This was at a banquet; when did Yan'er ever act like this... like this...?
Halfway through his thought, Yu Nanqing couldn't come up with the right words to describe it.
"Sister, is the Prince drunk?" Su Chien asked curiously.
"Yes, Your Highness is not a good drinker," Su Wanyan replied with a smile.
Unable to hold his liquor, Your Highness?
Everyone couldn't help but look curiously at the person in the main seat. Yu Nanqing was not a good drinker, even though he was someone who could rival Lü Cezhong at the wedding that day.
Ignoring the puzzled looks from the crowd, Su Wanyan raised her cup and said with a smile, "Let's enjoy ourselves together today. When we meet again, let's not forget the world of martial arts."
Upon hearing this, everyone raised their glasses: "When we meet again in the future, we will never forget the kindness of the Prince and the Empress."
Su Wanyan smiled and was about to tilt her head back to drink the fruit wine when suddenly a cold wind blew in her face. With a faint sound, the candlelight in the hall flickered and went out, and even the faint light in the lanterns disappeared.
As the cold wind rose, Yu Nanqing's cheeks, which had been slightly flushed a moment ago, turned murderous in the next second, and her gaze sharpened as she looked towards the banquet entrance.
Not only Yu Nanqing, but everyone else sitting in the hall put down their wine cups, their expressions turning serious.
The dancers in the hall had quietly retreated without anyone noticing.
By the light of the moon outside, Su Wanyan looked up and saw a tall, disproportionately large figure standing in the doorway. Because of the backlighting, the image of a bronze statue flashed through Su Wanyan's mind.
Stick insect.
"Such a lively gathering, yet you didn't invite me?" Xiao Chensheng's deep voice echoed in the dark night.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a long sword gleaming with cold light was pressed against his throat.
Mingyu appeared before him without him noticing, his eyes filled with wariness.
Qiu Ye and Huang Ye hurriedly came from the side hall with candles in hand and lit the candles in the main hall that had already been extinguished.
Xiao Chensheng's sinister and eerie face came into view.
Su Wanyan's eyebrows twitched slightly. She felt that Xiao Chensheng's smile was not the same as the one she had seen before. It seemed to carry a chilling aura.
Logically speaking, Mingyu and the others had all met Xiaochensheng before. They might not be very familiar with each other, but at least they wouldn't have turned against each other.
Even Su Wanyan sensed something different, so Mingyu and Yu Nanqing must have felt it much more deeply than she had.
Seeing Yu Nanqing's gloomy eyes, Su Wanyan pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "So it's Young Master Xiao."
In an instant, the chilling aura emanating from Xiao Chensheng vanished, and even his abnormal smile seemed to brighten: "In the battle of Chengdao, does Your Majesty still remember my contributions?"
As the chill emanating from him dissipated, everyone in the hall relaxed somewhat.
"Of course I remember." Su Wanyan instructed, "Please take a seat."
Xiao Chensheng stretched out two fingers and pinched the blade that Mingyu was holding against his neck: "We've known each other for a while, but swords have no eyes."
Mingyu frowned and let him take the longsword away, offering no resistance.
The murderous aura emanating from Xiao Chensheng could be felt throughout the surrounding area.
Since they had met before, and he had a relationship with the prince and the empress, what was the reason for this?
Or was it just a prank?
Xiao Chensheng walked to the seat, slightly lifted his robe, and slowly sat down.
He picked up the wine pot on the table, shook it, and poured himself a cup: "I heard that Your Highness and Your Highness recently held their wedding. Why weren't I invited? Otherwise, I would have prepared a fine gift to celebrate this perfect match."
"..." Su Wanyan was speechless. How would she know where Xiao Chensheng was or how to invite him?
There were too many people around, so she couldn't say those things out loud.
Then, after a moment's thought, he laughed and said, "Young Master Xiao, you have ears everywhere. Since you know that I am not here to celebrate the marriage ceremony with the Prince, I should say something about it."
"Oh, it's still my fault."
Xiao Chensheng raised his wine glass: "Then I will punish myself with a cup."
Taking advantage of the moment when Xiao Chensheng tilted his head back to drink, Su Wanyan leaned closer to Yu Nanqing: "What's wrong with him?"
"I don't know."
Yu Nanqing uttered two words succinctly.
It would be good if he knew.
Xiao Chensheng put down his wine cup, and Lü Cezhong tentatively spoke up: "Just now, when Young Master Xiao mentioned the battle of Chengdao, I remembered that Her Majesty once said that the medicine used to treat the wounded on Chengdao was all prepared by you."
He raised his wine cup: "This old man thanks you in advance, Young Master Xiao."
Xiao Chensheng smiled and returned the favor with fine wine.
However, changing the subject, Lü Cezhong asked, "I wonder if Young Master Xiao brought this up specifically because he has something to discuss with the Prince?"
Xiao Chensheng was still smiling, but that smile had taken on a hostile tone: "General Lü, are you saying that I, Xiao, am not even allowed to come here to ask for a drink?"
"Hahahaha!" Lu Cezhong laughed, quickly smoothing things over: "How could that be? I was just curious and that's why I asked. With the friendship between Young Master Xiao and the Prince, let alone one cup of wine, even ten or a hundred cups would be fine."
The others present were all important figures, and Xiao Chensheng's arrival did not cause them much of a stir.
Everyone chatted and laughed, drinking together until late at night.
When the banquet ended, Su Wanyan arranged a courtyard for Xiao Chensheng.
Xiao Chensheng remained silent, unsure whether he agreed or disagreed, and Su Wanyan didn't dwell on it much.
Main courtyard, inside a room.
After taking a shower, Su Wanyan lay on the bed reading a book while waiting for Yu Nanqing.
Exhausted, Su Wanyan was just about to close her eyes when Yu Nanqing returned.
Looking up, Su Wanyan saw Yu Nanqing's dark hair, wet with water, and his white undergarment perfectly outlined his figure. With glimpses of his body, Su Wanyan only glanced at him before lowering her eyes and pursing her lips.
She had seen Yu Nanqing's body before, but only when he was paralyzed. Back then, he was not only thin but also skinny, a world of difference from now.
Especially considering Yu Nanqing's height, he is perfect and flawless.
So whenever a woman took a liking to Yu Nanqing, Su Wanyan felt it was only natural. He was beautiful, had a great figure, was strong in martial arts, and gave people a strong sense of security. How could anyone not be attracted to someone like Yu Nanqing?
Yu Nanqing had no idea what Su Wanyan was thinking. He sat up on the bed and asked, "Yan'er, aren't you sleepy?"
"I'm sleepy, that's why I've been waiting for you."
Hearing this, Yu Nanqing was in a good mood. He picked up a strand of Su Wanyan's hair and gently sniffed it.
Yu Nanqing loved her scent and the feeling of her hair lingering on his fingers.
"Xiao Chensheng seemed a bit strange today," Su Wanyan remarked, glancing at her book.
"Mm." Yu Nanqing did not deny it and responded softly.
Su Wanyan looked up: "You felt it too."
"Hmm." Yu Nanqing responded again, and said slowly, "Xiao Chensheng appeared with a murderous aura. I wonder what happened."
"Should we check it out?"
Yu Nanqing nodded: "I've already sent someone."
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