Quick Transmigration: The host wants to die

Chapter 775 Wet Clothes
Chapter 775 Wet Clothes
The imperial garden is full of lanterns and is bright.

Seeing that the palace banquet was about to start, Xiao Heqi was looking for something in his eyes as he walked along the path.

Until the housekeeper saw a white figure at the end of the corridor, after several glances, he finally saw the man's face clearly, it was Nan Zhijian!

Xiao Heqi strode over with a sullen face.

There was no one else in the corridor here, and the two people who were far away came towards each other, and Ruan Xiaoli also looked after him.

Seeing the male lead in the world, Xiao Evil suddenly showed a helpless smile: "Waiting to start from elementary school, but..."

Today's villain's task is to go with the flow and accept the emperor's calculations, but if the hero of the world intervenes, will Xiao Li be fine all the way?

"Jian Jie, why are you here now?"

Originally, 'he' was not in a very good situation in the palace, why did he come to the banquet so late, what would 'he' do if he was made things difficult?
Xiao Heqi was dressed in a fine attire, and the jade pendant around his waist was of great value at first glance, and on his head was a half-feather crown inlaid with precious stones.

Ruan Xiaoli was dressed in a thin white dress that looked gorgeous but piercing. He had no accessories all over his body, and his long hair was only tied with a headband.

"Who prepared the clothes for you?"

Xiao Heqi noticed 'his' attire.

Ruan Xiaoli showed a gentle smile on his immature face; "Young Master?"

Although along the way Chen Dan always called him son when there were people, but she caught him calling him young master once in a while.

Xiao Heqi told 'him' his identity by tacit consent without refuting when he heard 'him' call the young master.

He continued to ask: "Why did you come so late, no one came to pick you up? And what's the matter with your clothes? Why are you so plain?"

After all, he didn't pay attention to any etiquette and directly reached out and touched the corner of 'his' clothes.

After touching it, I found that the clothes were not only plain, but also very prickly and thin.

"Who prepared the clothes for you!"

Compared to his anger, Ruan Xiaoli's expression was very calm, she said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Who else can prepare the clothes, just give them to me."

Xiao Heqi's hand holding the hem of his clothes stopped, and a look of inability to grasp flashed in his eyes.

Who else can prepare it.

Of course it was prepared by their Emperor Beihan.

This is how the size of the monarch of a great country is like this, Xiao Heqi found that the person he admired was not at all what he had heard and imagined.

"Go, I'll take you to change clothes."

Xiao Heqi reached out and was about to pull 'his' hand, but Ruan Xiaoli avoided his hand and took a step back to distance herself, she lowered her eyes and said, "Young Lord, the palace banquet is about to start, it's too late gone."

The palace banquet is indeed about to begin, and it is indeed too late.

But the point is not this sentence, but the movement of 'him' avoiding and retreating and the sound of "Little Lord".

'He' was keeping his distance.

Xiao Heqi looked at the thin little prince who only reached his chest in front of him. The time when "he" followed him to practice martial arts and the two were not involved by their identities could not go back.

'He' won't believe him anymore.

After all, Nan Zhichen is besieged on all sides, 'he' will not believe who is normal.

Xiao Heqi knew that this was normal, and that he could live longer in this man-eating palace only by maintaining such vigilance against Nan Zhijian, but he felt a little sad when he saw the disciple who was alienated from him.

"If you don't have time, go to the palace banquet first. Don't be late for the palace banquet."

He pretended not to know, ignoring 'his' alienation.

Ruan Xiaoli didn't leave, but lowered his head and didn't look at him.

Xiao Heqi curled his lips helplessly, he turned around and headed back to the imperial garden with big strides.

After waiting for him to walk a long way, Ruan Xiaoli stepped forward, and the two arrived at the Imperial Garden one after the other.

Even if someone noticed that the proton sent by Nanguo was present, no one would find out that 'he' had talked with the young master and the two had negotiations.

The palace banquet started, and everyone sat in their seats.

Following the announcement from the eunuch, the Beihan Emperor in dragon robes and the empress entered the table, and all the ministers got up and saluted.

The brightly lit imperial garden, the salutes of the ministers, the delicacies of the mountains and seas on the table, this is the peace and prosperity of a great country.

The emperor sat down and said a few words about the arrival of He Qiu and hoped that this year's autumn harvest would be a good one.

Sitting next to the emperor is the empress, and below are the seats for men and women. The noble concubine, the four concubines, the princess, the princess, and the daughter-in-law are all on the female seat, and here are the princes, princes, princes, princes, and ministers.
Ruan Xiaoli sat in the prince's team, after all, she is also a prince.

Ruan Xiaoli ate the food in front of her in small bites, and she found that there was spirits in her jug, very strong, if the wine tasted good, she might fall asleep, if the wine tasted bad, it would be a joke.

The food in front of me looked delicious, but it was actually a bit cold.

Her stomach is not very good, no matter how good these things are, she can't eat them.

There was a court lady pouring wine for the princes, and a court lady knelt beside Ruan Xiaoli to help pour the wine. Suddenly, with a trembling of her hands, half of the pot of wine was poured onto Ruan Xiaoli's clothes.

Before Ruan Xiaoli could speak, the palace maid prostrated herself on the ground and shouted, "Damn slave, slave!"

This shout immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding princes.

When everyone looked over, they saw Ruan Xiaoli sitting straight and the maid next to him lying down and begging for mercy. This scene looked as if Ruan Xiaoli had bullied the maid.

Where does the arrogance of a proton come from?
The Seventh Prince couldn't see it and said: "What's going on? You get up and talk first."

The maid said with a frightened look: "The slave is pouring wine, and His Highness suddenly raised his hand to hit the slave's jug, and the wine spilled."

Ruan Xiaoli: "."

Good guy, did she just bump into the hand of the maid?Why she doesn't know.

When the Seventh Prince heard this, he immediately felt that it was not a big deal, and it was the hand of that court lady in the Southern Kingdom, so he was bullying her because of her humble status?
"Nanzhi Chenjie, the maid didn't do it on purpose, and you hit the flagon with your hand, this is fine, don't make a fuss at the palace banquet."

Ruan Xiaoli lowered his eyes.

Well, don't give her a chance to speak at all, a few words will be her fault, no one will think that this palace lady is lying, if she continues to speak, she will be labeled as a fool at the palace banquet.

Ruan Xiaoli lightly flicked the corner of his wet clothes, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't say anything."

She didn't say a word, let alone punish the maid, everything was directed and acted by herself, okay?

The action of flicking the clothes also made the people around see that Ruan Xiaoli's clothes were wet, so it's because the wine was spilled?

The maid poured wine and wet the master's clothes. Normally, if the master was in a good mood, he would be punished with the stick. If the master was in a bad mood, he would be killed with the stick. Not to mention the palace banquet.

The Seventh Prince suddenly became dumb.

At this time, Xiao Heqi, who was a few seats away, said: "It is a fact that the master's clothes are wet, come here, pull them down."

(End of this chapter)