Before the banquet started, there was an unknown entanglement outside, which attracted everyone's attention.
This voice is very attractive when you hear it, but others are not familiar with it.
It doesn't matter if others are not familiar with it, Baili Yuan is familiar with it.
No delusion How did he come here Before Baili Yuan could think about it, there was a bang from outside, and then, the guard who was blocking the way outside was directly blasted into the hall and fell far away.
"Bold" The guards on both sides came out one after another, and their swords were unsheathed.
All the young talents looked eagerly at the door, waiting to see the excitement.
Dressed in red, he walked in gracefully.
The look between his brows and eyes was astonishing, and he clearly looked like a man, stunning everyone's eyes.
There is no concealment of arrogance in his eyebrows, which is enough to look down on the world.
"Who is this person?"
“Never seen it before” "It's a bit too good-looking."
Discussions arose one after another.
Xiao Qifan, who was sitting on the beam, grinned and held his chin with his fleshy little hands, looking at it with interest: "Uncle Wu Chi is here."
"Keep your voice down."
Wenren Qianjue was also very happy to see it, and she did not forget to tell her son not to do bad things: "He is no different from ordinary people.
It would be too easy for us to hide here."
"Yeah."
Qifan restrained his breath and took a closer look.
"Why is the Valley Master here?"
Obviously Baili Yuan was also very surprised.
She got the list of the banquet in advance.
There was no name named Wu Chi, but they were all noble children in the capital.
The emperor felt sorry for his daughter and wanted to love her before his eyes, but did not want her to marry far away.
In fact, Bailiyuan herself was not sure about her decision.
She was no longer perfect.
Getting married was not easy.
After Wu Chi walked in and glanced around, he felt something was wrong.
It seems like he's all male Why did Qianjue make an appointment with him here?
Seeing Wu Chi's slightly suspicious eyes, Baili Yuan also guessed that he might have gone to the wrong room.
Just as he was about to tell him which direction the Night Palace was, someone spoke below.
"Brother, it's just that you came late.
Why don't you sit down and wait for the princess to punish you?"
A young man from an aristocratic family looked sideways at Wu Chi.
His overly beautiful face made him feel ashamed.
After saying this, Wu Chi's eyes fell on Baili Yuan near the main seat, and his eyes couldn't help but pause.
I was used to seeing her lawless look when she was young, I had seen her wearing a neat chivalrous costume and guarding Wuxin Valley, I knew how she cried, and I also knew how she smiled.
It seems that he has always ignored that she looks like a princess.
Although Baili Yuan's face at this moment was slightly surprised, it was also very stable.
The slender red rouge at the end of her eyes was very charming.
There is a kind of nobility that looks like smoke and is charming.
The two extremes blended perfectly in her.
Aloof and inaccessible.
It turns out that one day, that little wild girl also had such a moment.
"Valley Master, the direction of the Night Palace is over there.
I, the princess, can ask my servants to take the Valley Master there."
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Bailiyuan was very measured in what she said and acted in the palace, and her words were based on etiquette.
There is no abasement.
"Ah, it turns out that he is not the one invited to the banquet by the princess.
He should go out early."
Someone else was gloating.
Wu Chi's appearance was too eye-catching.
If such a person was here, what chance would they have?
Some people were already extremely anxious.
Pei Yuankong played with the cup in his hand and remained silent.
His eyes were so deep that it was difficult to see what he was thinking.
After drinking all the tea in the cup, he felt faintly in his heart that this banquet would not simply end.
Wu Chi glanced at the people at the banquet, suddenly raised his eyes and said calmly: "No need.
I'm not going to the Night Palace today.
Since I'm here, the princess should also give her a glass of water and wine."
Wenren Qianjue did make an appointment with him here.
He behaves erratically and arrogantly.
When will it be someone else's turn to point fingers at him?
What's more, all the men in this room were invited to the banquet by Yuan'er.
With an inexplicable feeling of unhappiness in his heart, Wu Chi stood in the center of the hall without moving.
Baili Yuan only thought that the young masters from those aristocratic families had offended him with their words, so he did not hesitate and immediately asked someone to prepare a good place for him and all his belongings.
"The princess invites us to a banquet today.
Of course, we can't just ask for drinks from the princess, we should also contribute."
A young man from aristocratic family stood up and started to talk: "Why don't we come up with a topic now and each of us write a poem.
From beginning to end, if anyone can't tell the story, he will be punished with a glass of wine, how about?"
This proposal received a roaring response from everyone.
Only Pei Yuankong remained silent.
Wu Chi glanced coldly at the men who were playing monkey tricks without saying a word.
The people next to him were very shrewd.
Seeing that Baili Yuan treated Wu Chi differently, they thought that Wu Chi might be Bai Li Yuan's friend.
They wanted to build some connections and rubbed themselves against Wu Chi: "Hey, this young man, Do you think they are stupid?"
Wu Chi raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the people around him: "Yeah."
The man chuckled: "Everyone knows that this banquet is to choose a husband for the princess.
I think the princess's character will not like such an impatient person."
Wu Chi didn't even listen to what he said next.
All he could understand was that this man kept saying This banquet is to choose a husband for Baili Yuan.
The strange little bubble in his heart suddenly rose again and exploded in his chest, causing him pain.
For a moment, I felt as if my five-flavor bottle had been knocked over, and it was very complicated.
"Their suggestions are so boring.
Who wants to see them showing off?"
Qifan looked unhappy when he heard the following suggestions.
He shrank into his mother's arms and complained.
Wenren Qianjue is very patient.
Everything is ready and she only needs Dongfeng.
Big deal She will intervene later.
A series of poems have started to be written below.
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Some people frowned and held back a sentence for a long time.
They thought it was a good sentence, but in fact it was still terribly rotten.
If Baili Yuan hadn't been very well-educated recently, I might have been unable to hold on.
Some people are so bold that they secretly express their love for Baili Yuan in their poems.
Baili Yuan lowered her head to pick up the fruit, with a smile on her lips, pretending she didn't understand.
After a circle, Baili Yuan's interest waned, and the people below could see it.
So someone else suggested that since everyone was equally good at writing, it would be better to play martial arts again.
At this mention, some people became even more excited and immediately asked Bailiyuan for his opinion.
Baili Yuan listened around and really didn't want to see them playing monkey tricks anymore, so she could only open her mouth lightly: "This is not necessary for my princess to see.
After all, the main hall is different from the courtyard, and there is not enough space.
If you accidentally get hurt while moving around, This is not my princess’s original intention.”
To put it this way, it was obviously a rejection.
But Dayin was good at martial arts, and everyone knew that Baili Yuan had quelled wars on the border in his early years, and he had considerable martial arts skills.
If you want to conquer her, it would be best if you can outshine her in terms of force.
"Well, what the princess said makes sense.
But it's boring for us to drink like this.
Why don't we think of a special way and just have fun, what does the princess think?"
Bailiyuan looked at the man: "Master Zhao said, how to play?"
Mr.
Zhao said: "How about we ask someone to bring up a drum.
Each of us holds a small charcoal stone in our hands and throws it to see who can hit the red heart."
While Baili Yuan was hesitating, Mr.
Zhao added: "The drum faces outward.
The small charcoal stones thrown in this way will be outward and will not hurt anyone."
Wu Chi and Pei Yuankong looked up at the man at the same time.
Although this gameplay is simple, it actually compares many aspects: internal strength, wrist strength, eyesight, and accuracy.
It's almost a clear test of martial arts.
Seeing that the people below were all excited and eager to try, Baili Yuan nodded lightly and ordered people to get everything ready.
When a small carbon stone is thrown onto the drum, it will naturally leave a light black mark, which is also convenient for identification.
“This is interesting” Qifan's eyes widened, and he changed his position again, looking down attentively.
Wenren Qianjue had to reach out and grab the collar of the back of his neck to prevent him from falling off in excitement.
Two people had tried it before, but the results were not very good and they went back in disgrace.
The people behind realized that this game was not easy to play, so they all stopped being scornful and prepared well.
The next few people are much better. pity No one hit the center of the red drum.
Wu Chi was eating, squinting his eyes with an undisguised sneer.
Some people can't see it and don't dare to say anything.
When it was Mr.
Zhao's turn to appear, he first walked to the front of the hall and bowed slightly to Baili Yuan.
The way he leaned over was graceful and graceful.
He was the kind of person who could easily tempt a woman: "If it's Charcoal."
Shi Neng can feel my sincerity and will definitely win the prize and win a fortune for the princess."
After saying that, he raised his head and faced Baili Yuan with eyes full of admiration.
"How shameless."
Qifan took the melon seeds from Wenren Qianjue's hand and cracked them carefully.
Wenren Qianjue stretched out her hand to rub her son's head: "Be careful, don't throw the melon seed peel on Mr.
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Zhao's head."
Mr.
Zhao walked over confidently, gathered his strength, and threw it towards the drum.
Wenren Qianjue could see clearly that the coal stone was indeed aimed at the red heart accurately.
Just as he was about to hit the mark, something suddenly came first and missed it by a few points.
As a result, the entire drum surface was not touched.
The ground rolled aside.
"Hahahahahaha, it seems that God can't feel Mr.
Zhao's sincerity."
"I even said that I hit the red heart, but in the end there wasn't even a trace left on the drum surface."
Mr.
Zhao's face turned ugly.
He looked around, clasped his fists and said, "Who is the master who stopped me?
Please come out and let me see you."
No one spoke.
Pei Yuankong's eyes fell on Wu Chi, keeping secret.
Wu Chi ate the snacks calmly, elegant and charming, unpretentious, and looked like he had touched his hands.
Qifan had sharp eyes and kept counting: "One, two, three, six.
Hey mother, there is a fruit core missing from Uncle Wu Chi's table."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
Wenren Qianjue also chewed on melon seeds with a look of relish on his face.
Wu Chi finally took action.
His mind was smaller than the tip of a needle.
He didn't even give others a chance to be proud of.
"Who is this master?"
Mr.
Zhao looked around, feeling increasingly embarrassed.
He suspected Wu Chi, but he didn't dare to say it.
He was secretly shocked that Pei Yuankong might not be able to do that move just now.
If it was really the man in red in front of me who did it, how high would his martial arts be?
"Forget it."
Baili Yuan said at the right time: "Maybe it was the sudden change in the wind direction just now, and the coal stone is still too light after all.
Don't mind, Mr.
Zhao."
If you lose such a big face, you can just ignore it if you don't mind.
Young Master Zhao bowed to Baili Yuan gracefully, then walked up to Wu Chi and said with a smile: "Young Master, do you plan to come down and play a game?"
Bailiyuan's eyes showed slight surprise.
She knew very well about this provocative attitude.
Mr.
Zhao was doubting Wu Chi.
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