Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

When Qin Zhongshu saw the two approaching, he rarely spoke: "Brother Shaofeng came here with Brother Yuxian?"

Si Shaofeng looked at everyone and smiled and said, "I came with my grandfather and met Brother Yuxian at the door."

Du Yue winked at Si Shaofeng and said with a smile: "Brother Shaofeng, you are lucky. My sister is good-looking and has a good temper. She is a rare and good woman."

A smile appeared on Si Shaofeng's face, he glanced at the people around him and nodded as a greeting.

He glanced at Du Yue and said, "I already know about this. My grandfather told me about it when he went back."

After hearing this, all the dandies around him raised their hands and congratulated Si Shaofeng.

Si Shaofeng's ears were slightly red, and he bowed his hands to everyone in return.

Du Yue patted Ning Yu's shoulder with his big hand: "Brother Yuxian, I heard that you just became Prime Minister Chu as your disciple, is it true?"

As soon as his loud voice came out, everyone's eyes immediately fell on Ning Yu.

Hearing this, Si Shaofeng smiled and said, "I asked you about this yesterday. It's absolutely true. Prime Minister Chu has indeed accepted Ning Yu as his disciple."

After receiving the affirmative answer, everyone's eyes lit up when they looked at Ning Yu, and they all stepped forward to congratulate her.

Ning Yu smiled and returned the greetings one by one.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on Ning Yu, Qin Zhongshu said calmly: "I heard that the prince will bring Prince Duolun and Princess Gulun to this banquet?"

Du Yue scratched his head: "Yes, I just heard my grandfather mention that Princess Gu Lun doesn't like the soft and sweet fruit wine in Shengjing City. At this time, the mansion is searching for spirits from the grassland."

When Ning Yu heard this, the smile on her face widened.

She vaguely remembered that the last time she was in Fan Lou, she had a drinking contest with Princess Gu Lun, and she did not lose in the end.

But this princess, on the other hand, was drunk to the point of intoxication long ago.

This princess from the grassland must have been drunk by herself.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived: the Crown Prince came with Prince Duolun and Princess Gu Lun, and the old Marquis and the Crown Prince came forward to greet them in person.

The two of them were smiling, and Marquis Zhongyong said: "I have met His Highness the Crown Prince, Prince Duolun, and Princess Gulun."

Everyone saluted the three of them.

Shen Lanzhong glanced at everyone and smiled gently: "Huo Hou and the Crown Prince don't need to be polite, please get up quickly."

Prince Duolun said: "My king and my sister have never attended Tiansheng's party, so they are very curious. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Marquis Zhongyong said with a smile: "We are guests. You two don't need to be polite. Please take a seat inside."

Princess Gu Lun attended a private party in Tiansheng City for the first time, her beautiful face full of curiosity.

She looked around, paused slightly when she saw Ning Yu's smiling face, and snorted softly.

Several people followed Marquis Zhongyong into the house.

At this time, Chu Ye came, and the concierge greeted him respectfully.

Everyone's eyes lit up and they rushed forward to greet him.

Chu Ye's deep black phoenix eyes swept slightly and took a clear look at everyone in the courtyard.

When he saw Ning Yu's big smile, Chu Ye paused slightly and tightened his fingers twirling Nanzhu slightly.

This little heartless guy still has the face to smile at himself.

Yesterday I sent Qingmu to ask for leave. I thought he had something important to do, but I didn't expect that he just went shopping with Si Shaofeng and received expressive gifts from a group of girls.

Chu Ye felt uncomfortable when he thought of Ning Yu being surrounded by all the women.

His eyes were sharp, he glanced at Ning Yu lightly, pursed his lips and said nothing.

All the young dandies were secretly frightened: they suddenly remembered that day in Tianxiang Tower, when Chu Ye took Ning Yu away, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Everyone lowered their heads, their eyes darting wildly: The Prime Minister is in a very unhappy mood today, it would be better if he spoke less.

Ning Yu paused slightly, and for a moment she didn't understand what was happening to her new master.

Ning Yu thought about it in various ways, but still couldn't figure out why Chu Ye acted like she owed him something so early in the morning.

Marquis Zhongyong arranged for the prince and his party. When he heard that Chu Ye was coming, he hurriedly walked out. He held his hands towards Chu Ye from a distance and said, "Xiang Chu took the time to come here. I feel so radiant."

Chu Ye returned the greeting: "Master Hou, there is no need to be polite."

"Xiang Chu, please take a seat in the house. The prince, Prince Duolun and Princess Gulun arrived early and are now in the house."

Chu Ye nodded and entered together with Marquis Zhongyong.

Before entering, Chu Ye glanced at Ning Yu with his dark phoenix eyes, with a strong warning in his eyes.

Ning Yu scratched his head: What did I do again? !

The banquet has not yet begun, but the scene is already bustling with excitement.

In the flower hall in the backyard, warblers were singing and beautiful young girls in gorgeous clothes were gathering inside and talking.

Ning Huan sat quietly in the seat at the back, looking at the golden branches and jade leaves in the city with envy.

Everyone was talking about it.

"Hey, sister, have you heard about it? The young prince of Duke Anguo's palace also had some good luck and unexpectedly became the new disciple of Prime Minister Chu."

The speaker was Xu Wanying, the legitimate daughter of Xu Chun, the minister of the Ministry of Industry. At this time, she was looking at Zhao Yan in front of her with a smile.

Ning Yu? Is there Ning, a young dandy in Duke Anguo's mansion? !

Zhao Yan sat in front of the small table, slowly took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Wanying, you know quite a lot."

Seeing that Zhao Yan was not interested, Xu Wanying quickly changed the topic. She looked at Zhao Yan's red head and said:

"Sister, not only do I know that the prince of the Duke's Mansion has good luck, I also know that your face is the treasure of the Embroidery Pavilion."

When the women on the side heard this, they all looked over with envy.

Ning Huan and Li Yourong sat behind the crowd and looked at each other enviously.

Both of them are concubines in the palace, and they are always inexplicably rejected in front of these legitimate daughters.

Zheng Chun sat behind the ladies and was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that everyone was chatting happily but she couldn't get in, she held the handkerchief and fanned it on her chest.

She quietly raised her eyes, pretending to be hot, looked at everyone and smiled: "It's very hot in the room, I'll go to the door to get some fresh air."

The women seemed to have heard nothing and continued to praise Zhao Yan's appearance.

Zheng Chun, however, looked as if she hadn't seen anyone's faces before and walked to the door. She glanced at the front yard and couldn't wait.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the grassland brother and sister had already taken their seats. She had heard that Ning Yu was coming long ago, so why hadn't she seen him passing by?

Seeing Zheng Chun like this, Li Yourong couldn't sit still.

She stood up and walked up to Zheng Chun, looking out from the gap in the curtain.

Then they saw a noble man coming from outside, his handsome face was slightly downcast, his dark eyebrows were sharp and picturesque, and he was walking slowly with Marquis Zhongyong.

Zhao Yan raised her eyes and saw the tall man with an imposing appearance. She stood up abruptly, walked to the window in a few steps, and squeezed Zheng Chun away.

When all the ladies saw it, they all came up with curious faces.

Chu Ye glanced at the thin gauze curtain swinging in front of the window and walked past as if he didn't see anything.

Ning Huan sat on the chair, her chest heaving with anxiety.