Chapter 87
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Tonight, the banquet at the Third Prince's residence was held in the Copper Sparrow Pavilion. Outside the pavilion, there were many kapok plants that were in full bloom. From afar, they looked like a puff of pink smoke, blending with the purple sunset. It was brilliant and beautiful, but it also looked like blood.
Inside the Copper Sparrow Pavilion, all the guests were already seated. Ning Shu obediently helped Xiahou Qing into the hall. She raised her head and quietly looked around. Xiao Yunyan, Xiao Yunyi, and Xiao Yuncen were all present. The Eighth Prince, Xiao Yunjin, had also been dragged along, accompanied by other noble young masters.
More than a dozen beautiful maids were pouring wine for them.
The moment Xiahou Qing entered, the pavilion fell silent.
Everyone looked over and heard the Seventh Prince, Xiao Yuncen, pursed his lips and said, "Third Brother, I knew we shouldn't have invited Xiahou's Heir."
Everyone was shocked. Xiao Yuncen continued, "Look, as soon as he came, all the girls in the pavilion looked in the same direction. They couldn't even pour the wine properly."
He pointed. Sure enough, the yellow-robed maid who was pouring wine for him was staring at Xiahou Qing in a daze. She didn't even know that the wine was overflowing.
Xiao Yuncen continued, "And the maids in purple and red robes over there. Just now, they were fighting to serve Sixth Brother. It really made people jealous. Forget it, forget it. I've already seen it clearly. We ugly people have no way to survive in front of you good-looking people. "
Boisterous laughter broke out in the hall.
Xiao Yunyan, who had always been steady, also joined in. "Seventh Brother, you see, I know my place. Who doesn't know that half of the girls in the city are thinking about Xiahou's Heir and the other half are thinking about Sixth Brother? Mediocre people like us should live blindfolded. "
Amidst the laughter of the crowd. The yellow-robed maidservant's face was crimson red. She hurriedly wiped away the spilled wine, but in the chaos, she made many mistakes. She almost knocked over the entire pot of wine. Fortunately, a white hand reached over and helped her to straighten it in time. She turned her head and looked at Ning Shu, who was dressed as a eunuch. She bowed to her gratefully: "Thank you, little eunuch."
Ning Shu gave her an easy-going smile and continued to support Xiahou Qing as they slowly walked into the hall. She nodded at the various princes and sat in the first seat to the left of Xiao Yunyan.
After Xiahou Qing sat down, Ning Shu stood behind him obediently. She suddenly realized that Xiao Yunyi's eyes were on her, but she was not worried and continued to stand there with her head lowered. She looked down at her nose, nose at her mouth and mouth at her heart, acting like a vase that was not worthy of attention.
Not too long later, Xiao Yunyi looked away.
The young master of the Prime Minister's family was also someone who loved excitement: "A few days ago, I heard that His Majesty was discussing with the old imperial concubines to arrange a marriage for Your Highnesses. What do Your Highnesses think? We can only survive if the two of you are dealt with. "
Xiao Yunyi smiled: "I already have someone in my heart. Don't make fun of me. If you want to make fun of me, go make fun of Mr Xiahou. Mr Xiahou is older than me by a few years and is not married yet. It can be seen that his taste is not ordinarily high. Who do you like, my Thirteenth Royal Sister or the Third Miss of the Qi family? "
Everyone's attention turned to Xiahou Qing curiously.
Ning Shu also looked at his steady back and was very interested in his answer.
Xiahou Qing took a sip of wine and put it down, saying lightly: "No matter who it is, the person who marries me is destined to be a widow. Who does Your Highness think I should marry?"
Xiao Yunyi was speechless.
Ning Shu couldn't help but want to laugh. Xiao Yunyi originally wanted to kick this hot rubber ball to Xiahou Qing, but he didn't expect to be choked by Xiahou Qing's words. Everyone knew that Xiahou Qing's health was not good. No matter if he answered Princess Changping or Qi San, it was because he wanted them to be widows.
However …
Her eyes quietly landed on Xiahou Qing's back.
These words were too sad.
She didn't know why, but Ning Shu's heart suddenly couldn't bear it.
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