With her incredibly strong memory, Mu Qingge easily returned to where the banquet was held.

  When she came back here again, there were already quite a few people.

  It's natural that the identities of those who can appear in this imperial banquet are not simple. However, Mu Qingge hardly recognizes any of them.

  Looking at those who were chatting with each other, she felt a bit out of place.

  Of course, those seemingly unintentional snickers and sarcastic glances also made her realize that she didn't seem to be very popular.

  With a dismissive pout, Mu Qingyang was about to go find his seat in the Mu Manor when he heard his aunt's voice.

  "Sing softly here."

  She looked up and saw Mu Qingrong, who was waving at her in the crowd, with Mu Xiong standing beside him in a official robe.

  That air of confidence, the unyielding pride in his bones, made him stand out even more in the crowd.

  Many people want to go up and chat with him, but are deterred by his strong demeanor and dare not.

  In Qin Guo, Mu Qing Ge can be said to be disgusting. But Mu Xiong is admirable.

  This stark contrast, if it were the old Mu Qing, might have felt a deep sense of loss. But now, Mu Qing didn't think there was anything wrong with it. With a faint smile in the direction of the two people, she walked over.

  That kind of carefree and elegant demeanor, that kind of serene and gentle aura, caused many people around her to fix their gaze on her.

  It seems that they all involuntarily thought of the same question in their hearts, which is that the young master of Mu's mansion seems to be a little different.

  "Grandfather, Aunt." Mu Qing walked closer and took the initiative to speak up.

  Her performance made Mu Xiong secretly glance at her, and he was more and more satisfied in his heart.

  What if Mu Xiong's grandson is a waste? Still makes everyone dare not underestimate! Still carrying the mighty Mu family!

  "Where did you run off to, you little stinker? Where's the princess?" Mu Lianrong pulled Mu Qingge back and whispered in her ear.

  Mo Qing's mouth twitched slightly, and she thought to herself: How could she possibly know?

  However, she replied, "The princess has something to attend to, so I'm just strolling alone in the imperial garden." In fact, sometimes Mu Qingge didn't quite understand Mu Lianrong's thoughts either.

  As for Mu's family affairs, judging from Mu Lianrong's previous words, it is clear that she suspects the royal family. If so, why is she so particular about her marriage contract with the royal family?

  It seems like she's afraid that she won't be able to marry the princess. Even the small white flower at home, she wants to stuff it into her room together with her.

  "You silly boy! You're always saying you're a romantic, but how could you let such a good opportunity slip away? Next year you'll be wearing the hat of an adult, and once you're an adult, you need to get married. You need to have children soon to carry on the Mu family line. If you keep annoying your wife, you won't even be able to get married! How much longer will I and your grandfather have to wait?" Mu Lianrong scolded him in one breath.

  Mo Qing suddenly enlightened!

  It turned out that Mulianrong was because of this...

  But she was destined to be disappointed.

  Not to mention that she was a woman herself and couldn't bear children with other women. Even if the phantom's effect was more realistic, it wouldn't work. Even if one day her identity was exposed to the world, and she had to find a man to give birth to a monkey, just thinking about it made her feel goosebumps all over her body.

  "Hehe, Auntie, you really have nothing better to do." Mu Qingge smiled awkwardly.

  Mu Lianrong was taken aback and immediately heard the disgust in her nephew's words, making a gesture to hit him, but was stopped by Mu Xiong.

  "Alright. Doesn't even look at what kind of place this is."

  After finishing speaking, he led the way towards Mu's family seat.

  The old man spoke up, and Mu Lianrong couldn't continue the topic from earlier, so she could only warningly glare at Mu Qingge.

  Mu Qingge smiled lightly and followed Mu Xiong, seemingly unaffected by the threat in Mu Lianrong's eyes. The latter was so angry that she almost forgot about their surroundings and went up to pull the former's ears.

  The seat of the Crown Prince was placed below the throne.

  Originally, it was a position that stood above one person and below ten thousand people. However, today is somewhat different. The supreme position of the emperor, at this moment, has also been deliberately placed lower, and on top of it, a spacious position has been left out, with a chair made of jade carving, all snow-white, as well as a table.

  The tableware placed above is more exquisite and beautiful than the emperor's throne. Everywhere, it seems to be superior to others.

  Mu Qingge sat down beside Mu Xiong on the Mu family's seat, her eyes scanning the high and snowy-white transparent seat with a faint gaze. Without anyone introducing her, she could definitely answer that this seat was prepared for that old demon.

  "It's not visible, but this Qin emperor seems to be very respectful of Mr. Yao. " Mu Qingge thought to herself. Mr. Yao was her 'honorific' for Si Mo. For some reason, as soon as she thought he had lived for over a thousand years, it made her think of the demons and ghosts from that world in the past. Of course, with Si Mo's peerless looks, he looked more like a god. However, to get her to call a peeping Tom 'Brother God', that was absolutely impossible!"

  "Singer, the Holy King has really come to our Qin State, have you ever looked for him?" Suddenly, Mu Xiong asked in a low voice, interrupting Mu Qingge's thoughts.

  Mu Qingge withdrew her gaze and fell on the grandfather beside her, looking at each other: "Grandfather, I've been in the mansion all day, don't you know who I've seen?"

  Mu Xiong's expectant eyes turned into disappointment because of this 'honest' answer.

  He let out a soft sigh and muttered to himself, "Could it be that His Majesty the Holy King was just speaking casually that day? Has he already forgotten about this little guy?"

  Mo Xiong's words pierced into Mo Qing's ears without a single word being missed. After hearing them, the latter felt a pang of discomfort in her heart.

  She knew that her heroic grandfather still hadn't let go of the idea of making her rely on a strong person to ensure her safety for the rest of her life.

  But she didn't care!

  Without responding to the conversation, Mu Qingge secretly glanced around at the guests again. Suddenly, she saw Shao Pangzi waving his hand vigorously at her from a slightly distant seat.

  Unexpectedly, this time's banquet, the Shao family brought him along too.

  Mu Qingge smiled slightly at him, and before the smile at the corner of her mouth had faded, she felt two gazes filled with hatred and resentment fall upon her.

  Her eyes moved lightly and saw He Cheng sitting alone in a dark corner.

  He's actually here too?

  Can't help but say, the He family's heart is really big! They had such a huge loss of face and still dared to put this guy out to lose face. Or should I say...this banquet has other purposes, making all these young masters from noble families have to attend?

  A gleam of inspiration flashed in her mind, and Mu Qingge was about to tear apart He Cheng's provocative smile with her words, but instead she began to ponder in her heart.

  Shao Pangzi's appearance had already made her feel surprised. And He Cheng, who should be hiding at home to avoid rumors, also appeared.

  Take another look around ——

  Yes, as expected, all the young talents in Luoyi, Qin State have gathered here.

  It wasn't until now that Mu Qing Ge noticed that this time, the banquet to entertain Mr. Yao Guai seemed to have many young people attending.

  And those young people's faces seemed to be filled with excitement and eagerness to try.

  It seemed that this was not a welcome party, but a matchmaking meeting. And the beautiful girl they wanted to get their hands on was the monster Mr.

  Uh! Mu Qingge was startled by her own thoughts.

  Although it was impossible, her intuition told her that this guess was close to the truth.

  At the moment when Mu Qing's eyes were shining brightly, a yellow-robed figure suddenly appeared among them. She was taken aback and quickly locked onto that person.

  "It's him!" Mu Qing Ge secretly exclaimed in her heart when she clearly saw the man's handsome and pale face.

  The bright yellow color, worn on him, unexpectedly brought out an extraordinary taste. A beauty like a painting, yet disturbed by the pale complexion of ordinary people, making one dare not approach, afraid of accidentally touching and shattering him.

  It seemed as if everything within six feet of him had been repelled.

  At the banquet, his long hair was not tied up at all, and the strands of hair moved with the wind. He sat quietly in his seat, sipping wine, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.

  How did he end up here? Who is he?

  Mo Qingge asked herself in her heart.

  But suddenly, a pair of calm and serene eyes with clear black and white pupils appeared before him. In an instant, everything around him fell silent, and it seemed as if only he and the owner of those eyes existed in the entire world.

  So cold!

  Mù Qīng Gē struggled to pull back her own soul, and the surrounding complex sounds reappeared. The lost temperature also seemed to slowly rise again. She pursed her lips and remained silent, still gazing at that person from afar.

  "What kind of environment, what kind of experience, would make a person's eyes as cold as ice. It seems that he has imprisoned himself in an icy castle, refusing to let warmth approach."

  "Auntie, who is that person?" Mu Qing Ge's body leaned against Mu Lian Rong and asked in a low voice.

  Mu Lianrong raised her eyes and followed Mu Qingge's gaze, but only for a moment before looking back down. She explained in a low voice: "He is Xian Wang. From the moment he was born, he brought bad luck and his mother, the queen, passed away. He himself has always been weak and feeble. He rarely goes out and doesn't receive favor from the emperor, so it's no wonder you don't recognize him. Perhaps even those who serve in the palace may not necessarily know him."

  Wise king? The one who overthrew his mother? The frail and sickly physique?

  Muren Rong's words seem to fit his cold demeanor. Perhaps, that coldness is a desperate hopelessness towards the world, living in despair?

  Mo Qingge pursed her lips and lowered her eyelids, no longer paying attention to him.

  Since she had nothing to do with her, she naturally wouldn't waste her energy. At this moment, what she cared more about was the information that inadvertently revealed from Mu Lianrong's few words.

  That's Mu's intelligence network.

  In a palace where many people lived, there was an imperial son who couldn't be recognized one by one. Mu Lianrong, however, determined his identity with just one glance from afar. Apart from the fact that they were already familiar with each other, there could only be one explanation: Mu Lianrong had grasped detailed information about Xian Wang and thus was able to identify him at a glance.

  Intelligence network, this is a great thing! Invaluable!

  Mo Qing's mouth was watering, but she also knew that as a member of the Mo family, she couldn't get her hands on this secret.

  It's not that I don't trust her, it's just that the more she knows, the easier it is for others to take advantage of her.

  At this time, a group of people came crowding around.

  Their arrival also made the still unstarted banquet suddenly quiet, and everyone stood up.

  Mu Qingge followed Mu Xiong to stand up, and at a glance, he saw several familiar people in the crowd. Qin Jinhuo, Qin Yiyao, as well as Empress Dowager and Concubine Jiang...

  And the middle-aged man walking in front, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, although she didn't know him, she guessed his identity.

  It was probably the Emperor of Qin who had tricked her back then.

  He looks good, with a majestic and powerful appearance. However, his eyes are full of calculation, which makes Mu Qingge dislike him. Beside him stand two women with different charm, each with their own unique beauty. The one wearing a phoenix crown, with a dignified and elegant demeanor, should be the emperor's original wife, the empress of Qin country. The other woman in white brocade robes embroidered with purple flowers, with a beautiful and gentle face, looks like she is also one of the emperor's concubines.

  Behind the queen, there was another person who looked a bit like Qin Jinhao, but more like the queen. However, the arrogance in his eyes ruined the grandeur that the queen had inherited. He wore a slightly lighter yellow brocade robe than the emperor's, and the feathered crown on his head symbolized his identity.

  This time, without Mu Lianrong's explanation, Mu Qingge could also guess that this man was also the emperor's son and even the crown prince born to the empress.

  "Hmph, it's really a case of same people, different fates. Both being the emperor's sons, Xian Wang seems to have been forgotten and left in a corner." Mu Qing Ge sighed inwardly, but didn't feel any urge to take up his cause.

  Among the people who came, she did not see the little princess she had seen in the afternoon. After thinking about it, she understood that perhaps minors in the royal family could not attend such a banquet. Or maybe their far-sighted Emperor had other plans?

  Withdraw your thoughts and quietly stand beside Mu Xiong with a gentle song.

  The emperor, however, did not take his seat but instead stood on the spot with all his ministers, as if waiting for something.

  Suddenly, in the dimly lit sky, a gust of wind chime sounded.

  Everyone looked up, and what entered their eyes were those several fierce and majestic wind dragons and leopards pulling a dark-colored heavy carriage as they approached...

  Digression

  PK is over, what's the result, I'm also anxiously waiting... Anyway, thanks for everyone's support! Muah muah ~ (づ￣3￣) づ╭?～

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