The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Emperor Liang left, and the prince continued to host the banquet, but everyone was not thinking about eating at the banquet. They all wanted to eat melon.

Wang Gang sat there alone, drinking wine and eating meat, and no one dared to come forward.

Princess Nihuang didn't have so many scruples and directly sat down next to Wang Gang with a wine bottle.

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing, it's so quiet here, there's not even a person toasting." Princess Nihuang poured Wang Gang a glass of wine and said with a smile.

"Everyone is worried about the Crown Prince and Prince Yu, so they don't dare to talk to me." Wang Gang said calmly.

"You asking His Majesty to marry me in public is no less than showing that you are participating in the fight for the right to inherit the throne." Nihuang said worriedly.

"We've decided to seize the legitimate heir anyway, why hide it?" Wang Gang said nonchalantly.

Nihuang frowned and said, "You are not afraid of the Crown Prince and Prince Yu targeting you, but the Yunnan Palace is!"

Wang Gang said contemptuously: "I have never taken them seriously, so you don't have to be afraid. Or is it that the Yunnan Palace is not prepared to support me?"

Nihuang laughed back and said: "Prince Jing is so domineering, as if the throne is in your pocket. It's just that I, my little sister, have suffered a lot and become a thorn in the eyes of the emperor and the prince. From now on, it will be even more difficult to get food and salary from the southern border."

Wang Gang put down his chopsticks and said, "I thought you would wait until the banquet is over before you come to me to settle the score."

Nihuang glanced at the ministers who were peeking here, and chuckled: "My little sister doesn't know that His Highness Prince Jing has always admired me."

Wang Gang said indifferently: "I just don't want you to marry outside. When I win the first place in the martial arts contest, I will deliberately lose to you."

Nihuang seemed to have guessed what Wang Gang would say, clasping his fists and saying, "We are indeed old friends, thank you."

Nihuang and Emperor Liang originally agreed to compete in a martial arts competition to recruit a son-in-law, but there was a condition that the winner of the competition must defeat her before she would marry him.

What Nihuang did was actually an excuse to avoid getting married. Unexpectedly, she attracted a large group of masters, some of whom were even better than her.

Princess Nihuang was worried about how it would end these days. When Wang Gang asked Emperor Liang to marry her just now, Nihuang probably guessed that her old friend wanted to help her.

Nihuang believed that everyone in the world wanted to marry him, but Prince Jing would not, because they had the same person in their hearts.

Even more because regardless of whether Prince Jing marries her or not, the Yunnan Palace will always be on his side.

As she lowered her head and thought, Princess Nihuang couldn't help but glance at Mei Changsu, who was sitting at the end, eating silently.

Wang Gang saw the look in Princess Nihuang's eyes, raised the corner of his mouth, and said, "Why, have you fallen in love with Qilin Talent?"

Nihuang turned around and smiled at Wang Gang: "Prince Jing really knows Mei Changsu."

"The top one in Langya is Mei Lang from Jiangzuo. No one in the world knows him." Wang Gang said nonchalantly.

"But you have never met, but Prince Jing can tell you who Mei Changsu is." Princess Nihuang narrowed her eyes and said quietly.

Wang Gang said: "I heard that the prince brought Mei Changsu into the palace this time. I recognize all the civil and military officials in the court, except for Mei Changsu, who I have never met."

Nihuang didn't believe it: "Prince Jing, don't you think Mei Changsu looks like the same person?"

"Who?" Wang Gang asked knowingly.

"A friend we all know, a friend we haven't seen in 12 years."

The name Lin Shu was taboo in the palace, so it was inconvenient for Nihuang to say it, but she was certain that Wang Gang knew who she was talking about.

"The two of them look completely different." Wang Gang shook his head.

"I'm not talking about looks, but the way people feel." Nihuang lowered his head and said.

Wang Gang joked: "Have you fallen in love with Jiangzuo Meilang? How about letting him participate in the martial arts competition to recruit a bride? When I meet him, he deliberately admits defeat."

"Prince Jing, please don't make fun of me." Nihuang shook his head and sighed: "I just feel sad that among the people in this palace, there are still a few who remember the former Young Marshal Chi Yan."

Wang Gang put down his wine glass, looked around, and reminded: "Be careful what you say, there are also people from the Xuanjing Division in the palace."

Nihuang realized that he had made a mistake, so he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Prince Jing, can you do me a little favor?" Nihuang said, "Go and meet Mei Changsu. I want to know if you will feel the same as me." Wang Gang sighed in his heart, thinking about you guys It's really troublesome to hate men and women, and so does Mei Changsu. Now that he's back, why not tell Nihuang his true identity.

"Okay." Wang Gang stood up and walked towards Mei Changsu, who was sitting at the back, holding the wine glass.

Now everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Gang again.

Mei Changsu was calm, and it was not until Wang Gang walked in front of him that he slowly stood up and saluted.

"Grassman Su Zhe, please see His Highness Prince Jing."

Wang Gang laughed and said, "You are Su Zhe. Princess Nihuang asked me to come and meet you."

Wang Gang did not lower his voice deliberately, and everyone around him could hear his words.

Princess Nihuang almost found a hole in the ground and crawled into it.

"I wonder if Princess Nihuang has anything to do with the grassroots." Mei Changsu said calmly.

Wang Gang sat directly opposite Mei Changsu, stared at his face carefully, and said, "Princess Nihuang said you resemble an old friend of ours!"

Mei Changsu pretended to be curious and said: "The prince and the princess are old friends, and their status must be either rich or noble. It is an honor for Su Zhe to look similar to him."

Wang Gang smiled and said: "You are not similar to that person at all. I think Princess Nihuang is interested in you, so she said that deliberately."

Mei Changsu's heart skipped a beat, and he clasped his fists and said, "The princess has golden branches and jade leaves, but Su Zhe doesn't dare to climb high."

Wang Gang didn't listen to Mei Changsu's words at all and said to himself: "Have you ever married a wife?"

Mei Changsu shook his head helplessly and said: "Su Zhe is not married."

Wang Gang was surprised and said: "Look, you are thirty years old, but you haven't married yet?"

Mei Changsu explained: "Su Zhe suffers from a stubborn illness and has weak bones. He doesn't want to drag others down."

Wang Gang frowned and said: "I have some medical skills, do you dare to take my pulse?"

Mei Changsu's face twitched and he refused: "Su has a minor illness and I dare not trouble the prince. Besides, this kind of occasion is not suitable for medical treatment."

"There's so much nonsense." Wang Gang reached out impatiently, grabbed Mei Changsu's left wrist, and pressed it on the table.

Mei Changsu wanted to resist, but he had no strength to restrain the chicken, and his resistance was in vain.

Wang Gang pretended to feel Mei Changsu's pulse, and then said: "Your pulse is indeed very weak. You have some problems with your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. Is it strange?"

Mei Changsu wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wang Gang held him firmly.

"Don't move." Wang Gang said, "Your pulse is strange."

Mei Changsu panicked, thinking that Wang Gang had seen something.

Did he know that Concubine Jing was a medical woman before she entered the palace, so it was not surprising that Wang Gang had inherited some medical skills.

"Why do you have to be so forceful, Your Majesty?" Mei Changsu said slightly displeased.

Wang Gang finally let go of Mei Changsu's hand, stared into his eyes seriously, and said, "Has Mr. Su been poisoned before?"

Mei Changsu's pupils shrank, suppressing the shock in his heart, and said: "Did the prince misunderstand that Su has never been poisoned?"

Wang Gang touched his chin and pretended to think: "Impossible! Your pulse is clearly from poisoning, and someone used violent means to remove the poison from you, causing the source of injury."

Hearing this, Mei Changsu's left hand shook.

At this time a voice came from behind.

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing."