The mistress was reborn and broke off the engagement, the regent cried and begged to marry into the

There was a lot of drinking at the table, and Shangguan Haitong quietly left.

Xie Qiuguang, who had been paying attention, noticed this and immediately found an excuse to leave.

Afterwards, another man and a woman left their seats.

They were not the protagonists of the night, so no one cared.

Shangguan Haitong was walking nearby when a eunuch quickly approached. Their eyes met and they understood each other.

Something was stuffed into Shangguan Haitong's hand, but he hid it without making a sound.

The eunuch did not stop and continued to walk forward. When he saw Xie Qiuguang, he saluted: "Your Majesty."

Shangguan Haitong stopped and looked back.

Xie Qiuguang nodded: "You have nothing to do here, go down."

The eunuch bowed and retreated.

Xie Qiuguang stepped forward with a smile: "Not used to banquets?"

Shangguan Haitong smiled and said, "I haven't participated in it for three years. I am not used to it. The noise makes my head hurt. I'll just take a walk. How about you?"

"It's too stuffy in there. I'm coming out to get some fresh air." Xie Qiuguang raised his hand to invite him in.

The two walked side by side, chatting as they moved forward.

Across the pond, a man and a woman looked over. Seeing this scene from afar, the woman twisted her handkerchief tightly.

The man looked at her worriedly, and seemed to have made a very important decision in his heart.

Several people returned to the table. The songs and dances had changed several times, and many people were still toasting General Wei.

Shangguan Haitong sat down and took a sip of tea.

At this time, the music stopped.

The man who had just returned walked to the middle and saluted: "Your Majesty, I would like to dance with a sword to entertain you. Please allow me to do so."

He was the son of Yiyong Hou, Chen Jingtao. At the age of nineteen, he was assigned a sinecure by his father.

The emperor agreed with a smile: "Okay, okay. Since you have the intention, I will naturally fulfill it."

The dancers retreated.

The eunuch brought a sword for performance. Chen Jingtao took it and turned around to swing it gracefully.

When it comes to sword dancing, laymen watch for the excitement while experts watch for the details.

The generals who had killed the enemy in battle certainly looked down upon him, but they would not slap someone in the face on the spot.

Chen Jingtao was handsome, and his sword dance was fancy. Many noble ladies took a fancy to him and smiled shyly with their hands covering their lips.

He didn't care about other people's opinions, and his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Zhu Yirou, the daughter of the Minister of Rites.

Unfortunately, people's attention was not on him.

There was a flash of disappointment in Chen Jingtao's eyes, but then he became more certain of what he was thinking.

The sword dance ended. The emperor led the applause: "Good, good. Reward."

Civil and military officials all agreed.

Chen Jingtao handed the sword back and knelt down to offer his services: "I have a request, and I hope Your Majesty will grant it."

"Oh? Tell me about it." The emperor was in a good mood and would agree to any request that was not excessive.

Chen Jingtao's eyes were firm: "I have been attracted to Shangguan Haitong from the Shangguan family for a long time. She has already finished her mourning period, and I beg the emperor to grant her marriage."

For a moment, the warm atmosphere cooled down.

Xie Qiuguang tightly grasped the wine glass, his eyes full of hostility.

Wei Dou looked at his master calmly, then glanced at the emperor's face. If the imperial decree granted the marriage...

Helan Jie and other familiar faces were extremely surprised. They had already assumed that the prince and Miss Shangguan were a couple...

They didn't understand why someone suddenly showed up and asked for marriage.

The emperor's smile faded a little: "Shangguan Haitong? I have some impression of this name..."

Shangguan Haitong stepped out of the line and saluted: "I, Shangguan Haitong, pay my respects to His Majesty."

Yao Buwei reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, she is the daughter of Shangguan Kui. She was brought to the palace to meet you two years ago."

"I have some impression." The emperor looked at him for a moment, "He asked for a marriage, what do you think?"

Shangguan Haitong lowered her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I have no idea. Marquis Yiyong's family is too high for me to marry, nor do I dare to marry him. The most important thing in marriage is to match the family background. My mother is already looking for a suitable candidate. Haitong would like to thank you for your kindness."

The emperor looked satisfied.

Chen Jingtao eagerly cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I have made up my mind. I will marry no one but Miss Shangguan in this life. I beg Your Majesty to grant my wish."

Shangguan Haitong's eyes turned cold.

The emperor looked a little unhappy, drank a sip of wine and said nothing.

Wei Dou stood up and clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, tonight is a welcoming banquet, how can I grant you a marriage? Young Master Chen is interested, and you can ask for marriage another day if you make great contributions. I just returned to the capital, and this is my first time to appear in front of the civil and military officials. Young Master Chen, please don't steal the limelight."

The joking tone eased the stiff and awkward atmosphere.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "I am tired. I will go back and rest first."

"Let's go--" Yao Buwei shouted as he helped the emperor leave.

The concubine Shu was accompanying him.

Chen Jingtao shouted hurriedly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

No one paid attention.

Shangguan Haitong asked quietly: "Mr. Chen and I have never met before, why are you asking for a marriage?"

Turning around, Chen Jingtao said as a matter of course: "Miss Shangguan, don't you feel that you and the prince are too close? One is unmarried, and the other has not yet married. How can this not lead to misunderstandings? How can you marry the prince? Just accept your fate."

Frowning slightly, Shangguan Haitong caught a glimpse of a woman approaching the prince from the corner of his eye: "Because of her?"

Chen Jingtao didn't say anything, which showed his agreement.

Shangguan Haitong laughed angrily: "It's ridiculous. If you like her, just come and ask for her hand in marriage. You are a loser and you still want to drag me into this. Chen Jingtao, I look like I'm easy to bully, don't I?"

"It's not unfair for you to marry into the Marquis's Mansion. I hope you can see it clearly sooner." Chen Jingtao stood up and left without looking back.

Accept your fate and see clearly. Shangguan Haitong stood up slowly. You are bullying her because she has no power, right?

Xie Qiuguang's eyes were full of worry, but he had to leave in public.

Shangguan Sitong ran over: "Sister, are you okay?"

"It's okay. Someone else is in trouble." Shangguan Haitong raised a barely perceptible sneer at the corner of his lips.

No longer in the mood to attend the banquet, the Shangguan family left the palace early. Everyone knew the reputation of the Yiyong Marquis's Mansion.

Yang Lanyi's face was filled with sorrow: "How can I marry into a place like that?"

Shangguan Kui didn't think so: "She is marrying up to marry into the Marquis's mansion. Others want to marry but can't."

"What do you know? No, I have to marry her off as soon as possible." Yang Lanyi was anxious.

Fortunately, the emperor did not agree to grant the marriage, so as long as his daughter was married off early, everything would be solved.

Return to the mansion.

Shangguan Haitong just walked in and turned around to give an order but saw the prince: "Why are you here?"

Xie Qiuguang took two steps closer and said, "I am worried about you. Father did not grant the marriage in public, which means he does not agree to this marriage."

"You know it again? I'm fine, you can go back." Shangguan Haitong sat down and rubbed his forehead.

Just because Chen Jingtao can’t get the emperor to grant him a marriage doesn’t mean that Marquis Yiyong can’t.

In the final analysis, Chen Jingtao's confidence comes from Yiyong Hou. So to prevent this, we must start from the root.

Xie Qiuguang stepped forward, half squatted and looked up: "I know you have your own ideas and you won't be bullied. I just can't bear to see you being wronged. If there is anything I can do, just tell me. Even if it means killing him, I won't refuse."

Shangguan Haitong looked at the person in front of him. The boy had grown up and his appearance had gradually become mature and steady.

Very close to the appearance of the previous life.

She smiled and shook her head: "I can handle it myself. Go back. Don't worry about me."

"Okay." Xie Qiuguang stood up and turned back when he reached the door, "You should also go to bed early."

Shangguan Haitong nodded. She watched the tall figure go away, overlapping with the figure from her previous life.