famous moon

Chapter 523
Huang Zhiyuan chuckled, took out a jug of wine from the carriage, and said, "Come on, let's have a drink first, how about it?"

"I don't like drinking in the carriage, it's too boring."

"Then I'll drink it myself."

"No, I want to too."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and snatched the jug from Huang Zhiyuan's hand, Xiumei slightly raised his eyebrows, and said, "I want to drink some wine to kill bacteria."

Just now, her lips were invaded wantonly by him. Although the feeling is really good, she hasn't gotten used to it yet, and always feels that she needs to disinfect it, otherwise, it will be very weird.

It's not that I despise him for being dirty, it's just that there is something strange in my heart.

Maybe it's because I'm not used to it.

Huang Zhiyuan just smiled, but didn't say anything, the wine exuded a crystal luster on his lips.

The carriage stopped in front of the gate of the Zhang Mansion, and the long river of autumn water had come down in front of Pearl, Pearl opened the door of the carriage and said, "Your Highness, miss, please get out of the carriage."

Getting off the carriage, Lin Qinghe took a look at Zhang's mansion. It was very rich. Those officials in the imperial court lived in luxury courtyards and ate delicacies from mountains and seas. The house was full of gold and silver, wine pools and meat groves, and servants in groups. Wives and concubines get together.

How do they know how miserable the poor people who are starving and freezing on the roadside are living.

The butler of the Zhang Mansion led them to the banquet hall with a smile on their faces. There was an opera troupe singing, and the invited troupe was a very famous opera troupe in the capital, and they were singing a relatively new birthday opera.

Those who come to the mansion are all dignitaries from the court, or rich men from the capital, in short, they are all from the upper class.

Many of them knew Lin Qinghe, so they all had great respect for Lin Qinghe, and some people were discussing why Lin Qingfu didn't come, and someone immediately explained why Lin Qingfu didn't come. He became a vixen, so he was sent to a nunnery to become a nun.

The people who spoke were all shaking their heads and gesticulating with their hands and feet, as if they had seen everything with their own eyes.

Naturally, Lin Qinghe didn't want to argue with these people. Besides, what they said was to praise Lin Qinghe and demote Lin Qingfu. The second wife hasn't had a fit yet, so what is she worrying about?

While eating snacks and drinking tea, Huang Zhiyuan had disappeared, and he didn't know where he went for a stroll, but that's true, he was a man, and he was also a prince, so naturally it was impossible for him to sit at the same table with the second lady and the others. Seats for male guests.

As he was thinking about it, he saw a familiar figure walking in slowly. His beautiful face was clear and plain, but it also had a special charm.

Lin Qinghe couldn't help but smile in her heart, she must be the person Huang Zhiyuan was looking for.

At first, she thought it was Huang Xiao Ling, but unexpectedly, it was her.

Royal English.

That is Huang Changkang's younger sister, Princess Yonghe.

Huang Chaoying was accompanied by two nuns and two palace maids, and she was dressed very casually, without deliberately dressing herself up, but even so, it was enough to make her attract the attention of the whole hall.

Even without makeup, she is so beautiful. Few of the ladies present can compare with her. Even if she surpasses her in beauty, the aura emanating from her body is so powerful that it is invincible.

Huang Chaoying glanced at Lin Qinghe and smiled, and Lin Qinghe also smiled at her, their eyes met, and their hearts were clear.

Lin Qinghe was still sitting there quietly, but she was thinking in her heart whether the second lady would make a move today, and if so, she didn't know what trick she was playing.

(End of this chapter)