Dressed in Chinese Clothes: Allure

Huashang is in the fifth seat, but the third seat is a middle-aged man, about forty years old. It is said that there is a very prestigious prime minister in Fu State, and he must be the prime minister Wang Meng.

"Bailu's son is just taking the honor of our Fu Kingdom's soldiers, King Hejian, you can't say such a thing." A middle-aged man's thick voice sounded in the hall, and the person who spoke was Wang Meng.

Wang Meng's status in Fu Kingdom can be said to be below one person and above ten thousand people, and Yan Ji trusts him very much.Although there are still a group of princes above him, it can be seen from his attitude towards the princes at this moment that he doesn't take those princes seriously.

Although King Hejian's words were refuted by Wang Meng.However, the ultimate goal is to ridicule Murong Jun, although he is not happy, but.There is no objection.

Hua Chang frowned slightly, she knew that Murong Jun had a special status, he was a subjugated prince from a foreign country, but he held the position of Duke in Fu State.He also served as the prefect of Pingyang, but he rarely participated in political affairs.However, Murong Jun has no real power, why do these people target him like this.Although she was angry in her heart, she couldn't attack it at the moment.

Murong Jun sat on the side calmly, silently accepting all the ridicule, Hua Chang's eyes were slightly sore, at this moment, she finally understood why Murong Jun could maintain the same iceberg expression for thousands of years.

"Bailu's child is bloodless. He hasn't said a word for a long time. He looks like a human being. It's just that this little white face is used to serve women or men." Yan Lin's voice became more and more Great, even the Gentiles on the opposite side heard it.

This was a blatant insult. Hua Chang looked at those high-ranking people in disbelief and said such vulgar words.On such an occasion, they dared to openly ridicule Murong Jun who was already the Duke of Tang. If Murong Jun was captured here before, how would he have been treated?

A bleak picture seemed to appear in front of Huashang's eyes.The weak prince was born with a handsome face, but he was teased by the rude ones as a white prisoner, from a prince to a prisoner. This kind of gap is for a ten-year-old child to bear, and it lasts 14 years.

Murong Jun's face was still indifferent except for indifference, but the hand holding Hua Chang suddenly became much tighter, and Hua Chang was in pain.But she didn't cry out in pain. At this moment, her pain was not even one ten thousandth of his.

Those foreigners looked at Murong Jun with strange eyes, at the same time.He looked at Yan Lin a little angrily.

You must know that many of these foreigners are also princes and ministers who have subjugated the country. Although they have obtained official positions in Fu Kingdom, they inevitably feel like they are depending on others, in a sense.Murong Jun and they are in the same disease, and to laugh at Murong Jun is to laugh at them.

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, the eldest prince Yan Hui began to mediate the situation.He raised his wine glass and said in a loud voice, "Today is the day when my little sister from the royal family of the Fu Kingdom chooses her husband. It is naturally a day of great joy. All friends come to gather together. Let's talk and laugh. Don't really annoy me with some jokes." Friends. Otherwise, our crime would be serious. Today, everyone has a drink, come, drink this cup." Yan Hui is the king of Yanshan, and he is a famous prince.He has [-] soldiers and horses in his hand, enough face to buy people's hearts.

Seeing that people made it clear that they were not targeting someone, what they said was a joke.

It's just that Fu Guo is really domineering and arrogant.After they ridicule others, they don't allow others to have resentment in their hearts.

Most people didn't want to confront Fu Guo, but they were interested, and raised their wine glasses one after another.Murong Jun also picked up the wine glass under the gaze of countless people, but his whole body seemed to be surrounded by ice, freezing all the hustle and bustle.

Just at this time, the person at the table next to him cast a malicious look.That is Yanji's fourth son, Dongyang Wang Yanhong.Hua Chang felt disgusted as she looked at it with a pair of squinting peach blossom eyes.

Hua Chang wanted to turn the table even more at this moment, they ridiculed Murong Jun, not only in words, but also in actual actions.

Originally, wine, meat, fruit, etc. were placed on the table of each seat.However, on such an occasion, wine is indispensable, but the wine jug in front of Murong Jun is empty.

Hua Chang finally understood why Yan Hong smiled so happily.asshole.All assholes.Hua Chang cursed in his heart, even the eighteen generations of Yan's ancestors cursed.

Hua Chang bit her red lips tightly, looking at the indifferent Murong Jun, her heart began to twitch in pain, the prince of a subjugated country, who lives under the fence, although his position is high, is only a false name after all, what he gets is the most ruthless ridicule.

Everyone was laughing at Murong Jun, but Hua Chang didn't.While everyone was puzzled, she pulled off the walking stick on her head.Picking up the fruit on the table, with a pair of skillful hands, what was created was a visual feast that even the emperor could hardly enjoy.

Turning her slender fingers lightly, after a while, the apple in Hua Chang's hand turned into scattered apple blossoms.Finally, Huashang carved three apples. Following her movements, the spelled words were evenly scattered among the white porcelain plates. The peeled dragon fruit became the best decoration. Finally, Huashang poked open it with a hairpin. Oranges, squeeze out the orange juice, and the fragrant orange aroma wafts in the air.The rendered art of this plate of water and fruit is more and more attractive.

All eyes were fixed on them, not mocking, but envious.

Murong Jun looked at Huashang, and his clear black jade phoenix eyes became even brighter, as if they were shining with stars, Huashang could see her shadow, the shadow of her alone.

A pure smile emerged from Hua Chang's delicate face.

"The young master has never been able to drink alcohol, and today is such an important occasion. I think it will be good for my health if I eat some fruit before drinking." The light voice seemed out of place in the hustle and bustle of the banquet, like a fish out of water. The circles of water ripples are lightly chattering, the ripples are long, and the water is beautiful.

"Shang'er bothered. It's my luck to have you by my side." The earnest expression made people obsessed, but Hua Chang knew it was fake, but she couldn't help but sink.

Looking at all kinds of eyes, it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake in this false and real occasion.Simply, just treat it as a dream.Since this is a dream, let her feel it.

Murong Jun's well-articulated long fingers gently picked up a crystal apple blossom, and was about to put it into his mouth, but Hua Chang stopped him suddenly.The little hand gently handed over a red apple with a cute smiling face engraved on it, just like Hua Chang at the moment.

"Those flowers are not edible, if you want to eat, eat this."

Murong Jun understood, and the smile in his eyes became stronger. He took the smiling red apple in Hua Chang's hand, held it in his hand, and hid it in his heart.

The most genuine smile bloomed on the handsome face, just for one person.

How many people are envied by a pair of people.

A smile warms a lifetime of memories.

In the world of mortals, some things can only be understood.The rooting of a love may only take place in one thought.

Hua Chang didn't speak, but a smile and a heartfelt gaze brought everything to a perfect end.

All she can want is now.

After the feast, she was still a humble maid, and he was still the secretive Murong Jun.