Chapter 74
Lin Xing frowned unconsciously. The door in front of her looked like a tiger's mouth to her. Yu Hang noticed her change of mood, quietly moved to her side, and whispered: "Do you think it's too deserted here?"
Seeing the people nod, he continued, "We heard that the Prime Minister only invited three people."
"He really doesn't even bother pretending." Considering that they were outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, Lin Xing lowered her voice.
Yu Hang spread his hands helplessly. The sound of horse hooves came from behind them, and the next moment Shen Ling's voice followed, "I am late and have delayed the two adults' journey. Shen would like to apologize to you two."
Not only did he say that, he also clasped his fists towards them. Lin Xing had a puzzled look on her face and was in no mood to continue his performance. "Okay, stop it."
Chen Ling stood up and turned his back, gently shaking the fan in his hand, pretending to be elegant and refined, as if he was about to recite a few lines of poetry. Lin Xing didn't want to pay attention to him and signaled Yu Hang and Yun Duo to follow her into the mansion.
"Hey! You really don't want to wait for me?" The sound of hurried footsteps appeared behind them, and Lin Xing also secretly quickened her pace.
Yun Duo, who was following behind Lin Xing, secretly looked back at Shen Ling's state from time to time, taking in the whole scene. She couldn't help but approach Lin Xing and said, "Sister Xiao Xing, do you really not have to wait for Lord Shen?"
Lin Xing said nonchalantly: "No need, besides, didn't you see him catching up?"
Yun Duo nodded obediently, moved some distance away, then moved closer and complained, "Why didn't the Prime Minister send anyone to greet us? We haven't seen anyone since we entered the mansion!"
"No hurry, everyone is there."
Lin Xing raised her chin forward, and Yun Duo followed her line of sight. The banquet hall was not far from them, with its door wide open. The decoration in the banquet hall was extremely luxurious, and it had a completely different feeling from the mansion. Lin Xing could describe it as seeing Chanel in a bridge arch.
Their figures were getting closer and closer, and the prime minister finally spotted them. Someone came forward to greet them. The person came in front of them and saluted, saying, "Master Lin, Master Yu..."
“And me.” Thanks to the three of them stopping, Shen Ling finally caught up.
Even though he was interrupted, the man only paused for a second and continued, "And Lord Shen, the Prime Minister has been waiting for you at the banquet."
Lin Xing gave a typical fake smile, "Thank you, Prime Minister. We are late."
"It's not too late, this is just the right time." Almost in an instant, the sound of drums stopped in the banquet hall. They were not far away, enough to drown out all the conversation.
The man smiled and gestured to them. Lin Xing and the others did not hesitate any longer and walked into the house resolutely. Almost at the same time, the door closed behind them with a loud noise, but it was immediately drowned out by the louder sound of drums.
“There’s no turning back.”
The words were spoken so softly that it was hard to tell who said them amid the sound of the drums, but all four of them must have heard them because they all straightened up.
The drumbeats gradually faded with the footsteps of the host. When the prime minister came to their side, the drumbeats had turned into the sound of a pipa. He looked into Lin Xing's eyes and said softly, "Miss Lin, it's been a long time since we last met."
Lin Xing bowed and replied calmly, "It hasn't been that long since I met the Prime Minister. It's not even been a month yet. I feel really honored to meet the Prime Minister again."
The others also bowed. The Prime Minister bent down and helped Lin Xing up, saying kindly, "Don't be so formal. I missed you all very much after we parted. I just wanted to see you again. Now I can put my mind at ease."
The prime minister wanted to say more, but a dancer came up to his side, got close to him, and said coquettishly in a sweet voice: "My lord, are you not coming to drink?"
She controlled the volume very well so that only the prime minister and Lin Xing who was a little closer could hear it. The prime minister laughed loudly and then asked them to sit down. Lin Xing took the opportunity to glance at the dancer's hair and found that she also had a white plum hairpin, but she was not looking for pleasure.
The passionate drumbeats sounded again. Lin Xing was next to the Prime Minister and got the chance to observe him. She saw the dancer holding a glass of wine and handing it to the Prime Minister's mouth, as if she was going to feed it to him, but suddenly took it up again. The Prime Minister then whispered in the dancer's ear, and it was unknown what he said. The dancer went straight into his arms, and the already small space between the two of them became even narrower.
But the dancer still did not put the wine glass to the prime minister's lips. Lin Xing couldn't bear to peek any longer, so she drank the wine in front of her. Yun Duo, who was standing behind her, tactfully refilled her glass.
The sound of the pipa reached its climax at this moment. The door was suddenly opened, and a dozen dancers walked in with light steps and danced skillfully. Lin Xing's attention was attracted, and she suddenly realized that their clothes were not exactly the same. The styles of the clothes were similar, bright red, but if you look closely, you will find that some people's clothes are embroidered with more delicate patterns.
Lin Xing looked at them one by one and found that those people had one characteristic in common: they all wore white plum hairpins.
Thinking of Wen Nuan, her gaze returned to the Prime Minister. With the dancer's cover, the two of them were kissing each other unscrupulously. The wine glass that was in the dancer's hand just now fell on the table.
She made a disdainful "tsk" sound, drank the wine in the glass, and went to look for Fuchou.
There are so many people! This was Lin Xing's feeling after she narrowed her eyes. Just as she was about to curse the prime minister for being indecent, her attention was attracted by one of the people playing the pipa.
Even though the person was wearing a veil, Lin Xing was sure that she was the person she was looking for. Since she didn't seem to be getting any thinner, the Prime Minister probably didn't stop her from eating.
The music changed one after another, and Lin Xing drank glass after glass of wine. She was also a little drunk. The banquet hall had long lost order. She tried hard to find Chen Ling and Yu Hang, and finally saw them in the crowd.
Shen Ling was already surrounded by dancers, and he drank one cup after another from their hands, while Yu Hang sat alone in his seat, pursing his lips and lowering his head.
Before she could look again, a pair of hands suddenly rested on her shoulders. Lin Xing turned around abruptly and found that it was Xun Huan. She didn't know what to do, as her original position was replaced by other dancers, who then left to look for Lin Xing.
"Xunhuan..." Lin Xing realized she had called the wrong name just as she said this. Drinking too much really messed things up. Xunhuan reacted faster than her. As soon as he heard her name, he put his finger on her lips to stop her from saying anything else.
"It's Fuchou."
Yun Duo, who was standing by, saw her movements and was anxious to grab the silk cloth, but was stopped by Lin Xing.
Lin Xing then gently pushed her fingers apart, held them, and asked softly, "I wonder what Miss Fuchou means by this?"
Fuchou moved closer to her, lowered his head, and whispered in Lin Xing's ear: "Miss, you seem to be very interested in my hairpin. Why don't I give you one?"
"Okay, but I only want this on your head."
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