The night is blurred, the neon lights are shining, and there is a cool breeze, and the sky is full of stars. Suddenly someone shouted loudly and shouted: "It's time to serve..."

Dozens of servants came out one after another, and everyone held a large plate in their hands, with a white silver cover on it, and light reflected under the neon light.

These dishes must be all dishes, but unfortunately they were covered with silver covers. They only smelled the aroma and didn't see what the dishes were like. It was already late at night, and most of the people who came to attend the banquet felt hungry. Cheng Yaojin rolled his throat a few times and grinned, "I finally waited until I had dinner. I don't know what delicious dishes Jingyang Hou prepared tonight. It's quite big. I hope I won't disappoint me."

The guy jumped out and grabbed a pan cup while he was talking. Because of his rapid movement, he scared the servant on the pallet, thinking that Duke Cheng's old illness relapsed, and wanted to do something that happened in Wagang Village.

Cheng Yaojin laughed, and as if no one was around, he opened the silver cover on the plate. The bull's eyes suddenly glared and said proudly: "Ah haha, it's a beggar chicken. This thing is delicious, I know it won't be in vain tonight."

Since ancient times, who can be as shameless as him? The host has not announced the banquet, and the guests have started to grab the vegetables. No one can do this except Lao Cheng.

Cheng Chumo's face turned red. He quietly shrank under a flower tree while everyone was not paying attention, and squatted there and silently drew circles. The father who had such a hob meat spread out, the boy's psychological shadow was huge.

The remaining servants were afraid of being harassed by Lao Cheng again, so everyone accelerated their pace and quickly placed the plates on the white cloth table.

Under the neon light, there were dozens of silver-white plates, silently emitting silver light. This scene made everyone very curious. Even though they knew that there were dishes in the plates, they didn't know how to hold the banquet.

Li Shimin raised his eyebrows and pointed to the table and asked, "Boy, what is this saying? Since ancient times, banquets have been eaten separately. What are your plans to put all the dishes together?"

Han Yue smiled and said lightly: "When you eat separately, how can you choose at will? This method is called a buffet. During the banquet, everyone holds a plate and then go to the table to choose the dishes they like. Make more food if you want to eat, and don't move if you don't like it. Not only is the atmosphere relaxed, but it can also reduce waste..."

"Huh? This is a good idea!" Li Shimin's eyes lit up, and he saw the servants there constantly unfolding the silver covers, and the yard was filled with rich fragrance. The emperor laughed and reached out to hold Changsun beside him and said, "The Guanyin maid is with me, let's try this buffet."

Changsun smiled gently, turned his head to look at Han Yue, and seemed to be scolded but actually said in a doting way: "You guys can do something strange and weird. With such clever thoughts, why not think about the serious business? I am waiting for your performance. If you can't hook two girls tonight, you will not have a break with you."

After making ruthless words, he gently put his jade hand on Li Shimin's arm and headed over there gracefully.

Han Yue was stunned and then frown. Who doesn't like playing girls? Unfortunately, the eldest grandson drove the duck to the shelves, and he lost this interest instead.

"Big brother, go find the big sister, go find the big sister..." Little Shizi suddenly twisted and moved in his arms. One chubby little hand grabbed his collar, the other hand grabbed his hair, and shouted at a flower tree not far away.

Han Yue laughed out loud, couldn't help pinching the tip of Yizi's nose, and said pamperingly: "You little guy is here to make trouble, lie in my arms and don't move, and you will have something delicious to give to you!"

Weizi tilted her little head and thought for a while. There was a little entanglement on her face, but she quickly resisted the temptation of delicious food and became reluctant to give in again: "Go to find the eldest sister, go find the eldest sister!"

Han Yue became confused. Looking at Yizi's cute and anxious expression, he subconsciously asked: "What are you looking for the eldest sister?"

"You want to kiss, hug, raise it high..." Yizi ticked his saliva, and one little hand pulled his hair hard, and pointed the other hand at the flower tree in the distance, constantly shouting: "Look for that big sister, look for that big sister."

"I'll just raise you up, I have to find a big sister!" Han Yue pinched his little face and looked in the direction she pointed. He saw a girl sitting there, wearing elegant white clothes, like a lotus in the wind.

Han Yue raised his eyebrows, hugged Yizi and walked over, shouting: "This girl, a family is forced by the queen and Princess Jinyang, so she is here to chat. Will she make an appointment?"

This was said in vain. Later words were mixed with ancient Tang Dynasty texts. The woman was stunned and frowned and pondered for a while before she understood what Han Yue meant.

She smiled elegantly and said meaningfully: "I often hear that the Marquis of Jingyang is born with a genius. Not only does he have a lot of thought in his heart, but he also has a long-term plan. Before you come and talk to him, didn't you check my identity?"

Han Yue was slightly stunned and subconsciously said, "Maybe you are the royal princess, Miss?"

The woman laughed and said quietly: "The nobles of heaven, but the little woman doesn't have that blessing." She slowly looked up at the sky, her eyes faintly revealed a hint of desolation, and said lightly: "I have a younger brother named Wang Lingyun..."

It turns out that this woman is nothing but Wang Lingxue.

Han Yue was stunned for a while. He was about to speak, but he didn't want the little Siezi in his arms to open his hands and shouted sweetly: "Big sister, Siezi wants to kiss, hug, and hold it high."

Looking at the posture, he was very familiar with the other person.

Wang Lingxue giggled, glanced at Han Yue's face and said to Yizi: "It's okay to kiss or hug, but it's not okay to lift it high. The last time I held your tired sister with my arms aches, your elder brother has the strength to lift it, let him lift it."

Wei Zi tilted her little head and thought for a while, turned her head to look at Han Yue, and then turned her head to look at Wang Lingxue. She wanted Wang Lingxue to kiss and hug her, and wanted Han Yue to raise her high. Her little face was very entangled, and she put her little hand in her mouth to eat. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she cheered, "Wei Zi thought of it. The eldest sister hugged Wei Zi and kissed her, and then asked the eldest brother to hold us and lift us high..."

Han Yue was stunned, and Wang Lingxue was also dumbfounded. The two of them subconsciously looked at each other, and their faces were red. Little Shizi was still happy for his intelligence and smiled sly: "Hurry up, the eldest sister holds me, the eldest brother holds the eldest sister, I want to hold it high!"

Wang Lingxue had a pretty face, and she looked at Han Yue fiercely, and said in a verbal way: "Marquis Jingyang is so skillful. If you ask the little princess to help you hook up with a woman, I'm afraid many people have been defeated by you, right?"

The big hat was buckled hard enough, and Han Yue's old face became hot and he said awkwardly: "Shizi is innocent and she didn't mean it."

Wang Lingxue giggled, like a lotus in the wind. A night wind blew, blew up her white clothes. For some reason, Han Yue couldn't help but sway in his heart.

He quickly retracted his eyes and kept reminding himself in his heart: "This is from the Wang family in Taiyuan, and it is also Sister Wang Lingyun, you should pay attention."

"Are the Marquis of Jingyang afraid of me?" Wang Lingxue was so smart that she knew the elegance when she heard the string song. Han Yue took her eyes back. She immediately noticed it and said leisurely: "You are not afraid of being in Taiyuan's thousand-year-old Wang family. The little woman is alone. Why can't the Marquis dare to look at it?"

When he was despised by a woman, he was dissatisfied with a man. Han Yue coughed dryly and said, "Miss Wang has misunderstood. The reason why this marquis withdrew his gaze is because he respects the face of a woman. After all, you and I are not good friends for many years, so how can you stare at me when you meet?"

Wang Lingxue giggled, her wonderful eyes as if she was holding a pool of clear water, and she joked: "I'm very proud, I think there is a ghost in my heart?"

Han Yue thrust his chest and sneered: "A gentleman is open and honest, but a villain is always close. Miss Wang looks too flattering to me."

Wang Lingxue snorted and giggled: "Lingxue is just joking. Don't show your power. Your wrist is too strong, and the little woman can't resist it."

She gently stroked her hair in her ears, suddenly reached forward, and said softly: "Come here, let's go eat good food."

Yizi opened her dark eyes, her eyes dripped a few times, and suddenly she asked with a slight slight breasts, "Are you going too? You can hold me and hold me high first, otherwise Yizi will be angry and won't eat..."

Wang Lingxue's pretty face turned red, her beautiful eyes glanced at Han Yue, and said leisurely: "It depends on whether your elder brother is willing. The slight is as fat as a pig, but my sister can't move you."

Han Yue shouted and suddenly said meaningfully: "Miss Wang's words are a bit untrue. I see that although you have a delicate body, your chest is beating powerfully... Hehehe, can't move a four-year-old girl? You can only deceive the fool if you say this."

Wang Lingxue giggled and said, "I deliberately hid it, but I didn't expect you to find it. The Marquis of Jingyang really looked like a torch, and he actually stared at his chest and looked at his heartbeat."

Han Yue's old face turned red and explained, "I use both ears to listen, not to observe visually." He stopped here, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "If I guess is right, Miss Wang is thinking that she is carrying martial arts skills. Although your heartbeat is slower than normal people, your pulsation is very powerful. I am afraid that few people in the younger generation can compare to you."

"Marquis of Jingyang is indeed extraordinary, your speculation is not bad at all!" Wang Lingxue raised his thumb and giggled: "The little woman is indeed a martial arts master. If she fights with others, I am afraid that Luo Jing'er in your family will not be my opponent."

Han Yue smiled slightly, suddenly looked at Wang Lingxue with deep meaning, and sighed: "It's a pity that God is jealous of the beauty..."

He didn't say anything, but Wang Lingxue fully understood. She said quietly: "So you have discovered this? Yes, I am a martial arts master, but I am also a terminal illness. This disease is caused by congenital causes. According to my master's speculation, the lifespan of a young woman will not exceed twenty years."

She stopped slowly when she said this, looked up at the stars in the sky, and murmured: "Are the Marquis of Jingyang afraid? If I hit dying, I might help my brother get rid of your life's enemy. The old saying goes, "A gentleman does not stand a wall, why don't you shout loudly and call for a guard to take me down."

Han Yue raised his head and said with some advice: "It is better for women to take care of their husbands and children. You should not get involved in men's affairs, and you have no ability to get involved."

This seems arrogant, but in fact it is telling Wang Lingxue that I have a grudge with your brother, but I will not vent my anger on a woman.

Wang Lingxue's eyes were relaxed, and suddenly smiled at him and said softly: "Mr. Marquis has a broad mind. I wonder if you are willing to make a deal with the little girl. What if I let my brother go?"

Han Yue raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Let him go, who should I calculate the hundreds of lives in my Tianjiazhuang?"

This is nothing to talk about.

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