Gu Qinghan is used to acting like a spoiled child.
When she heard Ye Muyan's sigh, she huddled in his arms, rubbing her face and tightly wrapping her hands around his waist.
Ye Muyan has practiced martial arts all year round, and his body is just right, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and a strong sense of strength.
Being hugged tightly by him, Gu Qinghan sighed comfortably.
"Hold me tighter~"
Gu Qinghan's charming voice made Ye Muyan breathe a little heavier, and he followed the instructions and exerted a little more force.
The girl in his arms was as soft as if she had no bones. He didn't dare to exert any more force, for fear that the girl would show any signs of discomfort.
"Qingqing, if you don't like it, then he won't wear it."
Before Gu Qinghan could understand the meaning of his words, he kissed her on the forehead, sent her back to the banquet hall, and watched her walk in safely from behind.
Ye Muyan waited for a while before entering.
He didn't want to see anyone treat Qingqing as a chat after dinner, so he just went in separately.
After he sat back down, the emperor announced the start of the restoration ceremony.
The most solemn ceremony during the day had been completed, and the evening ceremony was just a performance in front of the officials.
This ceremony requires the emperor and the prince to spread some blessings, that is, newly brewed wine, to the prince.
Ye Yinghuai smiled as if he was a villain.
He walked up to the emperor with dignity. The emperor sprinkled some wine to show that he had completed the ceremony, and his face was kind and gentle.
Everyone below had some thoughts in their minds. It seemed that the prince who suddenly appeared had some weight in the emperor's heart.
Ye Yinghuai was satisfied to see the results he wanted, the admiration and envy of everyone.
He smiled and said, "Thank you, father!"
He froze until he reached Ye Muyan.
"Emperor...Brother."
Ye Muyan's face was expressionless. He was already a head taller than Ye Yinghuai, and he was looking down at him at this moment.
There was clearly no emotion in Ye Muyan's eyes, but he was still so scared that his legs went weak.
At this time, everyone also noticed the tension in the atmosphere and stopped using their chopsticks and wine glasses.
The entire banquet hall was silent.
Ye Muyan made no move, and moved his thin lips slightly: "I always hate other people wearing the same clothes."
Everyone saw Ye Yinghuai's dress and understood.
Ye Yinghuai's wrist, which was stabbed by the silver chopsticks, twitched uncontrollably.
In the eyes of others, his arms were twitching in an extremely weird posture.
He thought of so many people here, gritted his teeth and held back the twitching, and said with a smile: "Brother, I will never dress the same as you in the future, and please spread your blessings for me."
Ye Muyan raised the corners of his lips, The captivating smile tugs at everyone's heartstrings.
In just a moment, he picked up the bowl of sea water on the table and poured it over his head.
is blood!
Many people exclaimed when they saw this.
"Ah!"
Thick pieces of blood dripped down, and his head, face and clothes were all stained and scary with blood.
Only then did Ye Muyan smile sincerely: "Brother Huang has blessed you, why don't you thank me?"
Just you?
Ye Yinghuai's hatred was about to engulf him, but he didn't dare.
Not to mention fighting back, I wouldn't even dare to just yell angrily.
He wiped his face and said in a voice too weak to be heard: "Thank you, brother emperor."
After that, he left the banquet hall as if running away. The emperor sat where he was, not daring to make a sound.
It would be okay if it was normal, the envoy was about to appear, and Ye Muyan couldn't be unhappy at this juncture.
He can splash it as much as he likes, and he can comfort Ye Yinghuai when he gets back.
Fortunately, the queen is not here today, otherwise there would have been a lot of trouble.
The more the emperor thought about it, the more he felt useless, so he ordered people to break up the banquet and went to the queen's place to comfort him.
Everyone left the table one after another, except for Gu Qinghan who was sitting there with a blurred look in his eyes.
She held up the wine glass, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked a little distracted as she looked at Ye Muyan walking towards her.
Seeing Ye Muyan walking up to him, he knelt down. His doting and pitiful look was completely different from the cold and harsh look he had just above.
Her mouth smelled of sweet wine, and Ye Muyan couldn't help but get closer.
But he saw her looking at her with tears in her eyes and murmuring: "Ye Muyan, when I was chasing Xiao Yinghuai, were you in pain?"
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