Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

It’s King Xuan’s birthday, and all the invited people have arrived.

The scene was even more lively than the last palace banquet.

"Prince Ding, Princess Ding is here!"

Snowflakes were falling, and a loving couple was walking on the snow.

The man was dressed in black brocade clothes today. He had an upright posture and was as handsome as a god. His almost perfect face had a hint of laziness and seemed to reveal a sense of laziness and wantonness. His whole body had a noble and powerful aura.

The woman was dressed in an exquisite light-colored palace dress with a snow-like fur cloak on the outside. Her sleeves fluttered in the wind. Her beautiful face was expressionless and her indifferent eyes always carried a hint of alienation. However, her peerless and stunning appearance was indeed worthy of the title of the most beautiful woman in the world.

When two people are together, they form the most beautiful scenery.

It's a match made in heaven.

But this pleasing scene greatly stimulated someone.

Princess Ningxi clenched her palms, listening to the whispers of praise such as "a perfect match" and "a perfect couple" coming from all around her, and watching the man carefully caring for the woman beside him, the jealousy in her heart spread uncontrollably.

An Ran, let you be proud for a while.

If you wait past tonight, you will lose everything!

"Ning Xi."

Prince Duan next to her called her.

Remind her to be more restrained.

"I'll pay attention."

Princess Ningxi said coldly.

Seeing that she was no longer staring at the two people, Prince Duan also withdrew his gaze.

Tonight, he knew that his sister had other ideas, but he just pretended not to know and did not intend to intervene or stop her. If she succeeded, it would be great, but if she failed, it would not be a big deal.

After all, the imperial concubine in the palace had long fallen out of favor.

Ning Xi is no longer of much use to me, so I don't need to bother with her.

"Fifth brother and sister-in-law are here. What a rare guest. Please come this way."

As the protagonist of the banquet, Prince Xuan had a warm smile on his face and looked very kind, showing his hospitality as a good host.

"Fourth brother."

Mo Chen responded coldly.

Then, he took Lan Qian's hand and sat down together.

Lan Qian noticed that jealous look as soon as she came in, but she didn't take it to heart. She wasn't even interested in looking over there. After so many times, she already knew who it was.

Naturally, Mo Chen had noticed it a long time ago.

He leaned slightly against the chair, his expression a little lazy, and he had regained his usual casualness and laxity. However, his eyes, which were shining with cold light, seemed to glance at Princess Ningxi inadvertently, and the coldness in his eyes deepened.

[Host, there is a plan against you tonight. ]

As the banquet was about to start, Xiaotuanzi still gave a diligent reminder.

"understood."

Lan Qian just replied indifferently.

As for who were the people and how the plan was made, she didn't ask.

Seeing this, Xiaotuanzi felt very relieved.

As expected, the host doesn't need its help, so it can just watch the show with peace of mind!

"Your Highness, I wish you a happy birthday."

The heroine Lan Ying has also arrived.

Her target has always been King Xuan, and this time, she also carefully prepared a birthday gift.

It’s a pity that the goddess has the intention but the king does not.

"Thank you, Princess Jingping."

King Xuan asked someone to accept the gift.

Although his expression was gentle, he was just going through the motions. After all, the relationship between the two was only Prince Xuan of Xuelan Kingdom and Princess Jingping of Li'an Kingdom.

Lan Ying felt this particularly clearly.

After so many days, they still haven't made any progress.

He obviously didn't dislike her.

"You're welcome."

She could only smile and say.

His palms were clenched tightly, venting his resentment.

But helplessly, Lan Ying could only go to her seat. She swept her eyes across the people in the hall and paused for a moment on Lan Qian, making her more determined about tonight's plan.

All the guests have arrived.

The main event of the evening is about to begin.

"My fellow royal family members, my ministers," Prince Xuan stood up, holding up his wine glass. His expression was gentle, humble and polite as always, and there was no fault in his etiquette. "Thank you all for coming to my birthday banquet."

He drank the glass of wine, and then continued:

"As everyone knows, my father has been ill recently, so this banquet should not have been held. Fortunately, I found Taoist Master Zhang, who is known as the 'half-immortal', by chance, and invited him to pray for my father."

"Daozhang Zhang?"

Prince Duan interrupted him and asked doubtfully.

“I wonder if this Taoist master is really as magical as the rumors say?”

"Don't worry, Second Brother," Prince Xuan was not displeased at being interrupted, "Master Zhang's ability is well known to the world. He has indeed saved many people in the past few years."

The King of Qi, who was sitting on the other side, also spoke:

"Whether it's true or not, it's good that Fourth Brother is filial to Father. Second Brother doesn't need to worry about it."

This... means he has no filial piety?

Prince Duan's face darkened.

"Third brother, what you said is wrong. This is related to our father's health. How can we not be more cautious? If the Taoist's ability is fake, then Fourth brother has committed the crime of deceiving the emperor."

"Second brother, you are too serious. This is related to my father's health, so I will naturally be very cautious. Second brother, don't you hope that my father's condition will get better?"

King Xuan's tone became heavier.

No matter how good your temper is, you wouldn't dare to be labeled with those four words.

Prince Duan was furious:

"you--"

……

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly serious, but this one was Prince Duan, the other was Prince Qi, and there was also Prince Xuan... none of the ministers dared to speak. They either lowered their heads or secretly glanced at Prince Ding and the Seventh Prince who seemed to be out of the situation.

Hopefully they can mediate.

Of course, between the two of them, they rely more on Prince Ding.

However, His Royal Highness Prince Ding was busy feeding the princess dessert and seemed to have not noticed the dispute over there at all.

As for the Seventh Prince... he was fanning himself and watching the show?

I wonder if he isn’t cold in this winter?

In short, these two princes had no intention of making peace.

"Your Highnesses," after waiting for a long while, an old minister who was over fifty years old finally spoke up to persuade them, "This... the time is almost up, it is more important for the emperor to pray for you."

If there are steps, you naturally have to go down them.

"Mr. Zhou is right."

King Xuan said with a smile.

"Come here, please invite Taoist Zhang into the hall."

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man in a Taoist robe walked in. He had white hair and a white beard, and was holding a whisk hanging on his left arm. He looked like an immortal.

"I have met all the donors."

He bowed, neither humble nor arrogant.

It has quite a Taoist character.

Hearing the voice, Lan Qian took a look from her dessert break, but seeing the ordinary but pretentious attitude, she looked away.

"Are you still hungry?"

Mo Chen took another piece of cake.

He lowered his voice so only the two of them could hear it.

He came out before dinner tonight, and fearing that she would be hungry, he gave her some snacks to fill her stomach.

"Not hungry anymore."

Lan Qian looked at the pastry in his hand and shook her head.

I’m almost full.

Princess Ningxi saw the intimate posture of the two, and she could only grit her teeth, her palms almost digging into her flesh.

Over there, King Xuan raised his hand slightly.

"Master Zhang, there's no need to be so polite."

Then he looked at everyone and said, "The place for blessing is ready. Please follow me, Master Zhang."