Feng Yuanchen sat aside, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, with an unknown expression.

"Haha, King Wu praised it." Sheng Zhiyao smiled and said, "This is all good taught by grandpa."

"Hahaha, the princess is humble, but Mr. Sheng is indeed a powerful figure."

"The King of Martial Arts is too good."

After some politeness, Yu Manrou, who was sitting under the seat of Princess Wu, clenched her fist with anger on her face, and her fingernails were sinking into her flesh without any notice. She just gritted her teeth and pinched the hem of her clothes hard, filling her chest with jealousy.

She was unwilling to give up. She was obviously the best choice for King Chen. Besides, the Duke's Mansion is much higher than the Hou's Mansion.

In the past, she was worried that Feng Yuanchen's identity would not be recognized by the prince, but now the second prince has only one son. How noble is her identity, but she is one step late.

Thinking of this, Yu Manrou glanced at Feng Yuanchen opposite him and saw that he was handsome, elegant, graceful, and a gentle smile on his cold and resolute face, which made people unable to help but his heart beat faster. Yu Manrou clenched his hand secretly, and a deep displeasure flashed in his eyes.

No, you must not let Sheng Zhiyao marry King Chen, never!

Thinking of this, Yu Manrou stood up, moved her lotus step slowly towards Feng Yuanchen, and said softly: "I have met Your Highness King Chen, can you still remember that we had the fate to meet once when we were young?"

Everyone was shocked. Yu Manrou was really brave and dared to chat with King Chen.

"Oh?" Feng Yuanchen showed a sudden enlightenment.

A joy flashed in Yu Manrou's eyes, and Feng Yuanchen still remembered her.

"The daughter of the minister is named Manrou, and he is the only daughter of the Duke's house." .z.br

"I don't know." Feng Yuanchen spoke straightforwardly, "I have no intersection with Lingtang, let alone any old acquaintance, let alone know you."

This simple sentence was like a sharp blade penetrated into Yu Manrou's chest, making her whole body stiff.

She doesn't believe it!

Although Feng Yuanchen is the emperor's grandson, he has always been alienated. Unless he is a person with interaction, he never looks at others more often, which also makes him arrogant and difficult to contact. But she is different. She grew up in the capital since childhood and is also the only daughter of the Yu family. She pursues many suitors, but unfortunately she doesn't like it.

I thought she could impress Feng Yuanchen, but Feng Yuanchen looked down on her at all. Her self-esteem was trampled on and she could no longer hold it back, but she still smiled: "It's a long time ago, and it's not surprising that Your Highness Chen King forgot it. I believe Your Highness will not forget it again this time."

After saying that, Yu Manrou turned around and looked at the maid behind her, and whispered a few instructions.

Feng Yuanchen's eyes became sharper. What exactly did Yu Manrou want to do?

Soon the maid came back with the tray. Yu Manrou picked up the things in the tray and handed them to Feng Yuanchen: "I heard that Your Highness likes the plum blossom wine. This is the plum blossom wine made from the plum blossoms I picked myself. I hope Your Highness likes it."

Feng Yuanchen glanced at the things in the tray indifferently, and sarcasm flashed through his eyes, and then pushed open the tray without any trace: "I don't drink wine from unknown origin."

"You--" Yu Manrou was immediately angry.

Feng Yuanchen interrupted her lazily and glanced at her faintly: "Please pay attention to her identity. This is the banquet for the emperor. If others misunderstand me, Miss Yu will not be able to bear it."

Word by word, it was like a sharp blade piercing Manrou's heart, heartbroken. She took a deep breath to suppress the turbulent anger in her heart, pulled the corner of her mouth and said, "Since that's the case, then Manrou has said goodbye."

"Let's wait."

Yu Manrou, who was about to leave, stopped and frowned and looked at Feng Yuanchen: "I wonder what else does your Highness have?"

"Take your stuff away!" Feng Yuanchen spoke lightly.

Yu Manrou suddenly opened her eyes wide, shocked and looked at Feng Yuanchen in anger.

Feng Yuanchen was still so graceful, but his tone was involuntarily cold: "I hate people who covet my king's things the most, do you understand?"

Yu Manrou was so angry that she trembled all over and her face turned red: "Your Highness Chen, you... are you so arrogant. When will Manrou covet your east?

It's so far, please be careful."

"Oh, is that?" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yu Manrou casually, "Don't think about it, I'm not interested in you at all!"

After Feng Yuanchen finished speaking, he ignored Yu Manrou's extremely embarrassed expression and stood up: "Uncle Emperor, Aunt Emperor, and nephew have lost his companionship. I will take Zhiyao to leave first." After that, he pulled Sheng Zhiyao and left, leaving behind a group of wives and ladies of aristocratic families.

Sheng Zhiyao followed Feng Yuanchen and left until she returned to Prince Chen's mansion. She was still a little confused. She didn't know what Yu Manrou said to Feng Yuanchen, so he hurriedly pulled her away.

Feng Yuanchen looked at Sheng Zhiyao's puzzled look and couldn't help but smile: "That Yu Manrou has an inappropriate thought."

"Puchi." Sheng Zhiyao couldn't help but burst out laughing, but soon calmed down her smile and looked serious, "Your Highness Chen should not make trouble, he is the legitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion after all."

Feng Yuanchen did not argue with him, and did not think he had done something wrong. He was a person with a engagement, so how could people think of him?

"But I'm quite curious about what the lady in the location said to you." Sheng Zhiyao blinked her lively eyes, "And it seems that she even gave you a gift."

"She should be the drunkard's intention is not in the bar." Feng Yuanchen said with a smile.

"ah?"

Looking at Sheng Zhiyao's confused look, Feng Yuanchen rubbed his forehead helplessly: "You, why are you always stupid in terms of feelings?" After saying that, he shook his head and led her to the yard, "Are you not full at the banquet? I'll let Mei'er get some food."

"Um."

After Feng Yuanchen left, the room suddenly became quiet. Sheng Zhiyao sat on the chair, dazed intently. The face of Princess Wu today appeared in her mind, and her eyes gradually became confused.

"Where have you seen it?" murmured.

"Who have you seen?" Feng Yuanchen suddenly appeared, scaring her. Sheng Zhiyao patted her chest and said coquettishly, "Why did you suddenly appear? It's so scary."

"This is King Chen's Mansion, what are you afraid of?" Feng Yuanchen smiled evilly.

Sheng Zhiyao stuck out her tongue playfully: "I really think I must have seen Princess Wu somewhere, but I can't say it. It's just that familiar feeling, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Feng Yuanchen shook his head.

"I'm so stupid, I don't even understand this." Sheng Zhiyao glanced at Feng Yuanchen with disgust, "Forget it, I'll let Hongxue take a look."

Seeing Sheng Zhiyao running away, Feng Yuanchen shook his head helplessly, this little girl movie!

Hongxue is still teaching Hongjin and Baijin two snakes to recognize words in the small villa. When she saw Sheng Zhiyao suddenly came back anxiously, she thought something big had happened.

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