Chapter 107
Yan Liu was dumbfounded.

What is he laughing at?
I was puzzled at first, but after he walked past and heard what he asked 22, I knew what he was laughing at...

"22! Is my smile handsome? Is there any deep meaning? She must have a good impression of me, right! I don't look like a fool, do I~"

22 At this time, I don't want to hit his self-confidence that he doesn't know where it came from, so as to avoid him not wanting to do the task after it gets hit later.

"Yes! It's so handsome! The fairies above the nine heavens in the upper world will be fascinated by a mortal body when they see it!"

Strange...

So Shen Ke walked over with this honeyed confidence.

The maid here looked at Yan Liu a little puzzled, thinking that she didn't know Shen Ke.

"Miss, that is the current Fifth Prince, the current Prince Shen, who is also one of the draft picks today."

"But Miss, don't look at Prince Shen's good-looking skin. In fact, he was already stupid before. Now he can't take care of himself. His former subordinate, General Lin, has been taking care of him."

It means that my young lady is so good, she must not be humiliated by a fool.

According to the rules of this world, even if the imperial concubine could not bear the ceremony of Yanliu, Yanliu still cooperated with her.

But on the way, he met the imperial concubine.

"My lady, what's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well? What are you still doing in a daze! Find someone to find the imperial doctor! Help your lady down!"

I have everything, and there are people who write poems for everything. I have existed since before Pangu opened the sky, and I am still constantly in touch with new things.

"Is it a girl from the Prime Minister Yan's family? It's really a symbol. I think that Ben Gong and your mother were close friends in the boudoir. Why didn't Ben Gong give birth to a girl with such a symbol like you?"

In the words of mortals, it is called living and learning.

Yan Liu covered her mouth with a handkerchief, looking shocked, and the maid was also very cooperative with her lady, and supported her, for fear that her legs would be weak.

The maid looked at the time and pinched it. When the banquet was half an hour away, she called Yan Liu to the banquet.

"Niangniang praised."

His legs and feet were weak, and he immediately fell to his knees, bowing down to the banquet willow in a kneeling manner.

After the ritual was over, the imperial concubine felt that something was wrong with her, and her heartbeat was very fast, as if it had been raised in her throat.

But the smile spreading from the corner of his mouth was still unstoppable to be seen by the servant girl.

But Yan Liu didn't like her.

In order for her son to marry a good-looking and talented girl, the imperial concubine really started talking nicely as soon as she got started.

Yan Liu lowered her head, continued to look at the collection of poems in her hand, looked at these human products, and felt that the world was really too big.

Although, I will not grow old.

Yan Liu also wanted to laugh when she heard it, but she held back because of the dispensable character design.

Yan Liu pretended to be scared and took a step back.

After the imperial concubine was helped down, the two playwright masters and servants got back to normal.

"Miss, the one just now is the second prince's biological mother, the biggest empress in the palace, empress imperial concubine."

After saying this, the maid felt that the explanation was not enough, so she added something.

"This empress and our wife are not close friends in the boudoir, but just attended a few banquets together, so we can't say a few words at all."

(End of this chapter)

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