Chapter 78 This is not the way to add fuel to the fire

Almost everyone who should have arrived has arrived.

The banquet is about to begin.

"Is anyone here?"

Yun Wanyao was chatting with Mo Zhaozhao when a low voice suddenly rang in her ears and her heartbeat instantly lost rhythm.

Turning her head, she saw Mo Yuanlin appeared beside her at some point, looking at her deeply and darkly with a pair of calm eyes.

Yun Wanyao clenched her fists in her sleeves and her whole body tensed up. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she kept cheering herself up in her heart, but when she opened her mouth to speak, she couldn't help stuttering.

"Your Majesty, no one..."

"oh."

The young and handsome emperor raised an eyebrow in response, then walked to the seat beside her and sat down.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Mo Zhaozhao poked his head out and looked at Mo Yuanlin with curiosity.

She, Yun Wanyao, and Jiang Zitang were sitting side by side, Yun Wanyao on the far left, she in the middle, followed by Jiang Zitang and Xie Xuanyong.

There was no empty seat between the four of them, so Mo Yuanlin sat on the left side of Yun Wanyao.

"Well, I think you are in a good position."

Mo Yuanlin responded calmly with his eyelids drooped, and Mo Zhaozhao immediately became arrogant.

"Of course, this position was chosen by me first, how can it be bad?"

After she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something and said, "But my royal brother, that seat is reserved for my prince. If you sit there, where should my prince sit? Aren't you separating my prince from A Yao?"

"Yeah?"

Mo Yuanlin turned to look at Yun Wanyao and said, "Just now, you clearly told me that there was no one here. Now, do you want me to give up my position to Yuan Hao?"

Hearing this, Yun Wanyao felt a tingling sensation on her scalp and shook her head subconsciously.

"No, no need, Your Majesty, just sit here."

He suddenly came over and asked her if there was anyone next to her. She was so nervous that her mind went blank. How could she remember Mo Yuanhao?

Besides, Mo Yuanhao didn't say he wanted to sit next to her. He had been here for so long, so long that even the emperor came, but he still hadn't shown up. Did she have to hold the seat for him?

Now that the emperor is sitting here, she doesn't have the courage to ask him to give up the throne.

Even though Mo Yuanhao was a prince, he was not qualified to ask the king of a country to give up his throne for him.

But where is Mo Yuanhao? Yun Wanyao turned around to look for him, but saw him standing next to the main stage, looking in one direction with an unclear expression. Following his line of sight, Yun Wanyao's pupils shrank.

That direction... is the heroine! Why is he looking at the heroine so intently?

Could it be that there is really no way to escape the destiny? "In that case, I will not be polite."

Mo Yuanlin's eyes moved, and a smile flashed across the corners of his lips imperceptibly, causing Mo Zhaozhao to roll his eyes.

What a thing the emperor's brother is. He knew A Yao was afraid of him, but he still asked A Yao like that on purpose.

When he sat there, didn't he know the relationship between the prince and A Yao? "Your Majesty, may you be well."

Jiang Zitang and Xie Xuanyong finally had the chance to greet Mo Yuanlin. Mo Yuanlin responded and turned around to chat with Xie Xuanyong.

"What is Ayao looking at?"

Stuck in the middle, Mo Zhaozhao had no interest in their conversation. He turned his head to look at Yun Wanyao, and saw her biting her lip and looking in one direction with an indescribable complexity in her expression.

Following her gaze, I saw Mo Yuanhao.

Mo Zhaozhao didn't think much about it, and quipped, "Oh, so you're looking at my brother. By the way, my brother doesn't need to host the Winter Banquet, so why is he standing there?"

Hearing her words, everyone looked in the direction of Mo Yuanhao, but Mo Yuanhao was completely unaware.

He narrowed his eyes and looked inquiringly at the woman in white with delicate features and a lazy look not far away. He was surrounded by an indescribable strange feeling.

That is, Su Qianxue?

How come he seems like a different person?

Su Qianxue used to look stupid, but how come she seemed to have been reborn after not seeing her for a few days? She no longer looked like she used to be? He suddenly remembered that the idiot who had been pestering him, doing stupid things, and embarrassing him had not appeared in front of him for a long time.

During this period of time, she never came to bother him again.

This is obviously a good thing, but Mo Yuanhao now feels that something is very wrong.

How could the woman who loved him to death and who had even called off her engagement with Yun Wanchen several times for him give up on him so suddenly?

It is easy to change the country, but difficult to change one's nature.

She would never give up easily, so there must be some hidden story behind this.

Noticing his inquiring gaze, Su Qianxue looked over, and when she saw that he did not avoid her at all, she rolled her eyes at him with contempt.

Although this male protagonist has a very handsome appearance, he is not a good person.

The original owner disregarded her dignity and status, loved him to death, humbled herself to the dust, and did everything to please him, but he never even looked at the original owner.

Every time he treated the original owner like a bug or garbage, and was extremely disgusted and dismissive. In the end, he brutally killed the original owner for the sake of the heroine.

The reason she traveled through time was because he taught the original owner a lesson, scaring the original owner so much that he fell seriously ill.

The original owner was really unlucky to fall in love with such a ruthless and hateful guy.

Seeing her disgusted and contemptuous expression, Mo Yuanhao's eyes sank slightly. It turned out that she had changed. How could the former Su Qianxue look at him like this? But how could a good person change so suddenly?

"Brother Wang, he..."

Mo Zhaozhao licked his lips and wanted to say something to excuse Mo Yuanhao, or to comfort Yun Wanyao, but he only said three words and couldn't go on.

Even she felt that Wang Xiong was looking at that hateful woman Su Qianxue, and he had been looking at her for a long time, so how could A Yao not think so? Did Wang Xiong have nothing to do because he was full?

Why are you looking at Su Qianxue? What's so good about it?

Thinking of the expressions of all the nobles when they saw Su Qianxue today, Mo Zhaozhao's heart suddenly skipped a beat. No way, no way, Brother Wang is not so superficial? "Miss Su is very beautiful today. A gentle lady is a good match for a gentleman. No wonder Yuan Hao is so fascinated by her."

Mo Yuanlin smiled slightly and spoke softly.

Hearing this, Yun Wanyao couldn't help but tighten her fists a little and her eyes dimmed.

Looking at Yun Wanyao with worry, Mo Zhaozhao gritted his teeth, wishing he could pounce over and sew Mo Yuanlin's big mouth shut.

What the hell is going on with Brother Wang? He already has a fiancée, okay? His fiancée is sitting right between us, don't you know? You are really talking about something that is not related to the topic. You can't add fuel to the fire this way. Can't you see that A Yao is in a bad mood? If you want to break up A Yao and Brother Wang, just say so. There is no need to fan the flames like this.

"Oh, a gentleman loves a beautiful lady, how come my brother has also taken a fancy to Su Qianxue? I'm making this clear, Su Qianxue and I are sworn enemies, and I don't agree with my brother's plan to bring Su Qianxue into the palace."

Mo Yuanlin: "..."

"I am only expressing my opinion objectively. When did I say that I would welcome her into the palace? Zhao Zhao, please do not speak nonsense, lest gossip spreads and cause trouble."

"Humph, who asked my brother to praise her beauty? My brother has never praised a woman like this. I always thought that in my brother's eyes, women are all the same, without distinction between beauty and ugliness."

Mo Zhaozhao retorted unconvinced.

Mo Yuanlin sighed helplessly, "I have eyes, how can I not tell the difference between beauty and ugliness?"

After a moment, he looked at Yun Wanyao and continued, "Miss Yun, Cousin Jiang, and Zhao Zhao, they are all very beautiful today."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

Jiang Zitang smiled slightly and quickly expressed his gratitude.

Yun Wanyao was stunned for a moment, but after hearing Jiang Zitang's words, she quickly came to her senses and stammered, "Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for your compliment."

“Heh~”

Mo Yuanlin looked away and laughed softly. Although no one knew what he was laughing at, it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"That's more like it."

All three of them were praised, and Mo Zhaozhao became happy. She snorted proudly, and then she heard the chief priest calling Jiang Zitang.

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She reached out and patted Jiang Zitang gently, saying, "Cousin, the banquet is about to begin. The Lord of the Imperial Court is calling you. Go quickly, great lady."

As the most talented lady chosen by the late emperor, Jiang Zitang had to attend every winter banquet in the future, unless there was something important that she couldn't get away from. She would present her most proud new work at the opening ceremony to kick off the banquet for everyone.

"Um."

Jiang Zitang blushed and responded, then turned to look at Xie Xuanyong and said, "Ayong, I'll go then."

"Well, go ahead."

Xie Xuanyong responded softly and watched her walk towards the center.

"Brother, why are you sitting here?"

Mo Yuanhao walked over, stood in front of Mo Yuanlin, and looked at him with a frown.

Mo Yuanlin raised his head and said calmly, "I saw that there was no one here, so I sat here. Why did you come here just now, second brother?"

Mo Yuanhao: “…”

How come there is no one here?

Isn't he a human? "Yes, brother Wang, why did you come here just now? Are you blinded by something?"

Mo Zhaozhao crossed her arms and spoke in a sarcastic tone. Hearing her words, Mo Yuanhao was slightly startled and immediately realized that they might have seen him looking at Su Qianxue.

Something suddenly flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously looked at Yun Wanyao between the brother and sister, and saw the elegant, refined and gorgeous girl also looking up at him.

Mo Yuanhao's throat suddenly felt a little dry, and a rare sense of nervousness flashed through his heart.

"Yao'er, things are not what you think. I just felt that Su Qianxue was a little bit strange, so I was distracted for a while."

"Oh," Yun Wanyao replied calmly, then smiled sweetly and said, "What do you think of me, Your Majesty?"

Mo Yuanhao: “…”

Did he confess his crime? She hadn't said anything yet, but he was so eager to prove his innocence. I'm afraid he would only make things worse.

"Oh, I think Yao'er is always sensible and will understand me. She won't make random guesses or misunderstand me."

Yun Wanyao: “???”

So, if she continued to ask, she would be unreasonable and unreasonable?

"Zhao Zhao, come over and sit down."

Mo Yuanhao lowered his head and looked at Mo Zhaozhao, trying to get her to give up her seat so that he could sit next to Yun Wanyao.

Compared to Mo Yuanlin, Mo Zhaozhao is obviously the soft persimmon.

But now, even if Mo Zhaozhao is a soft persimmon, he will not be bullied.

"This is my cousin's seat. I'll sit there. Where will my cousin sit when she comes back? Since you're late, let's find another seat."

"Zhao Zhao, be obedient."

Mo Yuanhao's voice became deeper. Mo Zhaozhao snorted coldly, then turned to look at Mo Yuanlin and complained blatantly.

"Look, my brother, my brother is threatening me."

Humph, Brother Wang, this bastard, actually dared to look at the woman she hated the most for so long in public. This made her very angry, and she didn't want to listen to him.

If you like looking at that woman so much, why don't you just sit next to her and look at her carefully? Why are you here? "There are so many seats, second brother, please find another one."

Mo Yuanlin said lightly, and it was clear that he would not give up his seat for him. Mo Yuanhao sighed and had to sit on the left side of Mo Yuanlin.

Such a good pair of lovers were separated by the man in the middle.

"Royal brother, Zhao Zhao is childish, willful, and unreasonable, so why are you deliberately making things difficult for me?"

The emperor's brother could clearly give up his seat, but he just sat there motionless, determined not to give up his seat.

Although it is not reasonable for the emperor to give up his seat to his subjects, they are brothers from the same mother. Today is not a formal occasion. So what if the emperor gives up his seat? Mo Yuanhao was very dissatisfied with this.

Mo Yuanlin's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "I'm not making things difficult for you. First come, first served. You came late, so it's good enough that you have a seat. Why are you still thinking about asking others to give up their seats for you?"

"Although this winter banquet is not an important occasion, there are so many noble men and ladies watching. How can I make room for you?"

"If I give in, what do you think they will say in private?"

"Although you and I are brothers, the ruler is the ruler and the subject is the subject. We cannot disrupt the relationship between the ruler and the subject."

Mo Yuanhao: “…”

It's such a small matter, you have to make it sound so serious, right?

What can these noble men and ladies say in private? At most, they just have a good relationship with each other.

But now that things have come to this, Mo Yuanhao couldn't continue to hold on to the matter, so he had to give up the idea of ​​coaxing Yun Wanyao.

Originally, he was thinking about coaxing her after sitting with her, but now it seems that he can only wait until the end of the banquet or when she leaves in the middle.

On the stage, the chief priest stroked his beard and gave an impassioned speech. Jiang Zitang was writing in the middle, and four great scholars with great knowledge gathered beside her.

The great scholars looked at the words gradually becoming vivid on the rice paper in front of her and nodded with satisfaction.

From the expressions of several people, it can be seen that Jiang Zitang's poetry today is probably of quite high quality.

Below the stage, Su Qianxue curled her lips and looked nonchalantly at the girl who was writing seriously, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

She wanted to see what kind of masterpiece the most talented woman in the Dawu Kingdom could write.

But, what is certain is that no matter what kind of masterpiece this number one talented woman writes today, there will be only one result, that is, she will step on her feet and become a stepping stone for her to turn things around.

She wants the title of the most talented woman!!!