The emperor held the wine glass and looked towards Leng Zitian and the others with a smile. In his opinion, his actions, the first glass of wine, and his perfect acting skills undoubtedly gave them great face. The other party must be full of pride and emotion now. Reading at Zero Point.org

However, the other party was not ordinary people. Leng Zitian and Ye Yimu sat there comfortably, and did not make any moves because of the emperor's actions.

The next second, Leng Zitian picked up the wine glass on the table and said softly to Ye Yimu, "Muer, this wine is too strong and not good for the body, don't drink it." After that, he put down the wine glass. Of course, Ye Yimu was very obedient at this time.

"King Leng doesn't give me face, don't understand my painstaking efforts, are you still blaming me for not being able to greet me?" Although the emperor was very dissatisfied with Leng Zitian's two completely different attitudes, he still had a faint smile as the king of a country.

Although he tried his best to hide his dissatisfaction and embarrassment in his heart, he had to show off the priest's spirit...

"Is the Lord of Jinxi joking? It's an apology and apologies, but how can I say about drinking?" Leng Zitian withdrew his smile, looked into the emperor's eyes, and spoke faintly, without any unnecessary feelings in his tone.

"Does Leng Wang mean I should do it first?" It was obvious that the emperor's tone became much colder, and Leng Zitian's response undoubtedly stimulated him.

In his opinion, all his actions gave the other party enough face, but what about it? Some people are ignorant of politeness, do not take good intentions, and are still tempted to make a move. They don't care at all.

"Zinxi is a country of etiquette, and the Lord of Jinxi himself said, is there anything wrong?" Leng Zitian seemed to have no abnormal tone of the emperor, and was completely satisfied with what he did.

It was Emperor Fan Nan's turn. He had always been arrogant and had never suffered such disdain and indifference? Although Leng Zitian's words were quite reasonable, all the officials in the main hall here were peeping at the situation here easily.

How should he end up now? Then he was threatened by someone and could not deal with them...

"Finally here." The emperor had not thought of a good idea. Leng Zitian's goal was no longer on him, because he felt the feeling ten years ago. Leng Zitian gently opened his lips and teeth to Ye Yimu, his voice very lightly...

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is here, solemn ritual..." As the sharp voices of the eunuchs sounded, the sound of footsteps from far away to the next

The main hall suddenly became quiet without a single voice. Before the banquet was here, it was still harmonious and peaceful...

Soon, Baili Wushuang's figure emerged from the edge of the door on the left and appeared slowly. How should the atmosphere be described at this time? It is complex, respectful, solemn, loving, turbulent,

To be precise, it is looking up to God. Yes, whether it is the citizens of Jinxi or officials... the love for Baili Wushuang is looking up to God...

"See Your Highness, Your Highness, Thousand Years of the Crown Prince." Everyone stood up and bowed slightly, blurting out neatly, except for three people.

The emperor, who was above, frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and there was obvious dissatisfaction in his eyes.
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