It was silent in the tent. Only the crackling of the candles could be heard.
Nie Xun's heart skipped a beat as dozens of pairs of eyes stared at him.
His expression did not change. He stepped out of the line politely and bowed respectfully.
Because the lighting equipment was outdated, the view in the tent was slightly dim. The candlelight flickered and the shadows of the people were indistinct. There was an indescribable sense of hazy beauty. When the young man with a speck of sand between his eyebrows stepped out of the line, the bullet screen in the streaming room gushed like water from a well, densely packed.
Gay Yimei: "Oh oh oh oh — so handsome — streamer, I fell in love at first sight again."
Midnight Epilepsy: "He's obviously a very beautiful young man, but I see an indescribable sexiness in him! Mom, come and take a look. This young man in the streaming room is seducing your daughter — I'm so excited that I'm speechless. I'll lick him first! "
Xihualuo Soundless: "Mom asked me why I'm licking the screen like crazy. I said the screen is too dirty."
Yixiu Shinianxiang: "Streamer, can you help me get this handsome guy's phone number? I've taken a fancy to him."
Xingyuan Miaomiao: "Cimei's throne as the number one beauty is teetering on the brink of collapse. Streamer, why don't you shed all pretense of cordiality with Huang Song and dig this beauty out with a hoe? If you dig her out, the two most beautiful flowers in the world will be planted in your fence. Just thinking about it makes me excited! "
For the audience, ancient gentlemen were only bound to words such as old-fashioned, elegant, and dignified. They never thought that he could be "sexy." To describe it in a very vulgar way, Nie Xun was a walking hormone. Needless to say any teasing words, just one look at him would make one's heart itch. He was wrapped up tightly and dressed properly, but at first glance, he was inexplicably sexy.
The cinnabar mole between his eyebrows was the finishing touch. It immediately grabbed the attention of others.
Huang Song's smile froze. He noticed that the atmosphere in the main tent was a little stiff, so he wanted to open his mouth to smooth things over.
What a joke …
They were a gang of scoundrels who had been to brothels and drank wine together. How could he not know Jiang Pengji's bad character?
Before Huang Song could speak, Jiang Pengji tilted her neck and all the wine in the goblet slipped down her throat. Her eyes were misty.
"Cheng Yun, could it be that there is a tiger sitting in front of you?" Jiang Pengji raised her hand to her forehead. Her cheeks were flushed. She seemed to be drunk. "The candlelight in the tent is very dim. I can't see clearly. You're swaying back and forth. It's too strenuous …"
Huang Song's heart sank. He couldn't tell if Jiang Pengji was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. He could only give Nie Xun a look.
Nie Xun pursed his lips and took small steps forward, but he was panicking inside.
"Nie Chengyun greets Liu Prefecture's Governor."
Her voice was like pearls falling onto a jade plate, clear and mellow, pleasant to the ear.
Jiang Pengji put down the wine cup and stood up from the table unsteadily. She took a few steps toward Nie Xun.
The veins on Huang Song's eyebrows twitched, and he hurriedly followed. He did not want Jiang Pengji to do anything overboard to her officials.
Scholars and strategists, which one of them was not proud and arrogant?
If he was taken as a woman and molested in front of everyone, even if he didn't show it on the surface, he would secretly bear a grudge.
"Nie Chengyun?" Jiang Pengji let out a small hiccup and leaned close to Nie Xun's face. She squinted her eyes strenuously, as if she was trying to recognize something from his face. Everyone in the tent had different thoughts. They were so nervous that they did not dare to breathe, but the audience in the streaming room was howling.
The streamer was really considerate. With such a close look, there was an illusion of being close to a beauty.
Wei Ci had already been booked by the streamer. One should not bully a friend's wife. The audience in the streaming room could only wring their hands and sigh.
Now that a beauty who was as beautiful as Wei Ci had arrived, how could the 850,000 hearts in the streaming room be restrained?
"This name … It sounds very familiar …"
Jiang Pengji scrutinized him carefully. Finally, she was willing to move away from him. Many people's hearts were at ease.
If Jiang Pengji took a fancy to Nie Xun's appearance and insisted on asking Huang Song for him, it would be awkward.
Wei Ci wore a dignified and appropriate smile on his face. "Chengyun is my teacher's son-in-law. Of course my lord will find his name familiar."
"Master Yuanjing's son-in-law?" Jiang Pengji turned around and returned to her seat. She muttered, "Doesn't that make him Wuniang's husband?"
Wei Ci said, "My lord is right."
Jiang Pengji smiled and praised him. "Master Yuanjing's eyes are still so sharp. I wonder where he found such a treasure."
In a few words, Wei Ci and Jiang Pengji changed the topic. The atmosphere in the tent was much more relaxed.
The atmosphere here was relaxed, but Jiang Pengji heard the sound of hearts breaking in the streaming room.
Mai Xiang Chacha: "QAQ, why is it like this? The pretty brother is actually married …"
Hanyan Ningmeng: "Nie Xun doesn't look like a teenager. He's at least 25 or 26. Which man in ancient times didn't get married and have a family? Does he really think this is an ancient romance novel? Will the male supporting character remain chaste for the female lead? Even so, my heart hurts! "
The audience was immersed in the "grievous news" that their prince charming was already taken.
Huang Song secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As long as Jiang Pengji's attention was not on Nie Xun, everything else was fine.
He was not worried that Jiang Pengji would steal him away. He was worried that Jiang Pengji, who was obsessed with appearances, would covet Nie Xun's beauty!
Nie Xun received Huang Song's signal and returned to his seat calmly.
Apart from this small interlude, the atmosphere of the entire banquet was harmonious.
Jiang Pengji was in a rather good mood. The wine in the goblet never stopped flowing.
Huang Song was not the Huang Song of the past. He would control himself when drinking and would not get too drunk.
Jiang Pengji sighed in her heart. When she competed with Huang Song and Feng Jue in the past, they would be so drunk that they would hide under the low table and be unconscious. Now, they had "grown up" and were more rational. Naturally, they would not indulge in drinking.
They would not do it now, and there would be no chance in the future.
"I'm drunk, I'm drunk … My head hurts …" Jiang Pengji put down the goblet and hurriedly waved her hands. "I feel uncomfortable drinking …"
Seeing this, Huang Song continued, "Since you can't drink anymore, let's not drink anymore. Get someone to help you down to rest and sober up."
Jiang Pengji closed her eyes and nodded slightly.
Since their lord had left, Wei Ci and the others naturally could not continue to stay. They all found excuses to leave.
The banquet was over, and the strong smell of wine lingered in the tent.
Captain Yuan Chong muttered, "I knew that Mister Nie's beauty was unparalleled, but I didn't expect that even the magistrate of Liuzhou could not resist you."
Jiang Pengji's behavior at the beginning was obviously taking advantage of being drunk to flirt and lust for his beauty.
Yuan Chong's voice was not loud, but Nie Xun, who was sitting not far away, heard it clearly. His face darkened slightly.
Yuan Chong was not only Huang Song's fan, but he was also Huang Song's cousin. Nie Xun could not refute him.
Yuan Chong still had a sense of propriety, but Yuan Chong's second uncle, Yuan Xin, was not so restrained.
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