The villain king really doesn't want to rebel

It's time for Wen Zibo to hold a banquet.

Wen Yan put on a luxurious suit and entered the palace in a sedan chair.

Seeing the past along the way, the palace was brightly lit, crowded with people, eunuchs and maids could not hide their smiles, it seemed that it was really festive.

Walking into the side hall, the prince stood guard in front of the door and led the way for her.

In the main hall, Wen Zibo was already standing in a lacquered gold dragon robe with his hands behind his back, and the Empress Dowager was sipping tea on the seat beside her.

Wen Zibo looked at the young girl who entered in the night, her handsome face exuded gentle warmth, his own sister was like a beautiful rose plant, and the man's eyes couldn't hide his satisfaction.

"A rare banquet, enjoy it later."

Wen Yan said "yes".

They sat in sedan chairs and arrived in front of the "Dian of Guanghe" and passed the Langfang outside the palace wall. There was a dense crowd, and all the officials were already waiting outside the palace.

The queen followed the queen mother to sit behind the scenes, Wen Zibo sat down on the dragon chair, and Wen Yan walked to his seat.

After several people were seated, the prince announced the decree loudly.

The band on the side began to play music, and the decree was passed on all the way, and the ministers waiting outside the palace were also let go one by one.

Wen Yan drank the warm plum wine on his desk, it tasted sweet but not astringent.Speaking of which, she has been fond of sweets since she was a child, and doesn't like the pungentness of spirits, presumably this was specially prepared by the emperor's brother.

Soon there was movement at the palace gate.

Wen Yan was sipping the wine on her own, when she heard footsteps approaching from far and near, someone had already entered the palace.

In Daliang, officials of the fourth rank and above are eligible to enter the hall to participate in the banquet, and officials of the fifth rank and below can only stand outside the hall.At this time, you can be the first one to come in, and you don't need to look up to know who it is.

She heard Wen Zibo's majestic voice.

"Aiqing, live in peace, you are the hero of this banquet, there is no need to be formal, enjoy it."

"Thank you Lord Ron."

The clear voice is almost the same as before.

Wen Yan's thoughts wandered for a moment, and then she heard footsteps coming towards her, and they were getting closer.

The girl in the seat propped her cheeks and yawned, looking tired and sleepy.

Wen Yan didn't raise his eyes until the man was confirmed to be seated.The white sleeves of the clothes were passing her eyes, and the smell of green plum wine was strong, but Wen Yan still smelled the cold fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the corner of the clothes.

It's quite fragrant... Wen Yan's thoughts wandered for a moment.

I remember the last time I saw Luo Hanjue in a teahouse, what she felt more was the sharpness of a general.

Dressed in black armor, although her face was beautiful, Wen Yan was shocked to see that the corner of her coat was broken and stained with blood.Instinctively, Luo Hanjue's evil spirit was too heavy, and it even overshadowed the beauty's appearance.

Not to mention being afraid, she hadn't felt any psychological pressure when she met Luo Hanjue's cold, sword-like eyes, but at this moment, Wen Yan found that this cold-faced woman seemed to be a little different in other things.

As for where the differences lie, we have to take a closer look.

The girl thought so, and swallowed the warm wine in her mouth.

Afterwards, Marquis Dingyuan and Shizi also walked in.After saluting, Wen Yongning sat behind Wen Yan.

Although she didn't know if it was her illusion, Wen Yan always felt that he was walking strangely in those few glances.

Soon, the jug on Wen Yan's table was replaced with a new one.

Gradually, all the officials gathered, and the banquet was fully prepared.

Changing the music one by one, Wen Yan is mostly boring, except for drinking, just watching the performances of those gentle maikos on the field, but in her eyes maikos are not good-looking, so Wen Yan chooses to gradually Let go of herself.

It seems to outsiders that King Zhong'an has been rumored to be arty, but in fact Wen Yan is not very interested in these song and dance poems.

But it is not so in the eyes of others.

Wen Yongning is so desperate to get into the food pile now, God knows that the moment he saw Luo Hanjue, he wanted to grab his father's leg and beg his old father to take him away.

The terrified Shizi thought to himself that nothing would happen, otherwise if the consequences were serious, he would definitely have a bad life in the future.

Later, when Wen Yongning raised his head for the first time, he saw Wen Yan's eyes were straight, as if he had never seen a woman before, like a hook, but his eyes were close to the body of a maiko.

Sure enough, as he expected, Luo Hanjue, that old-fashioned person who always talked about etiquette, justice, and shame, was about to crush the fresh fruit in his hand.

Wen Yan knew nothing, she only cared about wine.When she raised her hand again, she found that the glass was empty, and she waited for another drink.A cold voice sounded from the side, "Your Highness, what kind of wine are you drinking?"

Actually accosted her?

Wen Yan changed his hand to support his head and looked at Luo Hanjue, the wine was shaking heavily.

Her tone was a little teasing, and the corners of her peach-blossom eyes were a little watery, which made the brightly lit hall even more colorful.

"Oh? Why is General Luo so interested in what this king holds?"

Luo Hanjue spoke to her but didn't look sideways, facing the orchid who was sitting upright and watching the dance in the center, as if she was really asking casually, just curious.

Wen Yan heard her say again:

"I just watched His Royal Highness King An refill the wine glass by glass. It seems that this wine suits His Royal Highness's taste."

"It's just plum wine, hasn't the general ever drank it?"

Wen Yan shook the wine glass, the clear wine swayed gently in the glass, and the ending sound rose slightly with little ripples.

Frivolous and ambiguous.

Luo Hanjue's fingers moved slightly.

Afterwards, Wen Yan listened to the person beside him answering her sternly.

"There is a shortage of materials at the border, and the soldiers can only find some spirits by searching for loot. However, the taste of those drinks is rough and too spicy, and they are used to warm the body. Naturally, they are not as good as those in the hands of His Highness. The minister watched His Highness drink Such relish must be an excellent taste."

Wen Yan knew that it would be inappropriate to laugh at this time, but she couldn't hold it back, probably because she found it a little funny when the Lord accused Sang and scolded Kui face to face.

Finally, Wen Yan uttered a few words in a drawn out tone,

"really……"

"Delicious."

This weird conversation ends here.

After that, Wen Yan didn't pay any more attention to the movement beside him.

It was also at the moment when the voice just fell, the ethereal music of the prelude became more twists and turns, and there was another batch of beauties on the field.

Wen Yan turned his head to look, and saw a few beautiful orchids dressed in style.The waist is so soft that it can turn a thousand times, and the beautiful eyes behind the curtain are also charming and moving, which is a good way to add to the fun.

His Highness Wang An, who was only under the throne, booed again and again, and then shouted, "More." Zha, maybe who can smile more subtly than the other.

At the banquet afterwards, the girl was very heroic and drank along with the crowd. She didn't know that the wine was spilled on her body, and she indulged herself in the corner of her clothes, but she still didn't respond.

After drinking for three rounds, the fruit plate in front of Wen Yan was also empty, so she sat back on the futon, closed her eyes and was slightly drunk.

Wen Yan held the wine glass, ready to put it in the mouth again.

When his hand was halfway up in the air, His Highness Wang An's hand froze.

She opened her eyes and asked, "General, what are you going to do?"

"Your Highness, it's too much." The man who pressed her arms and shoulders remained calm, as if he had no thoughts about what he was doing at the moment, and he was also fearless.

It seemed that she was really trying to stop her from drinking, so she stopped her.

Wen Yan blinked a few times, her hand continued to move up, still motionless.Going down is still difficult.

She didn't know anymore, this guy Luo Hanjue neither let her let her go nor let her take it down.This guy in front of him is really daring to be so rude, and he still doesn't know what King An's name is in the court.

If the latter...

When the eyelids reopened, Wen Yan's glazed pupils were already clear, completely devoid of the sensual, chaotic and absurd nonsense just now.Wen Yan didn't have an attack, just raised his eyebrows and nodded.

She asked again: "So what does General Luo mean?"

Luo Hanjue didn't let go, but went down Wen Yan's arm and shoulders. The movements were too dexterous and smooth.

Wen Yan thought that if it wasn't for the suit on her body, it would have made it easier for this "thief" to act recklessly. Today, the suit Qianchun made for her took off the outermost layer of cloak, and the inside was just a lavender coat.

Made of silk, it is very fine, and it feels natural and smooth.

Wen Yan felt the extra hand on his body, but he didn't intend to take it away at all.Her eyes froze.This time, Wen Yan took this rebellious minister squarely.

Who knew that this light glance made her dazed.

Liang people admired the style of beauty, not to mention that the seedlings from the royal family are all outstanding. Nowadays, people with bad looks, regardless of civil or military, are not famous on the imperial examination list.

Wen Yan was born in a noble family, and he has seen many beauties since he was a child.Especially in this harem, the first emperor was a lustful and romantic person, and there were countless beauties, each with their own merits.

Over time, Wen Yan also somewhat prefers those who are softer and more beautiful.It just so happens that most of the people around her are such good skins, Wen Yongning is also because he followed his mother's appearance more, otherwise she would not be able to tolerate his troubles.

But Luo Hanjue was different.

Watching quietly this time made Wen Yan figure out some of the clan's hobbies.Those guys are very proud of raising those alien teenagers in private.

None of these things are private.

Wen Yan has always been dismissive. Although she is famous and hangs out a lot, there are some things she doesn't want to touch. A few short-sighted guys even wanted to stuff people in her yard a few years ago.

It's good to be a perfect person now.

But in front of Luo Hanjue, Wen Yan suddenly felt:

Foreigners seem to be good, at least among those she has seen, Luo Hanjue should be the best among them.

Wen Yan looked at her, and Luo Hanjue turned his head slightly, her beauty was ready to be seen.Luo Hanjue's eyebrows and eyes are mixed with the delicateness of the Central Plains, and the relatively complete foreign blood shows the excellent combination of the two bloodlines.

Her face is fair, but not as pale as her own, her nose bridge is also straight, her two brows are pressed against a pair of sharp eyes at the corners of her tail, when she looks at her, her thick long eyelashes don't shake at all, she is just like the deity in silence, simply Like a quaint rock.

Looking at the clean and sharp outlines of the people around him, Wen Yan was a little curious. The skin color of the people who lived in that cold and miserable place all year round was not tanned.

She didn't block her gaze, she slipped down the tip of his nose and looked at the female general's hair.Luo Hanjue's long hair was not tied up at the moment, it was scattered over her shoulders, and only a long wooden hairpin was loosely tied. Different from her flowing straight hair, Luo Hanjue's hair was slightly curled, like a Seaweed is generally dense.

Presumably it was caused by her mother in a foreign land,

Just now, I thought that the high-nosed and deep-eyed orchids on the field were not to my liking, but on Luo Hanjue's body, it showed another exotic style.

Wen Yan choked up.She suddenly realized that in just this short period of time, after looking at this woman a few more times, the slight anger she felt when she was offended actually improved a lot.

Damn it, could it be because of the face?

The girl put the wine cup back on her lap, and Luo Hanjue withdrew her hand.

The sweet and sour liquor slowly volatilizes its green allure over time.

Wen Yan looked down at the halo in the cup, and the halo shook slightly.After a long time, she came up with a wonderful idea.

When the wine is three-point full, people are also in full swing.

All of a sudden, the little prince propped one leg up on Luo Hanjue's shoulder, and the woman who was being used as a pillar didn't speak, and didn't even frown, and followed Wen Yan's sudden pull in very well.

Only the system yelled silently in consciousness, shameless old thief, you are actually going to fuck!

Wen Yan teased in a loose tone on purpose: "General Luo, you are a hero among women and you have become a hero of our leader. If you don't talk about it in the future, I guess this history will mention a few good things about you. Today's banquet is also specially for you. of."

"What does your Highness mean?" Luo Hanjue said softly.

"That's what I said just now, but with just a bottle of plum wine, this king will satisfy the general's wish."

Wen Yan picked up the wine bottle and shook it vigorously, so that others could hear the sound of no liquid shaking in the bottle, pretending to be a pity, "But this king's bottle is empty, so what should I do?"

Luo Hanjue didn't say a word, she raised her hand and was about to let the maid serve a pot of warm wine.

Wen Yan naturally wouldn't let her succeed.When the body was tilted, this lazy bone was almost sent to someone else's arms, but the beautiful Wang An seemed to be unconscious, teasing with a playful smile.

On the top is the woman's sharp and beautiful facial features. With Wen Yan's hand raised, her half-drunk wine glass was fed to Luo Hanjue's mouth. She seemed to be really drunk.While laughing frivolously, he said, "You don't need to be so troublesome, if the general doesn't mind..."

Luo Hanjue turned her head to one side, her black hair sweeping her shoulders, the two of them were already close to face to face, the female general stared fixedly at someone who was about to lean on her body without knowing it, lying flat on her clothes The hands between the sleeves clenched into fists.

"...How about, general, do you want to taste this cup in this king's hand?"

The frivolous and casual tone made Wen Yongning almost spit wine.

He has already started to prepare to collect his body, and when a fight breaks out, he, a weak man, can't help anyone.

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows and watched Luo Hanjue's gaze fall on his wine glass for a long time without saying a word. The admiration in his heart just now condensed like frost, like eternal ice.It might be that the wrists holding the glass started to feel sore, Wen Yan guessed that maybe it was too long of silence, maybe it was Luo Hanjue's incomprehensible amorous feelings, she suddenly lost her sense, and she didn't know why she would tease Luo Hanjue impulse.

The little prince just wanted to withdraw his hand and said a few trash words to ease the atmosphere.

The moment he closed his hands, the light source in front of Wen Yan disappeared. To be precise, it was covered by a large piece of cloth that came out of nowhere and looked familiar, and it was a big movement from under his body.

Wen Yan didn't know what Luo Hanjue was doing, before she asked.In the next second, the rich cold fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus invaded her private space.

Inexplicably, the tip of Wen Yan's tongue began to feel sour.

In her eyes, it was Luo Hanjue who suddenly raised his sleeve to block them, and leaned towards her inexplicably.

Already very close...their distance.

Wen Yan slightly clenched his fingers around the wine glass.

Isn't this guy too clueless?Why, you can get so close to outsiders!

Luo Hanjue didn't care, she just wanted to lean towards the little guy who toasted to her and smiled arrogantly at her.She has endured it for a long time.At the same time, she didn't miss Wen Yan's movements.When they got very close, just looking into the cup, Luo Hanjue couldn't help feeling amused.

His hands were shaking so frighteningly that he went to tease others.

Wen Yan's back tightened, and she wanted to spare some time to look at the rest, but she was surrounded tightly by people, no matter what she tried, Wen Yan found that it was useless.

The ripples in his hand became more and more rippling, circle after circle, forming a knot.

The slightly cool fingertips slid across the back of Wen Yan's hand and lingered to the cuff joint, and the touch underneath was a straightforward stalemate.

The woman in white with black hair kept offending Wen Yan with her pretty face.She didn't speak until the end of the dragging, and Wen Yan's push away was only at the next step, Luo Hanjue bowed her head.The warm and fair skin is even more dazzling against the dark color, and the fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus scent is even more arrogant.

Wen Yan swallowed his saliva, and looked away in embarrassment.

The next moment, Wen Yan's fingertips were covered with moist softness.

Wen Yan blinked, looking at his index finger holding the wine glass.

It must be an illusion, this guy Luo Hanjue will never have the quirk of biting other people's fingers.

But when she raised her head again, this beauty who was close at hand, her unpainted brows and eyes were as pale and clear as falling snow.After what happened just now, the snow girl became more and more transparent in her eyes, and finally firmly grasped all of Wen Yan's attention.

The little prince went down again.

Within a short distance, Luo Hanjue's shallow breathing and hers were intertwined in the small space, making no distinction between you and me.

At this distance, she can count how many eyelashes Qing Luo Hanjue has.Wen Yan lowered his eyes, watching her lips stained with alcohol slowly spit out two words.

"So sweet."

With a slight exhalation while speaking, the sweet and sour taste of green plums spread between the two of them.

Luo Hanjue withdrew and sat back in his seat, with a breezy and carefree look.Wen Yan also looked straight ahead with no expression on his face.

By coincidence, the two should drink, drink, and eat.

As if nothing had happened.

Wen Yan pressed his index finger, just now this place was inexplicably itchy, Wen Yan didn't know the reason.

All she knew was that the itching was hard to get rid of.

Something seemed to grow on the index finger, opened from the bone marrow, and wrapped tightly around his heart, and it was not under the control of reason for a while.

Wen Yan pinched it with his nails.

——Relieves itching.

But the strange itching that rose from his heart quietly took root.

The wine was empty again.

The moment he put down the wine glass, Wen Yan touched his ears, and the drum music continued to resound throughout the hall, and the melody was no longer in his ears.

In the second half of the banquet, Wen Yan ate and drank on his own, and drank intermittently, never looked around, and Luo Hanjue never spoke to Wen Yan again.

What Wen Yan didn't know was that the unsmiling General Luo quietly brushed his long hair a few times, and buried his red ears in the deepest part of his hair.

As for Wen Yongning, he had already escaped from this suffocating space, and went to drink with other grandpas and have a poem.