A few people went to the place where the wind-receiving banquet was held in the Royal Palace last night, and today the birthday banquet of Jun Jiuchuan was also placed here.
"His Royal Highness Yan is here! Princess Yan is here! Lord Jane is here!" As soon as a few people entered, the guard at the door sang along.
Today is obviously more formal than yesterday.
As soon as the three of them entered the house, a butterfly rushed over.
"Brother Ran..." Seeing Jun Moran, Ye Linglong ran over excitedly.
When she saw Ye Linglong's picture of Xiong Er seeing honey, Hua Laoyue's eyes twitched uncontrollably. Twitched.
She finally deserves why Jun Jiuchuan didn't let her come to pick up the banquet last night, because it was so embarrassing.
Jun Moran didn't want to pay attention to Ye Linglong's intentions, but Ye Linglong was really ignorant: "Brother Ran, where are you sitting? Why don't you sit with Linglong."
Before Jun Moran could speak, Hua Laoyue squeezed Ye Linglong away: "Ye Linglong, right? I'm sorry, my prince will naturally sit with my princess. As for you, where you like to sit, our table is small. , Can only accommodate two people."
Hua Laoyue said, she pushed Jun Moran to the seat last night and sat down.
The corners of Jun Moran's lips raised slightly, and he glanced at Hua Laoyue in a good mood: "Are you jealous?"
Hua Laoyue rolled her eyes at him unhappily: "You didn't see me driving the bees for you. You still made fun of me."
Jun Moran raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said, "This king doesn't like bees, only the princess."
Hua Laoyue was sweetened by the unexpected sweet words, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush quietly.
Ye Linglong, who was stunned by Hua Laoyue over there, suddenly squeezed her fists with anger when she saw the two people chattering.
Hua Laoyue, this shellfish, she must want her to look good!
Ye Linglong angrily returned to her seat. Because she is Jun Jiuchuan's granddaughter, this seat is still relatively earlier, just beside Jian Mobei.
Not long after a few people sat down, there was another singing voice outside: "His Royal Highness is here! Lord Zhao is here!"
Hearing the sound of the announcement, everyone looked towards the door, and saw Zhao Xi pushing a wheelchair in. And the person in the wheelchair was Jun Baisheng.
Hua Lao Yue's eyes twitched. Twitching, he looked at Jun Baisheng's leg subconsciously.
Is his leg hurt so badly? I got into a wheelchair.
Hua Laoyue looked at Jun Moran subconsciously, but after Jun Moran swept the door again, he withdrew his gaze, as if he was completely uninterested in the two people at the door.
After Jun Baisheng entered the house, he subconsciously looked for Hua Lao Yue in the location last night.
Seeing that Hua Lao Yue seemed to be okay, Jun Bai Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that Jun Moran didn't embarrass her last night.
Feeling Jun Baisheng's gaze, Hua Laoyue didn't even dare to look at him.
No way, but a big jar of vinegar was sitting next to it! She still guards herself and obeys women's way
Right.
After Zhao Xi glanced at Jun Moran and Hua Laoyue, he pushed Jun Baisheng to the place where he was last night, which is opposite to Jun Moran and Hua Laoyue.
He sat next to Jun Baisheng.
As soon as several important people here sat down, the people next to them began to whisper.
"Why did King Rong also come here in a wheelchair? Is it deliberately humiliating King Yan?"
"I see gauze wrapped around his legs, it doesn't seem to be intentional."
"I heard that King Rong fell and hurt his leg last night."
"Whatever fell, it was obviously that King Rong was beaten by King Yan for Concubine Yan, so he hurt his leg."
"There is such a thing..."
Hearing the whispers of those people, Hua Laoyue turned her face pale with anger.
what happened? There were obviously only three of them there last night. How did these people know
Jun Moran frowned and glanced at Zhao Xi.
It is impossible for Jun Baisheng to tell what happened last night, there will be no one else except Zhao Xi.
Seeing Jun Mo Ran look over, Zhao Xi smiled triumphantly at him.
Hua Laoyue looked at Zhao Xi's expression in her eyes, furious.
Jun Moran shook Hua Laoyue's hand and patted comfortably.
People like Zhao Xi are like a mangy dog, but still a mad dog, it is better to treat him further, there are always other ways to deal with him, there is no need to face him directly.
Hua Laoyue was very angry at first, but at this moment, being so comforted by Jun Moran, the anger in her stomach dissipated a lot.
"Master, eat oranges." Hua Laoyue took an orange from the table and peeled it to Jun Moran to eat.
Jun Moran also cooperated very well. He would eat whatever Hua Lao Yue fed her, and occasionally fed Hua Lao Yue with a slice of orange.
The show of affection between the two of them instantly attracted the attention of many people.
"Didn't it mean that King Yan doesn't like his newly-married princess? Doesn't it seem like he doesn't like it anymore, is it obviously like it?"
"That's right, looking at the appearance of these two people, it's so good to mix oil with honey!"
"Princess Yan is beautiful, and Wang Yan is also very good. The two are really good match!"
"Today they also wore couple outfits, and they felt very emotional at first sight."
After being mentioned by everyone, Ye Linglong only noticed that Hua Laoyue and Jun Moran were wearing magnolia shirts today. It's really a couple shirt.
Ye Linglong was so jealous that she couldn't wait to rush forward and pluck Hua Laoyue's clothes on her body.
Jun Baisheng on the opposite side saw the two people's friendship like this, and he was too sour. He glanced at the tangerine on the table, took one and peeled it in half and put it in his mouth, but it was so sour that he didn't have any appetite. Up.
He swallowed the orange in his mouth hard, and refused to eat the rest.
"Here, Lord Rui! Here is the son of Rui Wang!"
There was a newspaper singing outside the door, and everyone looked towards the door.
Between Jun Jiuchuan, dressed in a dark brown brocade, he is full of energy and looks absolutely nothing like
He is in his sixties.
Next to Jun Jiuchuan was a young man. The young man was dressed in white, with a magnificent appearance, but he looked like a fairy who was not a firework in the world.
Hua Laoyue was a little surprised to see that young master, the nine emperors are already over sixty years old, this Rui Wang Shi Ziye is too young, he seems to be only a teenager!
Jun Jiuchuan sat in the main seat, and the boy sat with him.
Jun Jiuchuan smiled and looked at the people underneath: "Today, this king has a big birthday. You can come from afar to celebrate your birthday. This king is very happy. Today, everyone will eat and drink well, not drunk or return."
The people underneath stood up to wish birthdays: "I hope that Wang Rui will live longer than Nanshan and be blessed as the East China Sea!"
Jun Moran and Jun Baisheng had inconvenience in their legs and feet. Without getting up, Hua Laoyue sat still.
"Thank you, everyone!" Jun Jiuchuan smiled and thanked him, and then raised his glass to everyone: "Come on, my king respects everyone."
With Jun Jiuchuan taking the lead, the atmosphere at the birthday banquet soon became enthusiastic.
Many people went to toast Jun Jiuchuan, and some also toasted the boy.
The young are young and mature, and the wine toasts by others is almost always irresistible.
Seeing this, Hua Laoyue leaned in Jun Moran's ear and whispered, "That's not the son of the Nine Emperor Gods, right?"
If he is a son, his age is too different.
The low voice with soft breaths sprayed all over his ears. The numb numbness of a person's soul out of his body suddenly made Jun Moran think of the ultimate comfort of last night.
Uncontrollably swallowing saliva, Jun Moran's eyes staring at her instantly became extremely gloomy.
Hua Laoyue waited for a while and didn't see him answer, she immediately raised her eyes to look at him, but was instantly burned by his hot eyes.
Blushing unconsciously, Hua Laoyue quickly turned her head off.
Why is this guy looking at her like that
Jun Moran couldn't help but raised his lips, and whispered in Hua Laoyue's ear: "He is Jun Zhifan, the eldest grandson of the Royal Mansion."
This time Hua Laoyue felt the extreme tingling feeling of Jun Moran just now.
Hua Laoyue blushed and sighed at Jun Moran, she suspected that he was deliberate.
But it really wasn't the son, but the eldest grandson!
Hua Laoyue looked at the young man curiously, then came over and asked, "Why is the eldest grandson the eldest son?"
Isn't it usually a son who is a son
"His father and mother were killed in battle! But there are many heirs in the Royal Palace of Rui, and this boy can fall on the head of this boy. This boy is by no means a simple person." Jun Moran was in a good mood and said more to her. sentence.
Hua Laoyue nodded clearly. This is true. Although the battle for the title of the ancient palace is not comparable to the battle for the throne of the princes, it is also very competitive. In particular, the Nine Emperor Gods still had many heirs. This young man was only eleven or twelve years old, and he fought for the position of a grandson as a grandson. It was indeed impossible to be a simple person.
(End of this chapter)