However, after she finished saying this, she glanced around and saw a series of stunned faces. It was estimated that a steamed bun could be stuffed into each mouth.

Murong Qianqian frowned, then raised her eyes and saw Xuanyuan Yao looking at her with a smile but not a smile. Hey, their reactions were so strange. This shouldn't be a response to an assassination attempt.

She subconsciously turned back to look at the woman in white, only to see that the woman in her hand did not take out the bright dagger as expected, but only held a wine glass.

sh|it, she is here to toast, why didn’t you tell me earlier!

Her cheeks suddenly felt hot. Murong Qianqian felt that this person was embarrassed, so she immediately laughed and climbed off Xuanyuan Yao.

Sitting upright on the phoenix chair, he straightened his face and said: "I just saw a mouse of this size coming from under the table..."

Feeling that all the ministers were staring at her gestures in astonishment, they immediately shrunk the distance between their hands, "Hmm~ It should be so long and so big~

Anyway, it was a very fat rat, and I remembered that the emperor is most afraid of rats, so I was eager to protect him and rushed forward."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows to see the reactions of the ministers. He saw the surprised faces twisting a few times before falling on Xuanyuan Yao's body.

They probably thought that it was a bit shocking that the wise king who they thought was brave and good at fighting and killed countless enemies was afraid of mice.

Murong Qianqian coughed twice, thinking that this explanation might be a bit slanderous to Xuanyuan Yao, so would he be beaten tonight? If he was beaten, she wouldn't be able to beat him.

When she was worried, she turned around and found that Xuanyuan Yao had not noticed her slander at all, because the guy was staring at the woman in white with bright eyes.

At this time, the woman in white had already taken off the mint green veil covering her face, and a charming face came into view.

Goblin or vixen!

This was Murong Qianqian's first reaction. It was true that she felt that she had an appearance that would captivate a country, but the woman in front of her had a seductive look.

"Tianchen, the national daughter Fusang, would like to offer a glass of wine to the Emperor!" The woman saluted Shiranly, then poured a full glass of wine for Xuanyuan Yao and handed it to him.

Xuanyuan Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, looking lazy and evil. When he took the wine glass, the smile on his lips was light and not warm, but it made Murong Qianqian's eyes hurt.

"Ahem~" She covered her mouth and coughed.

Xuanyuan Yao smiled and took a sip of wine.

"Ahem~" She covered her mouth and coughed a second time.

Xuanyuan Yao turned his wine glass and stared at the woman.

"Ahem~" She covered her mouth and coughed for the third time.

Xuanyuan Yao put down his wine glass, sat up slightly and said, "Your name is Fusang?"

Murong Qianqian felt angry, so she secretly moved her feet under the table to the side, then moved them again, then lifted them up and kicked them down.

However, Xuanyuan Yao didn't react at all. After hearing the woman's charming voice replying yes, he chuckled and said: "The name Fusang is very nice!"

Murong Qianqian felt that liver fire, lung fire, and stomach fire were all strong, so she raised her kick again and kicked it down with all her strength.

"Thank you for your compliments, Your Majesty, Fusang excuses himself~" The woman named Fusang finally stepped back with fluttering clothes.

Xuanyuan Yao rested his back gently on the dragon chair, looked sideways at Murong Qianqian, and said gently: "Qianqian, don't your feet hurt?"

Murong Qianqian raised her eyebrows and said gloomily: "Don't your feet hurt?"

Slowly straightening the sleeves of his robe with his sharp-jointed fingers, Xuanyuan Yao lowered his head and looked at the table, and said honestly: "I think Qianqian, your feet still hurt."

Murong Qianqian groaned, and then looked down along Xuanyuan Yao's gaze. Only then did she realize that it was not Xuanyuan Yao's foot that she stepped on, but her...her other foot.

"Ah~" She suddenly let out a heart-piercing scream, but before she could moan happily, a piece of plum blossom jade dew cake was already stuffed into her mouth.

Murong Qianqian glanced at Xuanyuan Yao's action of stuffing cakes with infinite sadness. She felt that the movements of his hands just now were very neat and he was very cool.

However, she is in pain now, and it hurts like hell!

She couldn't remember what happened at the banquet later. She only knew that she drank a lot of wine during this painful ordeal.

She didn't know who said to drink a little wine when she was in pain. She thought it made sense, because she did feel less pain as she drank, but her head didn't seem to be very clear either.

How she finally returned to Liuxia Palace, whether she was being carried or dragged, she couldn't remember.

There is only a vague memory, that is, when she woke up for a moment, Xiang Mo sighed with infinite sadness: "My dear, you are so drunk.

When the emperor comes over later, it’s fine if you fall asleep and don’t make a sound, but if you talk nonsense after drinking, the matter of Hongxing cheating on you... Hey, what should I do?"

Murong Qianqian only heard the first half of the sentence, and vaguely heard that during the banquet tonight, Xuanyuan Yao did say that he would spend the night in her palace.

She grinned, then shook off Dabao's hand and ran away. She seemed to have muttered a few words, "I'm very drunk tonight. I'm going to have sex while drunk. I'm going to take care of this matter."

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Later, Xiang Mo was puzzled and asked Murong Qianqian, who was lying on the bed, "Mother, what are you going to do? You look very excited?"

Murong Qianqian raised a hand and said confusedly: "I am the leader of a generation of beautiful women, but... I was defeated by that pretty boy. I have to... I have to regain my power and make Xiao Bai Bai."

That's right, she made a rough plan in her mind. As soon as Xuanyuan Yao entered her bedroom, she would jump up and pounce on him, then push him down on the spot, take off her clothes, and then...

hey-hey!

She felt that after this, she would pat Xuanyuan Yao who was choking and wiping tears like a man and said, "Don't worry, I will be responsible for you."

However, this plan could not keep up with the change. Murong Qianqian had just filtered a scene in her mind, and the next second she snored like thunder and fell into a deep sleep.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she vaguely heard a "squeak~", and someone probably opened the door, and then a faint scent of ambergris lingered on her nose, guessing that it was Xuanyuan Yao.

Murong Qianqian moved her eyelids. She didn't know if someone had put glue on her eyelids, which were so tight that she couldn't open them at all.

In the blur, some scenes flashed through the memory intermittently, as if Xuanyuan Yao was tucking her in, as if Xuanyuan Yao was stroking her head, as if Xuanyuan Yao had kissed her red lips...
Chapter completed!