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Chapter 50 The Palace Banquet Plans Heavy Soul Nightmare [3]

The bright moonlight and the endless stars.

How many people are drinking and having fun in the Royal Garden?

A trace of coldness flashed in Qi Li's eyes, and he sat in an elegant manner, looking at Feng Chenyao motionlessly.

"Yan'er, when it comes to Han Yuting, I will give you one after I go back, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation! Is that OK?"

Feng Chenyao knew that he could not hide anything from Qi Liyan now. He picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it in one sip, and he held a hint of praying in his eyes, looked at her and said in a low voice.

"Feng Chenyao, do you always think that you can arrange everything?"

Qi Liyan felt disappointed in her heart. She couldn't understand why Feng Chenyao wanted to use her hatred for Han Yuting to trick her into the palace banquet.

If we look at Feng Chenyao's starting point, he is also kind-hearted.

Her mother specially sent an order to ask Qi Liyan to be present. If Qi Liyan did not come this time, Li Qianrou would definitely use this matter as an excuse to make things difficult for her in the future!

Listening to what Qi Liyan said to him, Feng Chenyao felt pain but couldn't say it, and began to drink one cup after another.

Qi Liyan looked at him and did not make any persuasion. She just picked up the chopsticks and ate the dishes she liked.

"Aunt, can I go over and sit with my cousin?"

Li Ziling grabbed the corner of his clothes with his hands, looked at Feng Chenyao and Qi Liyan for a long time, and said to Li Qianrou with a little hesitation.

"What's wrong with Ling'er?" Li Qianrou asked Li Ziling in confusion. Then, she picked up the chopsticks on the table and picked up some bamboo shoots and fried meat for her. "Ling'er, don't just be distracted, eat some food!"

"I, aunt, I can't eat it!"

After Li Qianrou finished speaking, Li Ziling lowered her head and said in a slightly aggrieved voice.

"Don't worry, Ling'er!" Li Qianrou said, holding her hand, "I will definitely do what my aunt promises you!"

"Thank you aunt!" After hearing her repeated assurances, Li Ziling stopped being depressed and happily picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

The ministers and families around them raised their false smiles and spoke happily while talking.

"Your Majesty, look at Miss Qi, she looks so good!"

Lin Yaluan's narrow eyes were full of smiles. She looked at Qi Liyan sitting there, thinking for a moment, and said softly to the Emperor sitting beside her and staring at Li Qianrou.

After listening to the queen's words, Feng Lintian stared at her face seriously for a long time when he saw Qi Liyan's noble aura revealing every move, trying to find some flaws in it, but in the end he failed.

"Your Majesty, look how good the prince and Miss Qi are! Why not..." Lin Yaluan paused, leaned over, lowered his voice and asked, "How about giving them marriages? Judging from Miss Qi's clothes, it must be because the prince was willing to become the prince's concubine!"

"This..." Feng Lintian thought of Li Qianrou. He was extremely confused when he thought of Li Ziling.

"But Qi Liyan's parents both died, and they would not help Yaoer in inheriting the throne in the future!"

"The prince's ability is obvious to all the people in Li Kingdom! How could he give up the person he loves because of the family family!"

After hearing his words, Lin Yaluan felt a sense of jealousy in her heart. Why? She is the queen, but her son is sent out of the capital most of the year because the emperor is afraid of weakening Feng Chenyao's prestige!

The jealousy towards Li Qianrou was a little more. "This throne can only be my son! No one can take it away, and Feng Chenyao is even more impossible!"

"No! I don't agree!"
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