Prince Li's heart was angry and scared, and he wanted to go up immediately to testify against Nan Yuchen, but he was afraid of his strength behind him.

"Are you confused from the Prince? You invited him to a banquet at the Prince's Mansion before! A man shouted.

The prince's face was even more ugly.

"If you want me to say, the disappearance of the prince should not have anything to do with the Seventh Highness."

"Maybe, hahahaha."

Wen Mingxu took Fu Ruolan to walk around the banquet, deliberately avoiding Nan Yuchen and Prince Li.

After a while, the master of Miao Jiang came over, and the banquet officially began.

Fu Ruolan sat next to Wen Mingxu, and the two talked happily and talked very harmoniously.

Nan Yuchen sat opposite Fu Ruolan, looking at Fu Ruolan with a gentle smile, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

The nest was on fire, but it was bumped into the prince.

Fu Ruolan was chatting happily, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Nan Yuchen's side fighting, and immediately retracted her thoughts and looked over there.

It turned out that he ran over there from the prince to offend Nan Yuchen, and Nan Yuchen seemed to be angry, and the two couldn't help fighting.

Fu Ruolan frowned slightly, this is Miao Jiang's banquet.

No matter what it is.

"Good fight, good fight!"

"Wonderful."

Everyone coaxed, feeling that it was not enjoyable to watch, and longed for them to fight again.

The master of Miao Jiang sat on the high platform, his face darkened, and he said in a deep voice: "Both of you are strong martial arts people, and you have also learned from each other, so let's enjoy the show next." ”

As a banquet, Wu Chuchu naturally prepared many pleasing programs.

Singing and dancing is essential.

Nan Yuchen returned to his seat with an injury on his face, and the prince was beaten even worse, snorted coldly, and sat back without showing weakness.

If it weren't for those people making fun of him, why would he have saved his face here?

The first show was singing and dancing, and everyone was looking forward to it.

It was Wu Chuchu who appeared, followed by a dancing girl.

The audience immediately cheered, and there was even a very impolite whistle, Wu Chuchu was as beautiful as a fairy, and his figure was excellent, but this time he was wearing a costume that exposed his belly button, and the popularity of his figure was completely revealed.

Fu Ruolan was also amazed for a moment, and looked at Nan Yuchen for the first time, only to see that his face was unwavering, and he was not in pain.

Looking at Wen Mingxu again, the same is true.

Fu Ruolan couldn't help but have some questions, could it be that they are all Yanagi Hui? Don't you feel tempted to see such a beautiful woman?

"It's beautiful." Fu Ruolan sighed.

Wen Mingxu laughed lightly.

"Brother Wen, what are you laughing at?" Fu Ruolan looked at him puzzled.

He smiled again and explained lightly: "I thought that women in the world would think that they were the most beautiful." ”

Fu Ruolan's face was slightly red, and she retorted: "How come, women also like good-looking people very much." ”

Everyone in the world loves beautiful things.

"I don't think it's beautiful, it's not as good as you." Wen Mingxu said seriously.

"Brother Wen has an overreputation."

"Your Highness, you can't drink anymore." Kazama looked at his master's lifeless cup after cup of drink, and said worriedly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

Nan Yuchen looked at Fu Ruolan opposite, ignored half a sentence, and never stopped pouring wine in his hand.

"Your Highness, you really can't drink anymore, Miss Fu knows that she will be angry." Kazama had no choice but to move out of Fu Ruolan, hoping that Nan Yuchen would listen to it.

"If she had been angry, she would have come a long time ago." Nan Yuchen replied dissatisfiedly.

Looking at Nan Yuchen's childish appearance, Kazama felt helpless and funny.

"Maybe she's already angry and doesn't want to care about you." The wind is indirect.

There is some truth in what he said.

Fu Ruolan in the distance naturally noticed that Nan Yuchen was drinking constantly, the injury on his face was not healed, and the blood was still flowing leisurely.

It's really deadly.

She was angry, but she always remembered that Nan Yuchen was just using herself, and this move must also be to win her sympathy.

If she wasn't here, Nan Yuchen would definitely not be like this.

She was just chatting with Wen Mingxu, and she forgot to see where Prince Li went, and glanced around only to find that Prince Li was sitting one meter away from her, and there was only one seat in the middle, which was still empty.

So now, Prince Li was staring at her nakedly, with a lewd and evil gaze.

Fu Ruolan couldn't help but feel a chill.

Prince Li looked at Fu Ruolan in disbelief, he never thought that she was still alive, he ran out when he fished in troubled waters, could it be that the beggar that Nan Yuchen was holding at that time was really Fu Ruolan?

But Fu Ruolan is so good-looking, how could she fall to that point?

No, no, Fu Ruolan fell into the ancient tomb, it is impossible to come out alive, absolutely impossible.

Fu Ruolan naturally didn't know what Prince Li was thinking, she only felt that he was thinking about something dirty.

After all, this old man is a pervert.

"Ruolan." Wen Mingxu called out and pulled Fu Ruolan back from his thoughts, and Fu Ruolan looked at him puzzled.

Wen Mingxu pointed to the opposite side and motioned for Fu Ruolan to look over.

Fu Ruolan looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that Wu Chuchu was dancing Miao Jiang's dance, with an exotic taste.

And Wu Chuchu was in front of Nan Yuchen at the moment, scratching his head and posing, shaking his head and tail.

Very welcoming.

"What's wrong? Did she jump wrong? Fu Ruolan turned around and asked Wen Mingxu seriously.

Wen Mingxu looked at her in astonishment, "Aren't you angry?" ”

Nan Yuchen and that Princess Miao Jiang were so close that outsiders could see that Princess Miao Jiang liked Nan Yuchen, and it was deliberate.

And Fu Ruolan, as Nan Yuchen's..., the person who is about to become his wife, is not angry?

Fu Ruolan's eyes flickered, and she said calmly: "Brother Wen, I told you a long time ago, and I had just a misunderstanding with His Royal Highness the Seventh before. ”

"You really have nothing to do with each other?" Wen Mingxu asked in disbelief.

Somewhere in my heart, a strange emotion flashed.

"Hmm." Fu Ruolan answered firmly.

Even if there was before, there will never be.

Wu Chuchu smiled like a flower, and her exquisite makeup set off her more brilliant in this dark night, her limbs were coordinated, dancing like a snake, and her waist was even more slender, twisting and turning.

The dancing girls around her have become green leaves that set off her.

The master of Miao Jiang was very happy, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but such a popular person in the audience was his daughter.

Seeing that Wu Chuchu had been flattering the Seventh Highness intentionally or unintentionally, no matter how stupid he was, he could see that Wu Chuchu liked him.

It's not that he hasn't thought about marrying Tianxing, but even if he wants to marry, it shouldn't be Wu Chuchu, he is reluctant to marry Wu Chuchu, afraid that she will suffer in Tianxing and no one will cry.

Let's just wait a little longer.

If the Seventh Highness was also interested in Wu Chuchu, he would reluctantly agree to the marriage.