flstandardbreds Chapter 138 Dinner Meeting
Chapter 138 Dinner Meeting
Yan Qiu stretched out his finger and gently poked Nan Jinming behind him, and Nan Jinming finally came back to his senses.
"what happened?"
Yan Qiu raised his chin and turned to look at the center of the dance floor. A beautiful woman was dancing gracefully in the center of the dance floor. In the middle, a man dressed in exotic clothes was dancing a dance unique to southern Xinjiang.
Nan Jinming's eyes suddenly dimmed, and when he saw the man's stunning face, he immediately became alert.
"This person is a prince of Southern Xinjiang, and he is indeed good-looking."
"The more beautiful they are, the more dangerous they are."
Zhuge Yanhuai simply glanced at the people in the center of the dance floor and then looked away.
"Your Majesty, Lord Feng has arrived."
The palace servant beside him reminded him attentively. Zhuge Yanhuai's eyebrows moved slightly, and then he set his eyes on the direction from which he came. As the palace servant shouted, "Lord Feng is here!"
Everyone else looked in the direction where the voice came from, and sure enough, Nangong Jingcheng was dressed very formally today. The phoenix robe he was wearing was embroidered with gold threads, making it look lifelike. He wore a phoenix crown on his head, his hair was combed neatly, and he looked very energetic.
The Prime Minister sat in the lower seat next to Zhuge Yanhuai, looking at Nangong Jingcheng in front of him. It was really a man who changed a lot after growing up, and he could not keep him. Sending him to the palace was also a helpless move. In order to maintain the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, he had to make sacrifices.
"My lord, I have met your Majesty."
The position of Feng Jun is second only to the emperor and above everyone else. No one can compare to his respect, including his mother.
"come over."
Zhuge Yanhuai waved her hand, and her every move showed the demeanor of an emperor. Since Prince Qingping did not come today, no one could control her.
Nangong Jingcheng held his head high and chest out, and sat down next to Zhuge Yanhuai. The two noble gentlemen had also arrived early. If he were not the master of the harem, no one except the emperor could control him.
"Didn't you just say that you were not feeling well and couldn't come?"
"I feel better now. I haven't seen my mother for a long time and I miss her, so I came here."
As Nangong Jingcheng spoke, his gaze fell on Nangong Ling below. Seeing her drinking with her head down, he knew that this person was also afraid to face him.
What mother would push her son into a fire pit like this?
Nangong Jingcheng felt resentment and helplessness in his heart. Even if Nangong Ling did something wrong, she was still his mother.
"Mr. Prime Minister, thank you for marrying your precious son to me. Here, I offer you a toast."
Zhuge Yanhuai picked up the wine glass on the table and raised it high towards Nangong Ling who had not yet reacted.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome."
Nangong Ling quickly picked up the wine glass on the table and respectfully toasted Zhuge Yanhuai.
Nangong Jingcheng's cold eyes swept around and finally fell on the seat where Nan Jinming was sitting.
Nan Jinming was drinking with his head down, wondering why he met that man here. He originally thought that they would never have any intersection in this life, after all, he had left Southern Xinjiang early.
"What is the name of this Southern Xinjiang prince?"
"Wuma Xie."
"This name is quite peculiar, and this person is quite good-looking."
"This is the surname of the royal family of Southern Xinjiang."
Nan Jinming glanced at Yan Qiu in front of him as if he was an idiot, picked up the wine on the table and drank it all in one gulp. This wine was osmanthus wine, which was not very irritating to the throat and tasted quite good.