Ye Ziluo personally went to send an invitation to Sheng Liunian, and the invitation was also ordered to be sent to Murong's house.

The difference is that the invitation to the Murong family was to invite Murong Mingzhu and the two young masters of the Murong family to go to the banquet together.

"I think this is not right."

Murong Shang held the invitation and frowned at Murong Mingzhu, "Will there be ghosts inside? It's so good, why would King Nanling invite us?"

Everyone knows that Murong Mingzhu and Feng Youran are mortal enemies.

To put it bluntly, it is because Ye Zhilan and Ye Ziluo are mortal enemies.

Has anyone given invitations to his mortal enemy on his birthday?

If there is a problem, there must be a problem.

Murong Jiao said lightly: "The invitation was born to King Nanling. If he didn't go, it would be too rude. If the Murong family loses its politeness, outsiders will discuss it."

Murong Mingzhu nodded and said, "The third brother is right. This invitation is not just for us. It is said that there are many wealthy families in the imperial capital, including high-ranking officials and nobles. If we don't go, it would be too ugly."

It's a secret to fight.

On the surface, Ye Ziluo was the King of Nanling. He had the highest status except Ye Zhilan. He invited people from the Murong family but the Murong family members were unreasonable.

Murong Shang thought about it and said this was the reason, but he was still worried and said to Murong Mingzhu, "I'll go with my third brother, you can stay at home."

Murong Mingzhu shook her head, "The first one written on this invitation is to invite the head of the Murong family. If I don't go, Ye Ziluo will take the opportunity to take the lead."

"But I still think it's dangerous. Ye Ziluo is very sinister." Murong Shang felt that this invitation was hot.

Murong Mingzhu also knew the strangeness of this invitation, but as the head of the family, she had no reason to refuse, so she could only comfort Murong Shang, "Don't worry, second brother, I brought Liu Yue Lue'e and Danyi, with them three, who can get close to me? Otherwise, you and the third brother, what are you afraid of?"

Having said that, Murong Shang was still worried.

If you are afraid, you will be afraid. There is no good wine, and there is no good banquet for you...

No matter how much I struggle, I still have to attend this banquet.

At night, Ziluo held a banquet at Guyang Mountain Villa in the suburbs of the city. In the evening, there were endless crowds of people at the entrance of the villa and the sounds were heard.

Carriages carry celebrities who resound throughout the imperial capital. At a glance, the senior executives and wealthy people in the imperial capital were almost half of them.

Seeing this attitude, Murong Shang breathed a little relieved.

No matter what, in front of so many people, I don’t believe that Ye Ziluo still dares to play tricks!

Murong Shang lifted the heavy curtain of the car, reached out and helped Murong Mingzhu get out of the car.

When everyone saw that it was Murong Mingzhu, they immediately came to say hello.

Murong Mingzhu also returned one by one, Liu Yue and Dan Yi always stood beside her, vaguely protecting her from being approached.

The group entered the villa, and outside the main hall, Murong Mingzhu was stopped.

"The servants cannot enter Yuyu Hall."

Although there are many servants from high-ranking officials and nobles, Murong Mingzhu obviously brought the most.

Murong Mingzhu stood outside the hall, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why can't you bring your subordinates in?"

The guard guarding outside replied: "This is given to King Nanling by the late emperor. There is a plaque in Yuyu Hall. No one who has nothing to do with it cannot enter, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the late emperor."

Who would dare to bring his servants in after this big hat is buckled off?

Murong Shang began to be nervous again and looked at Murong Mingzhu, "Mingzhu..."

Murong Mingzhu waved her hand and said lightly: "Since that's the case, Liu Yue, Lue E, Dan Yi, you three stay outside."

"Yes, Miss."

It was agreed, but some concerns appeared in the eyes of the three of them.

Murong Mingzhu was the same person, the more nervous she was, the calmer she was. No matter what she was thinking in her heart, her beautiful little face remained calm.

By the way, I was in a mood to look up at the plaque.

"Yuyutang" should mean the meaning of Qionglou Yuyu, and the meaning is OK, as for the word...

Murong Mingzhu once saw Ye Zhilan's calligraphy. Looking at this plaque, it was really a verdict. Ye Zhilan won without any pressure.

When I entered Yuyu Hall, I saw a short table in neat order. In the middle, there was a long table, and Ye Ziluo was already sitting on it.

The guards who led Murong Mingzhu in took her to a position close to Ye Ziluo, and Murong Shang and Murong Jiao were next to her.

Murong Shang was somewhat relieved. Even if he did not have Dan Yi, with his and the third brother's martial arts, if something happened, he could still protect Mingzhu.

Sheng Liunian originally walked in with a fan and yawning, but at first glance he saw Murong Mingzhu, and walked towards Murong Mingzhu very well.

When Murong Mingzhu saw Sheng Liunian, she subconsciously frowned, "Why are you here?"

"I asked this," Sheng Liunian's fan was extremely elegant. "Of course it's because I am qualified to come. I am the young master of the Sheng family. Ye Ziluo came to invite me in person. Why? Do Miss Murong have any opinions?"

What can Murong Mingzhu have? Since Sheng Liunian is in the imperial capital, it would be really strange that Ziluo didn't invite him that Ye Ziluo.

It’s just that I’m not in the same way as Sheng Liunian, and I feel distracted when I see it.

Seeing that Murong Mingzhu ignored her, Sheng Liunian found a seat and sat directly opposite Murong Mingzhu.

After everyone sat down, Ye Ziluo stood up, raised his wine glass and smiled: "Today is my birthday. I am very pleased with you. I wish you this first glass of wine."

Everyone present stood up and raised their glasses to drink.

Murong Mingzhu doesn't like drinking very much and doesn't have much alcohol. After only taking a bite, she put down the wine glass and never moved it again.

Through the bright red carpet, Sheng Liunian held up a cup and shook her eyes at Murong Mingzhu, looking like she was looking for a fight.

Murong Mingzhu was too lazy to pay attention to him. She fiddled with the dishes in front of her, and thought Ye Ziluo was disgusted with. Can't he use a better chef for the birthday banquet of the dignified prince?

Ye Ziluo continued with a smile, "Everyone can do whatever you want tonight, don't be afraid of me, just be as good as you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, a whistle sound suddenly came from outside the hall.

A man in a strange costume held a flute and walked into Yuyu Hall while blowing. As he came in, more than a dozen women dressed in Western Regions. The women were dressed in light gauze, with short tops strangled, revealing a piece of white waist, with gold and silver thread wrapped around their waists, wide-leg trousers under their waists, long gauze scarf on their heads, holding a purple lotus in their hands, and barefoot in the hall.

Dance is graceful.

The sound of the flute is exotic, and the dancer's dance is seductive.

As the flute frequency accelerated, the dancers began to rotate in the hall again.

The more they spin, the faster and faster they were, the petals of the lotus in their hands were flying up, and the rich fragrance of flowers filled the entire Yuyutang.

The fragrance of flowers is everywhere, and the dancers' white slender waists are dizzy.
Chapter completed!