Le Sang watched intently. When she saw his face clearly, her heart suddenly trembled.

It's him--

She recognized the man who went crazy while practicing Kung Fu in Songshan Mountain that day. His face turned to ashes.

His breath was still filled with the smell of death.

It turns out to be him, it turns out to be him.

They were really enemies on a narrow road. She let him live that day, thinking that she would definitely meet him again, but she didn't expect that it would be on such an occasion.

And, in such different identities.

This world is really too small.

but--

What he saw that day was her real face, Le Sang. Her appearance now was so different from that of that night that he probably couldn't recognize her.

Just after she made up her mind with an idea, Ling Xuehan, who had just passed by her, suddenly stopped in his tracks. The light in his dark eyes flickered, and he continued to move forward as if nothing had happened.

Le Sang curled her fingers little by little. Could it be that Ling Xuehan was already aware of her?

If it were true, she could...

While he was still thinking, a sudden gust of cool wind hit him, and Le Sang almost shivered from the cold.

She frowned and looked sideways, only to see Dongfang Liyuan's eyes staring straight at her, with vague anger in his cold eyes.

Le Sang was a little confused and glared at him, then turned and continued to look at Ling Xuehan.

She has offended the Yin Kingdom Crown Prince and must not take it lightly.

Dongfang Liyuan's face suddenly sank, and he simply stretched out his big hand to hold her cold palm and refused to let go.

Le Sang's expression changed drastically, and she turned to look into his domineering eyes coldly, with a faint murderous aura beginning to overflow.

"With so many people watching, just bear with it if you don't want to." Dongfang Liyuan held her hand harder, and with his other hand he picked up the teapot on the table and filled a cup of tea for himself.

"Let go." Le Sang's face was so cold that water could drip from his face.

Damn, this lunatic, how could he be so crazy without drinking?

"I won't let you go, even if you ask me, I won't let you go." Dongfang Liyuan acted like a rogue, picked up the tea and shook it gently.

"you--"

Le Sang was so angry that he raised his foot and stepped hard on his instep.

If she didn't call someone, wouldn't she be able to fight back?

Dongfang Liyuan frowned in pain, his hand became unstable, and some of the tea he held spilled out, while Le Sang also quickly withdrew his hand.

When the prince saw this, he looked over and said amusedly: "It seems that this tea is not what the second brother Tai wants."

Putting down the tea cup, Dongfang Liyuan pretended to be calm and coughed twice: "The night wind is too strong, Your Highness, you don't need to think too much."

Dongfang Chen snorted coldly and looked away.

If only a three-year-old child would believe this, let's fool him.

In just a moment, Ling Xuehan had already bowed to the emperor and empress, and sat coldly opposite Dongfang Liyuan.

Those deep black eyes looked at this side with a cold expression.

The banquet began, all the tea was removed, and all kinds of wine and delicacies were served in turn.

There is no doubt about the skill of the royal chef in the palace. Even though the taste is not too delicious for Le Sang, the appearance is definitely delicious.

The night is like water and the cool breeze is gentle.

After the good wine and delicious food were served, the melodious music of the piano began to play, and several dancers in pink dresses came in with graceful twists and turns.

The petals are flying and the light is shining.
Chapter completed!