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"Wu Shuang is here" The emperor sat on a high position and forced a smile of a kind father.

"My son has met my father," Baili Wushuang raised her head slightly and showed a decent smile.

"Sit" the emperor glanced slightly and stopped talking, his face still remained as a kind father at the beginning

...

Baili Wushuang sat in the front of the right, which was always empty, with the curve of the corner of his mouth from beginning to end. Yes, he is the most standard prince in this country, decent...

Leng Zitian was directly opposite the position where he was sitting. Just like when he was a child, the two were right in front of each other. However, this time, there was no need to turn their heads. Just raise your eyelids to see everything about each other...

The atmosphere calmed down, and no one spoke, as if waiting for the leader Baili Wushuang to say the first sentence

"Muer, are you doing well these days? I miss you very much?"

Baili Wushuang's first sentence after sitting down was not what he said to Leng Zitian, but bypassed Leng Zitian, who was directly opposite, and met Ye Yimu's eyes.

"Too..." Ye Yimu was a little angry. Before he could say anything, his hand was held by Leng Zitian.

Only saw Leng Zitian looking at her, a charming smile hanging on her lips, her eyes full of warmth. Then, he raised his hand and gently smoothed the silk on her forehead, and spoke gently, as if he was talking to himself.

"My Muer is so beautiful, so some flies are overestimating their abilities." Leng Zitian finished this sentence in a gentle voice, and then turned his head to meet Baili Wushuang. The next second, a cold chill came, without a preview, and a faint voice continued, "Muer doesn't like ghosts, especially cowards."

"The Leng Wang is really good at joking. What's the hell out of my grand hall in Jinxiguo?" The emperor spoke at this time, as if he felt the coldness of Leng Zitian and wanted to resolve this wrong atmosphere in a joke.

The emperor's words seemed to have played such a role. Leng Zitian just had a faint meaningful smile and was not speaking. What does this smile contain? How many different people have different interpretations in their hearts.

Baili Wushuang did not respond, and never looked up at Leng Zitian from beginning to end, but the other officials in the hall occasionally muttered to each other...

"Come on, King Leng and all of you, let's do this glass of wine together." The emperor first picked up the wine glass on the table in front of him and said happily, "Come on, everyone should not be too restricted in singing and dancing. Today, we will only discuss banquets, regardless of court."

Then he drank it all, and the other officials smiled and catered it. He picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all, and then asked the people around him to whisper some of them.

Baili Wushuang, the wine glasses in front of Leng Zitian and Ye Yimu are still in their original position, no one moves, let alone drinks

The atmosphere is not awkward, the lights are brilliant, the music is intoxicating, and the singing and dancing are fascinating. Most people are infected with such a harmonious atmosphere, and there is endless fun. No one will notice that some people somewhere do not buy the emperor's face...

Of course, the atmosphere of Leng Zitian and the three people was very subtle and miraculously synchronized...

Baili Wushuang still had a decent smile, looking around at everything around him, but missed Leng Zitian, who could see with his eyes raised. I have to say that Baili Wushuang's every move is elegant and noble, and every frown and smile is all unparalleled. He is the veritable Prince of Jinxi.
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