Chapter Thirty-Eight: I'm Just Watching the Show
After Consort Li finished her dance, Gu Yanjing only glanced at her.
Consort Li: ...Despair.
So Consort Li unleashed her ultimate move. With a seductive smile, she took a wine cup from a palace maid's hand and, with every graceful movement and smile, danced and approached Gu Yanjing.
As they approached the table, Consort Li picked up her wine glass and was about to step onto it when someone else went up before her.
Lu Lingjun, holding a cup of wine, blocked Consort Li's path.
"Your Majesty, I offer you a toast."
Lu Lingjun and Gu Yanjing were already very close, and bending over like this immediately made it seem as if he was about to lean into Gu Yanjing's arms.
Gu Yan raised an eyebrow in surprise and silently moved to the side.
But everyone present was shrewd and immediately noticed.
They also said that the reason why the invitation to this palace banquet was sent out by Prime Minister Lu was because it was for sharing peaches.
Tsk tsk tsk, look at how Lu Xiang is protecting them, it really makes one want to grin from ear to ear.
Of course, while some people are happy, others will fearlessly offer their advice.
However, before he could even speak, Lu Lingjun turned around with a gentle smile, like a refined gentleman.
But this gentle and kind person has killed countless people with his innocent appearance.
All those who were eager to offer their advice immediately wilted, awkwardly raising their glasses and exchanging toasts with those around them who had also stood up.
Consort Li stood awkwardly behind Lu Lingjun. When Lu Lingjun glanced at her slowly, she felt a chill run down her spine. With a clatter, her wine glass fell to the ground, and she couldn't control her drool, which trailed a long strand of saliva.
Consort Li: ...My dignity and reputation are gone, I have nothing left.
Waaah, I'm so embarrassed.
“Consort Li has acted improperly before Your Highness, step down now.” Lu Lingjun’s expression remained unchanged.
Consort Li: .......Damn it, the Empress is sitting right next to you, don't go too far.
Nan Wan'er: ...No, you're going too far. Leave me alone. I'll just watch the show.
Gu Yanjing downed the wine in his glass in one gulp and gestured for Lu Lingjun to get out of there and stop being such an eyesore.
However, Lu Lingjun went a step further and sat down at Gu Yanjing's table, which was very bold.
"Get out of here," Gu Yanjing said through gritted teeth.
The sounds of string and wind instruments rose again, drowning out Gu Yanjing's voice, but Nan Wan'er heard it clearly.
Damn it, why are all the handsome men with other handsome men, leaving this group of pretty girls behind? Is she going to go find pretty girls too?
Waaah, but she still wants a strong man who can kiss, hug, and lift her up high.
"Your Majesty, I only wish to be closer to you." Lu Lingjun remained still, appearing somewhat innocent.
Gu Yan glanced at Lu Lingjun with disdain, knowing that no matter what he said, Lu Lingjun would stick to him like chewing gum, so he simply ignored him.
Looking at the quiet group, Nan Wan'er suddenly felt incredibly bored; there wasn't even any melon to eat.
Her gaze shifted and she suddenly saw an old man dressed in white, with white jade hair tied up and a handsome face, though still not as stunning as Gu Yanjing.
But I still can't resist the drool.
Isn't this the kind of guy who's exactly her type? So handsome, *slurp*
So, she couldn't help but ask Ronghe beside her, "Who is that?"
Rong He secretly consulted Gu Yanjing, and seeing Gu Yanjing's tacit approval, she then said, "Your Majesty, that is the eldest son of Prince Qi, Gu Shiyue."
Yes, that madman you see every day.
No, the madwoman of the past was Gu Shiyue, but now, this person, the former beggar, is the only Gu Shiyue.
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