She went to the East Palace to be a eunuch, and the prince became her subordinate.

Chapter 270 Endless charm
Ye Xuwan and others were waiting anxiously at the door. As soon as they came out, they saw Xinyang walking out with his head lowered and his face red.

Everyone took a breath, especially Ye Xuwan, and a small flame of sin slowly rose in his heart.

"Zique! You...you, you, you..."

Xiao Xizi frowned and pointed at him as being incomparable.

Although the identity of the third prince Zique has been exposed, after Xiao Xizi's argument with Zique last time, the relationship between the two of them has long been that of friends.

"What did you do to Princess Xinyang!"

Mo Yunzheng's face was gloomy, but he seemed much calmer than Xiao Xizi: "Third Prince, haven't you already refused the marriage?"

"Misunderstanding, huge misunderstanding!"

Zique noticed something was wrong with the way they looked at him and hurriedly hid behind Yuandao, looking at him aggrievedly.

"Brother Yuandao, do you believe me?"

Yuandao squinted his eyes and glanced at the tearful Princess Xinyang. At this moment, Princess Xinyang's face was flushed, her eyes were filled with tears, and even her clothes were not as neat as when she entered.

It's really hard to say it's innocent.

"No, you don't even believe me?"

Zique was so disheartened that he could only give Xinyang a look to ask him to prove his innocence.

Xinyang instantly received Zique's meaning.

"Don't get me wrong. The third prince didn't do anything. It's my own problem."

As he said that, Xinyang looked at Mo Yunzheng and smiled softly: "Brother Prince, I heard that my father wanted to entertain the third prince, Taoist Brother Tongyuan, for a banquet. It's getting late, we should go there."

To be honest, if Xinyang hadn't reminded him, Mo Yunzheng would have forgotten this matter long ago.

It would be understandable if he forgot because he had too many things to do, but as the protagonist of this banquet, Zique was also very busy.

"Xiao Yezi, have you picked out Gu's clothes?"

Mo Yunzheng rested his head lazily, looked at Ye Xuwan and whispered.

She didn't know why she personally selected Mo Yunzheng's clothes every time he attended, or was it because this man finally realized that his clothes were so poor?

"His Royal Highness looks best in black."

After that, Ye Xuwan put a black robe on the table for Mo Yunzheng to see, and Mo Yunzheng raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't that blue dress look good before?"

Ye Xuwan was stunned for two seconds, and her thoughts drifted back to the scene where Mo Yunzheng confessed his love. Ye Xuwan blushed for a long time, glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, and said nothing.

It’s really a matter of which pot should not be opened.

"Ah."

Mo Yunzheng lowered his eyes and smiled softly: "I have picked out Gu's clothes, what is more suitable for Little Yezi to wear."

Ye Xuwan was stunned: "Of course a slave wears slave clothes."

"But you are not just a slave. How can the second young lady of the Ye family wear this dress?"

"If you don't mind, Gu Mingren will make you a long dress. The goose yellow one from before is very nice."

Ye Xuwan took a breath of cold air. He seemed to feel a murderous aura that seemed to be there or not?
What do you mean, do you want to reveal her identity? What is the difference between this and giving a death order?

"Your Highness! This is what I like to wear. Please don't treat me like a woman. I still have nothing to do."

As she said that, she even showed Mo Yunzheng the muscles she didn't have at all.

Mo Yunzheng didn't say anything. He seemed to be thinking about something in his mind and asked her to continue changing his clothes.

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The banquet began, and almost everyone in the palace participated. Naturally, the prince from a neighboring country had to show his utmost respect when he was a guest.

Food, singing and dancing, everything was available. The emperor sat in the palace, squinting his eyes and smiling at the singing and dancing music. "By the way, how is Song'er's arm?"

Concubine Lin on the side paused her hands, the guilt in her eyes fleeting, and then she put on a gentle look and nodded.

"Much better, but the doctor said it may take some time to fully recover."

The emperor frowned: "Which assassin dared to assassinate our eldest prince? He was so bold."

Concubine Lin nodded, and she nuzzled towards the emperor.

"My concubine has not been able to sleep well these past few days, nor can she eat well. She is worried about Song'er's health day and night, and I, the mother-in-law, feel uncomfortable too."

The emperor heard the implication of Lin Guifei's words, but after what happened before, he was still a little foreign to Lin Guifei.

"I know. When I get back, I will order someone to deliver two supplements to your palace."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something.

"The assassin hasn't been caught yet?"

Concubine Lin was not in a hurry after her inner thoughts were revealed. She nodded with tears in her eyes.

"No, if the murderer is caught, the emperor must make the decision for Song'er."

"Song'er is still young, if he really becomes disabled..."

"rest assured."

The emperor comforted her and interrupted Concubine Lin: "Song'er is also my child, and I will never let him suffer this injustice in vain."

When the song ended, the dancers in the audience left the stage. Zique drank the wine in the glass in front of her and watched the dance in trance.

Yuandao sat next to him without drinking any alcohol, but he drank a lot of tea in front of him.

"Brother Yuandao, have a drink and enjoy yourself. Drink a little." Zique rubbed his body next to Yuandao and whispered.

"I've drank too much these past few days, and so have you. Drinking too much is harmful to your health."

As Yuandao spoke, his eyes unconsciously glanced towards Empress De Fei. He saw Xinyang looking over from time to time. He lowered his head when he noticed that Yuandao was also looking this way.

"You really have nothing to do with Princess Xinyang this morning?"

"What are you thinking, who do you think I am?"

Zique curled his lips in dissatisfaction, like a child whose toy had been robbed.

"And if she really wanted something, why would she come so early in the morning? Night is a good time, isn't it?"

Yuandao seemed to have heard something, and looked at Zique with some surprise: "You mean..."

"I'm afraid this child had toss and turn all night before she came up with this bad idea. She is still too young after all. This method is not suitable for her, nor is it suitable for me. Before coming to sacrifice, you must at least understand who the other person is, right? "

"What's more, she is Mo Yunzheng's sister. Not to mention that I have agreed not to get married to him, even if there is nothing like that, how dare I touch her easily."

Yuandao snorted softly: "Do you really want to?"

"How can it be."

Zique denied it repeatedly: "Brother Yuandao, I'm really sad when you do this."

Yuandao placed the teacup in his hand and looked sideways at Zique, his eyes meaningful.

"But Princess Xinyang must have other thoughts about you. From the beginning of the banquet until now, her eyes have never left your body."

If Yuandao hadn't said anything, Zique really wouldn't have noticed. Xinyang's little face was still red, and he had goosebumps all over his body when he looked at him.

What is this called? Isn't romantic debt a bit inappropriate?

"no way."

Zique bowed his hands and said, "Who told your third prince to be so charming?"