Chapter 117 I would rather lose to Tathagata than to Qing 22
Xu Chen was no longer listening to the girl's mutterings behind her.
He lowered his eyelashes, tied the clothes rope quietly, then looked at the person in front of him, smiled and nodded, "Yeah."
What Qing Wu wanted to say was instantly stuck.
He raised his hand and rubbed her head: "You are so stunned. Let's go quickly before it's too late."
"Oh...then, let's go?"
He said he wanted to leave, but Qingwu was a little confused at this time.
She raised her hand and touched her head, with a strange look in her eyes.
"Okay", the monk lowered his head softly, his eyes became a little darker, but the arc of his smile did not change.
When they entered the main hall, the banquet had not officially started yet.
The palace maid led them to the seat.
Seeing that the girl was several seats away from him, he couldn't help but reach out and grab her sleeve: "Awu, sit here."
Qingwu was out of state: "Ah, okay."
The two sat side by side.
Not long after, the emperor and the queen came to the main hall, and after talking a lot of useless nonsense, they let everyone do as they pleased.
Then the singer and dancer came on stage...
Everyone else was admiring the beauty of Taichung. Only Qingwu and his friends were sitting at the table. One of them was engrossed in eating, while the other was quietly drinking tea with his eyes down.
Seeing this, the prince opposite raised his wine glass to his pale lips and took a sip. Then he smiled lightly and raised his wine to greet the two of them.
Qing Wu caught a glimpse and rolled his eyes at him.
What are you doing? Are you familiar with me?
The prince opened his lips to speak, but coughed twice.
The maid behind him quickly picked up a mink fur cloak and put it on him.
Seeing this, Qingwu couldn't help but muttered: "What an out-and-out sick man..."
"Huh?" Xu Chen turned his head and looked at her.
"Ah, I mean His Royal Highness is quite good-looking."
She smiled and raised her chin in the direction of the prince.
Looking along her direction, Xu Chen pursed his thin lips tightly when he saw the prince. After eating for a while, Qingwu found that the person next to her was silent. After thinking for a moment, she put down her chopsticks and stretched out a hand to gently tug on his sleeve.
The monk's attention was drawn.
Qing Wu tilted his head towards him: "Xuchen, are you unhappy?"
He looked at her lightly, with no expression on his face.
Seeing that he seemed to be worried, Qing Wu tilted his head and said in confusion: "Why don't you laugh? You used to smile all the time."
He remained unmoved.
"You smile, it's beautiful."
Xu Chen's expression became a little relaxed. Looking at her black and white eyes, he sighed softly.
Why should you be angry with a little demon? She clearly doesn't understand anything.
Following her wishes, he raised the corners of his lips slightly, relaxed his eyebrows, and asked in a calm voice: "But is this so?"
Qing Wu looked a little dumbfounded.
The monk, who had always looked as handsome as the sandalwood in the breeze, now smiled with a little bit of charm.
She blinked her eyes, and when she looked again, she found that he still smiled warmly and refreshingly.
Oh, it’s an illusion...
Xu Chen smiled and picked up the bamboo shoots for her and put them in her bowl, and then chatted casually: "Awu, where have you been playing these past few days?"
She thought for a moment: "Well, it seems that I didn't go anywhere, I just walked around the palace."
The palace is very big, so if you walk there you can really take a long time.
"Then..."
"The Sixth Princess performs a dance!" This was the voice of the eunuch in charge.
Qing Wu looked up instantly.
Sixth princess?
Isn't that the one who was possessed by the fox demon a few days ago?
In the center of the magnificent hall, where thousands of people were watching, the Sixth Princess in a golden neon dance dress emerged from a group of dancing girls. With a smile on her lips, she danced to the music.
(End of chapter)