The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 443 Your Highness, Do You Like Me (38)

Inside the magnificent palace.

There are staggered toasts, singing and dancing.

The emperor glanced around at the ministers below who were pushing glasses and changing glasses, and finally looked at Cheng Anlan who was sitting silently in the first place, drinking alone.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, sized him up, and then gestured to the chief eunuch standing aside.

The chief eunuch hastily filled his glass with wine.

The emperor picked up the wine glass, and then said with a smile: "An Lan, this is a banquet specially held for your celebration, why are you so focused on drinking?"

Cheng Anlan put down the cup in his hand, looked at the emperor, and said calmly, "What would your Majesty want me to say?"

The emperor pondered for a while, and then said: "I heard that the generals who led Xia's army this time were insidious and cunning, and used a lot of tricks. It must have taken a lot of effort for An Lan to take them down, right?"

Cheng Anlan didn't seem to sense the emperor's overt and covert temptation. He just picked up the wine glass again and took a sip of wine, and then said calmly: "The Xia Kingdom has nothing to fear, Your Majesty, don't worry."

The emperor seemed relieved, and said with a smile: "That's natural, I have always believed in An Lan's ability, but..."

He paused for a moment, and then suddenly slammed the Xialong case, and the expression on his face became a little sad: "...It's just that my crown prince was still killed by these Japanese pirates, and what I did Royal father's, but there is nothing I can do about it, I..."

His voice was choked, and tears were in the corners of his eyes, as if he was extremely saddened by the news.

The eldest prince Qiao Di at the side immediately knelt down and said in tears: "Father, the second brother was unexpected by no one, and my son is also very sad, so don't blame yourself..."

The ministers who were drinking and eating meat immediately stopped their movements, knelt down one after another, and comforted them: "Yes, Your Majesty, don't be sad. If you hurt your body, His Highness the Crown Prince will also feel uneasy in the spirit of the sky..."

"..."

The emperor wiped his tears and did not speak, but once again looked tentatively at Cheng Anlan who had been sitting indifferently.

Cheng Anlan lowered his eyes slightly, the bottom of his eyes was slightly cold, but his tone was still so flat that he had no emotion: "My condolences to Your Majesty."

"..."

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

He shook his head and sighed: "Forget it... Today is a banquet for An Lan, a great hero, so let's not talk about these pictures that make people sad..."

He waved his hand, and the dancers who stopped just now danced again.

Immediately, the hall was bustling again.

Cheng Anlan didn't respond to all the surrounding scenes.

He just kept on drinking.

Cup after cup.

It's like not feeling any alcohol stimulation.

The emperor got the answer he wanted, and he no longer cared about him, but concentrated on enjoying the song and dance performance in the center of the hall.

When the dance ended, the dancers left one after another.

The emperor was just about to ask the eunuch to add some wine to the wine glass, when a unique scent of flowers suddenly wafted from outside the palace.

The fragrance was not affected by any food smell in the hall, and it floated directly to the emperor's nose.

Sweet.

The emperor paused, then raised his hand to stop the eunuch from moving.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked in the direction of the entrance of the hall.

There stood a slim woman.

Holding a pipa in her arms.

He lowered his head slightly and waited.

It wasn't until all the dancers had quit that she walked into the hall and walked towards him slowly.

Step by step, lotuses grow step by step.

(End of this chapter)