My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 77
Liu Qilin looked at Rong Ye: "Your Highness, what does Seventh Prince mean?"

Rong Ye smiled faintly: "Who can guess what Uncle Seventh Emperor is thinking?"

"But Qian Xia is your candidate for concubine, isn't His Highness going to take care of it?"

Rong Ye was thoughtful, but remained silent.

Although Liu Qilin felt sorry for Shen Qianxia's experience, he did not dare to offend Rong Zhan.

He hoped that Rong Ye would be able to say a few words, but with a deep look on his face, he didn't seem to take Shen Qianxia seriously.

Liu Qilin turned his attention to Shen Qianxia again.

After a moment of silence, Rong Zhan flicked his sleeves and said in a low voice, "Go out with me, how you deal with it depends on your sincerity."

After saying that, he walked out calmly, Shen Qianxia heaved a sigh of relief, and followed closely behind.

Rather than being stared at by Liu Qilin and Rong Ye like prey, it's better to go out with Rong Zhan and be punished.

In order not to let the queen's thoughts succeed, Rong Zhan should be violent, it's better than being presented to Rong Ye by the queen.

Anyway, I don't want to face those Yingying and Yanyan, at least I won't be disgusted by following him out.

Such a lively occasion was full of flattery, and she didn't want to stay for a while.

So her steps became brisk.

Lu Yingying raised the corners of her lips: "If you offend the Seventh Prince, she will be half alive."

Gu Qingru smiled and said: "Don't some people like to act like sisters? This will be like a coward."

Lu Yingying smiled sweetly: "That's the seventh prince, forgive her for not daring to say a word."

The voices of the two were not loud, and the others couldn't hear them, but Shen Muxue, who was so close, still heard them all.

Shen Muxue's face changed rapidly.

They just flattered her not long ago, and now they are openly mocking her!

The queen restrained her expression, and said lightly: "Okay, let's continue the birthday banquet."

Songs and dances gradually started, and the servants of the Fuchu began to arrange dishes and set up banquets.

As soon as Rong Zhan left, everyone let go of their previous restraint and started drinking happily.

Rong Hao's tense nerves were relieved, and he said cheerfully: "Uncle Seventh Emperor really doesn't understand how to put such a beauty in place, he doesn't know how to pity her, and even threatens to punish her."

Rong Ye withdrew his gaze from the door, and a gentle smile curled up on the corner of his mouth: "I think it's getting more and more interesting."

Rong Hao nodded: "Those girls are quite interesting, you finally found out?"

Interesting is interesting, no matter how you like it, it is someone else's.

After a while, he approached Rong Ye, and said with great interest, "Recently, a new flower house opened in Shangjing, let's go and have a look someday?"

Rong Ye's brows were instantly stained with displeasure, and he didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

The banquet was going on in an orderly manner, and everyone had their own thoughts.

Wang Xiluo looked at the empress's complexion, and said with a slight smile, "I don't know how my aunt will evaluate us in a few days."

When the noble ladies heard this, they all turned their eyes away, this was what they were most concerned about.

The queen smiled slightly: "I heard that everyone has already demonstrated their talents during the Shangyuan Festival, so I will change to something else."

She didn't reveal much, and everyone was a little disappointed. Talent is what they are best at. If they were replaced by others, I'm afraid they would not have so much confidence.

Rong Ye was not interested in this, he was not interested in letting those women make gestures and wink.

Standing aside, Rong Hao felt his heart itching unbearably. For a while, he wondered if his prince and brother had some hidden disease, or was there a problem with his orientation?

Competing with that domineering Seventh Emperor Uncle, Rong Hao instantly felt that he was the most attractive to women.

Thinking of those beauties who threw themselves into his arms, he suddenly became distracted.

(End of this chapter)