My princess always wants me to usurp the throne

Chapter 887
As the night fell, the Su Mansion was completely quiet.

Only in the lobby, the lights were brightly lit, and chatter and laughter could be heard faintly.

As soon as Shen Qianxia walked to the door, she saw Wang Xiluo walking towards her. Regarding what happened last night, she acted as if it never happened.

Still dignified and elegant, with a smiling face: "Miss Shen, they are all in the lobby, let's go in and have a look together."

Shen Qianxia is not a narrow-minded person either, since you can pretend, so can I: "Please go ahead."

After saying that, she looked back coldly, stepped over the threshold and stepped in.

Wang Xiluo was startled, then followed in.

There were not many people in the lobby, but the voices of the father and daughter of Dingbei Hou were relatively loud.

Rong Zhan and Situ Che whispered a few words, and when they saw Shen Qianxia, ​​they stood up at the same time.

Mochizuki untied Shen Qianxia's cloak and stepped aside.

The lobby is warm like a spring day.

On the burning fire, there are two altars of wine. The rich aroma of the wine can instantly arouse the interest of drinking.

Shen Qianxia said with a smile: "Master Hou is really in a good mood, no wonder the Seventh Prince and Mr. Dongli are staying in this room, and they don't want to go out."

Su Jing said frankly: "This is also the kindred spirit to have a good taste. The so-called wine is too rare to meet a bosom friend."

Shen Qianxia approached Rong Zhan, there was always a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes never left her.

She greeted a few people and sat down.

Su Guo echoed her father's words: "The wine in our family's collection has a good taste. As soon as the jug was opened, everyone came here smelling the fragrance."

The wine is really fragrant.

Shen Qianxia smiled sideways and asked, "Are you greedy for the wine from Beihou's family?"

Both Rong Zhan and Situ Che laughed without saying a word.

Su Jing took a pot and filled a few cups: "The wine can be brewed again, but there is not much time to get together with everyone like this."

Dingbeihou is also a man of temperament, and Rong Zhan is a comrade-in-arms, so the relationship is naturally closer.

Sitting next to her, Wang Xiluo felt slightly embarrassed, no matter where she sat or walked, she was always the extra one.

She could only get close to Marquis Dingbei: "Uncle Su, my father also has a few jars of wine in his collection. If you have a chance, you can taste it while playing chess. It must be very pleasant."

Su Jing quickly waved his hand: "I'm an amateur at chess, and the Seventh Prince is an expert. If they play chess, it will be an expert duel."

These words hit Wang Xiluo's heart, she said with a smile: "My father misses the days when he played chess with the Seventh Prince, and always looks forward to a duel again."

"There must be a chance in the future."

Su Jing handed the wine bottles to everyone: "Come, come, drink."

He changed the subject carelessly, and offered a toast first.

Rong Zhan asked Shen Qianxia: "Want to drink?"

Shen Qianxia thought for a moment, then shook her head: "I feel a little uncomfortable, so let's just stop drinking."

When Rong Zhan heard this, his eyes tightened: "What's wrong with you?"

She smiled faintly: "It's just a little crowded. Maybe the extremely cold place in North Vietnam is not suitable for me."

"Then what should we do? You go back to Yecheng or Yunyang first?"

Rong Zhan's tone was obviously worried.

Shen Qianxia's heart trembled, and she said softly: "Wait a few days, don't you have important things? I can still hold on, Luo Yaowang said that I can stay for two months."

Rong Zhan restrained his raging thoughts and fell silent.

Obtaining the poison king is already on the line.

He thought that dispelling Gu was the most important thing at the moment, but suddenly realized that she might not be used to this place.

(End of this chapter)