Crown Jewels

Chapter 242 Fan Wai Jiu Bitter Gourd Soup Warning

And... on such an important day as his brother's today, she naturally couldn't embarrass her brother!
The glazed bricks and tiles in the hall are clear, and the armor on Song Yan's body is also cold and cold. Even though he restrained his momentum, the three years of bloody battles on the battlefield made him look a bit indifferent.

At this time, the palace banquet is the time for toasting and socializing. Those who are close to each other, such as Fu Sinian and Qi Yuan, raised their glasses early, but there are still people watching.

After Qi Yuan and Song Yan congratulated each other, the three of them made an appointment to talk again at another day. Seeing that other courtiers were paying attention to this place, they patted Song Yan on the shoulder, and Qi Yuan, who was holding a wine cup, returned to his seat again.

Taohuatong swept across the hall, subconsciously looking for that familiar figure.

On the contrary, many courtiers know the relationship between Song Leyi and Song Yan, and Shangyi Palace is in charge of music and dance etiquette and guest guidance, but there are many active courtiers who put their minds on Song Leyi.

Sweeping his gaze, Qi Yuan happened to see three or five courtiers surrounding Song Leyi, and he probably wanted her to help introduce them. There were civil servants and military officials in official uniforms, making the little girl in the middle even smaller by Wei Wei .

Peach Blossom Pupils frowned slightly, Qi Yuan had already got up, but the next moment he sat back to his original position, his eyes still didn't move.

However, the little girl in Shangyi palace attire seemed to have been prepared for a long time, Si Bin and Si Zan who had already arranged to be escorted by her side, and those who needed to be introduced were brought to Song Yan by the Si Zan who led the guests and guided them.

Song Leyi was calm and calm, and finally guided the guests in front of her. Even though she was able to handle it with ease, she was still relieved at the moment. After nodding and nodding to the passing courtiers, she turned her head and saw his brother surrounded by stars like a moon in the center.

Trying to flatten the corners of her gloating lips, the moment Song Leyi withdrew her thoughts, she noticed the scorching gaze cast on her.

Shun, but he didn't turn his head, he just said something nonchalantly to Si Bin who was standing beside him in that direction, and then looked at him like a bell, and it turned out to be Qi Yuan!
And if she didn't feel wrong, it seemed that her gaze never left from the palace banquet.

And, it's not like it used to be.

When he looked at her, it seemed that he was not what he used to be, only treating her as a childish child.

This recognition made Song Leyi feel unspeakable panic in an instant, but there was inexplicably mixed with a hint of secret joy.

But after the joy, Song Leyi pinched her fingers, and quickly made herself vigilant.

She could clearly feel that Song Leyi had suppressed and cut off her good emotions, but because of his simple staring or maintenance, she began to move disobediently again.

Song Leyi pursed her lips, breathed lightly without avoiding it, turned her head slightly to meet Qi Yuan's eyes from the air, and saw a man in a dark official robe with straight eyebrows, a smile in his peach-blossom pupils, holding a wine cup in the air He gestured slightly to her.

This calm and relaxed appearance is indeed worthy of Dali Temple Qing Qiyuan.

Almost in an instant, Song Leyi restrained the secret in her heart, through the cold moonlight, bent her lips towards Qi Yuan as if nothing had happened, and there was no nostalgia in Xingren's eyes.

In the final analysis, these secrets are nothing more than Song Leyi's turmoil alone. Compared with the glorious Dali Siqing, she has never been deeply involved.

The moonlight shone into those almond eyes, and the instantly frowning smile was set against the bright moonlight, making those pink pupils shrink slightly. Qi Yuan lowered his eyes to hide the surprise in his eyes, and an extremely strange feeling surged in his chest.

Across the solemn official robe, the clear rhythm in his chest made Qi Yuan startled slightly. The moment he was stared at by those almond eyes, Qi Yuan did not lose his composure as he looked at each other through the wine, but the ripples in the wine cup were clear. It reminded him of his inexplicable tension and cramps.

Swallowing the wine in the glass, the restless blood in his body was gradually soothed. When the wine was added to the glass, the turbid clear liquid rippled. Qi Yuan's eyes fixed on the ripples, as if the originally dead heart The lake was also invaded by the swaying ripples, as if out of control...

Qi Yuan hissed lightly, and the peach blossom pupils flickered in disbelief.

At this moment, the sound of fingers tapping on the table was heard, and Qi Yuan raised his eyes subconsciously. The beautiful face with peach blossom pupils slowly enlarged was pursing pink lips, and the almond eyes also curved beautifully.

Song Leyi's heart skipped a beat, she was very sensitive to Qi Yuan's gaze, she was somewhat uncomfortable being stared at like this at the moment, but she was able to become a palace official of the Shangyi Bureau, she had the ability to be somewhat quiet.

Putting down the tray in her hand, Song Leyi raised her eyes, and unexpectedly bumped into those pink pupils. These eyes are naturally affectionate, and they don't need to do anything at all, as if others who can be hooked will follow him.

The porcelain spoon lightly touched the soup cup, and Song Leyi's smile made Qi Yuan raise his eyebrows.

"The sky is dry and the things are dry. I brought Brother Qi a cup of soup from Si Shan. Would you like to try it?"

Xingren's eyes are still moist, and his tone is still calm, but Qi Yuan just feels that Song Leyi's mood doesn't seem to be very good at the moment.

'Brother Qi? 'Qi Yuan's outstretched hand paused for a moment, and he quickly took it over.

The hot air made those peach blossom eyes even more hazy. Song Leyi glanced indifferently, and looked away calmly, only her fingers covered under the long sleeves of the palace skirt were slightly curled up, rubbing against the lining of the long sleeves tangled.

At the entrance of the porcelain spoon, the bitterness on the tip of the tongue made Qi Yuan stunned for a moment, but when Song Leyi raised his eyes, Song Leyi seemed to expect that, the pink lips were slightly raised, the obedient and cuteness in his usual impression faded away, and the almond eyes were slightly protruded to reveal a few smiles. The pride and fun after being tricked.

Peach Blossom pupils shrunk slightly, and the previously hazy emotions came back again. Qi Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and he didn't make a sound or frown when he lowered his eyes, and swallowed all the bitter gourd soup in the bowl. The restlessness seemed to be slowly restrained.

Qi Yuan turned the bowl upside down and signaled to her what's going on?

Song Leyi couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth. Originally, this bowl of bitter gourd soup was a warning, but Qi Yuan was so calm and brow-free, so there was something...

Qiong's nose wrinkled, and Song Leyi took the bowl, a little annoyed.

"This bitter gourd soup nourishes the stomach carefully, and it will definitely make Brother Qi more focused on the Dali Temple case—"

The word 'more focused' was deliberately emphasized by Song Leyi, looking at it with her almond eyes, a trace of bewilderment and bewilderment clearly flashed through her peach-blossom pupils, it seemed that because of her tone, there was a bit of unspeakable grievance?
Song Leyi suddenly felt aggrieved, somewhat bored, and after a while, she simply saluted and bid farewell to Qi Yuan, suppressed her impetuous and complicated thoughts, put these things behind her, and put all her thoughts into the back of her mind. Put it on the palace banquet.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the little girl's thin back, and the palace outfit made her even more slender and slim. Seeing Song Leyi's instant identity transformation, Qi Yuan frowned slightly.

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(End of this chapter)