why not welcome him back?

This morning, Mo Yun woke Wu Chuan up early to clean up. He was now dressed in an apricot-colored button-down skirt.

Her hair was tied into a crescent shape, and she was only wearing a few stars and pearls. It made the girl's face look even more charming and radiant.

According to Mo Yun, today was the day that Wu Chuan and Wei Yi entered the palace together, the day where he would absolutely not lose face for a thousand years.

As he thought about Mo Yun's arrogant and threatening appearance, a warm feeling filled his heart.

Although Mo Yun usually cursed at him, he treated him sincerely.

In the corridor far away, Mo Yun shouted to himself, "Wu Chuan, what are you daydreaming for? "Hurry up and follow along."

Wenchuan smiled at the direction of Mo Yun and followed after him.

Upon arriving outside the manor, Wei Yi turned around and saw Wu Chuan, who looked different from usual, as traces of happiness could be seen in his eyes.

The group of people grandiosely set off, all the way to the palace entrance. It was bustling outside, with many ministers' carriages stopped by, and many women dressed like flowers.

From afar, Wei Yi's carriage looked extremely conspicuous. Upon arriving at the palace gates, many carriages immediately opened up a wide path in the back when they saw Wei Yi approaching. The surrounding area was filled with waves of greetings, including many ministers of the first rank.

Inside the carriage, Wei Yi seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed. He turned a deaf ear to the flattery outside the carriage and did not pay any attention to these people.

However, Wei Yi did indeed have the ability and boldness to disregard these people, and he even wanted to ask who in the entire capital wasn't afraid of the monstrous power wielded by Wei Yi.

At the center of the banquet, the hall was decorated beautifully. Beautiful palace maids had already laid out delicious dishes.

The banquet had already started, and the sounds of music could be heard. The singing and dancing were peaceful and peaceful.

Many ministers began to talk to those around them who knew or wanted to become friends with them.

Wei Yi sat down in his seat and leaned against the back of the chair as though he had no bones.

He picked up a sparkling and transparent grape with his fingers, looking at the surrounding ministers who were fawning over each other and talking to each other, a trace of ridicule could be seen on his face.

Amongst them, there were also officials who wanted to come and chat with Wei Yi. However, they were all persuaded to leave by the oppressive aura and ice-cold expression that surrounded Wei Yi.

At this moment, Gu Zheng had just sat down on the opposite side when he glanced over at Wu Chuan, who was standing beside Wei Yi.

With eyes as sharp as an eagle's, he stared intently at Wu Chuan's face. Naturally, Wu Chuan could feel Gu Zheng's gaze on him.

However, he acted as if he didn't see it at all. His pair of curved eyes were completely unperturbed.

Wei Yi, who was beside him, sensed that Gu Zheng was staring at Wu Chuan, who was standing beside him. His usually cold eyes instantly revealed a clear displeasure.

A thought flashed through Wei Yi's mind as he placed his arm by Wangchuan's side. In the eyes of outsiders, it was as if Wei Yi was holding Wangchuan in his arms.

The man next to him suddenly moved closer, and the musk on his body entered his nose without warning.

Wangchuan was startled as he raised his head to look at the side of Wei Yi's handsome face. Just as he was about to speak up, Wei Yi handed a grape to Wangchuan, not allowing him to reject it.

Wangchuan was somewhat puzzled by Wei Yi's sudden action, but he still did as he was told.

After peeling off the grapes, Wangchuan was about to hand them over to Wei Yi, but Wei Yi merely glanced at him lightly and remained unmoved.

Forgotten was unable to guess Wei Yi's thoughts, and he looked at him suspiciously.

Wei Yi lightly raised his chin, indicating for Wu Chuan to feed the grape in his hand to his mouth.

Wangchuan understood the meaning behind Wei Yi's words, and one could see his expression darken. However, Wei Yi seemed to still be unaware of it as he waited for Wangchuan to make his move.

Forgotten had no choice but to feed the grape in his hand to Wei Yi before quickly pulling it back.

Wei Yi narrowed his eyes in a pleased manner. He looked at Wu Chuan, who had turned his face to the side, and an obvious smile appeared in his eyes.

Wei Yi drew closer to Wu Chuan and deliberately lowered his voice. "What's wrong? You've seen everything you should have seen in the past, and now you're feeling shy? "

The low, hoarse voice with a bit of allure exploded next to her ear, as if there was a kitten constantly scratching her heart.

Wangchuan looked angrily at Wei Yi, who was smiling like a fox. He then said in a dry and soft voice, "Shameless. Shameless." He turned his body to the side and ignored Wei Yi.

Wei Yi wasn't angered by this either, and a thick smile was hidden within his eyes as he looked at Wu Chuan.

"..."

Without realizing it, the banquet was in the middle of its duration, and the atmosphere had been pushed to the extreme by the beautiful singers in the middle.

Some of the ministers who had wives in the surroundings stared fixedly at the singers who were as beautiful as flowers.

Without blinking an eye, the main wife sitting beside her knew that her husband's thoughts were all attracted by the beautiful singing lady in front of him, yet she had to put on a virtuous appearance on the surface.

It was laughable to look at, but Wei Yi seemed to be unable to see the dancers who were displaying their bewitching beauty in front of him.

His eyes were as calm as water, and he even yawned while covering his mouth with his hands.

Some of the people seated below couldn't help but exclaim in discussion when they saw Wei Yi.

One of the officials said, "Hey, look at Wei Yi. Despite facing such a beauty, he actually didn't feel anything at all."

"So what if he feels like it? He's just a eunuch."

Some of the ministers couldn't help but secretly cover their mouths and laugh.

One of them reminded him, "Stop talking. That Wei Yi is extremely brutal and unpredictable. Be careful not to enrage us."

That minister laughed disdainfully. "He's just a eunuch. No matter how much power he has, how could he be as powerful as the Emperor?"

"No matter how powerful he is, he's just a rootless thing. Don't you see that the woman beside him didn't know how she followed him? It's just that …" Before he could finish his words, he shook his head.

After Gu Zheng finished listening, the joints of his bones that were gripping the wine cup became slightly white due to the force of his strength.

"You guys … talk a lot." Gu Zheng's eyes were filled with rage, pressuring the chattering crowd to the point where he dared not even breathe loudly.

He was even wondering in his heart why Lord Gu and Wei Yi weren't at odds, and why they were even helping each other out.

"Lord Gu, this is your fault. Didn't you always have an enmity with that demon? Why are you even helping now?" There was one more person who was unafraid of death.

When everyone heard this, they began to whisper among themselves.

Gu Zheng's eyes were cold as he stared straight at that person. "What does it have to do with you?"

These four words caused the people sitting down to become quiet once more. They could only lower their voices and whisper among themselves.

The commotion from below naturally reached Wei Yi and Wangchuan's ears.

Wu Chuan frowned as he looked at the ministers, his heart was filled with displeasure.

She curiously looked at Wei Yi, who was beside her, only to see that Wei Yi's expression was normal as usual, and his eyes were dark and gloomy.

With Wei Yi's personality, he should be furious by now or have gone down so that those who were discussing him wouldn't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

Wu Chuan lowered his voice as he asked Wei Yi, "Thousand years old, aren't you angry when those people speak of you in private?"

When Wei Yi heard Wu Chuan's question, the corners of his mouth curled up into a light smile but he did not say a word.