When Jiang He heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the eldest princess, and saw her sitting at the stone table, twisting her cup and drinking lightly, lowering her eyes and not wanting to get involved in the matter between them, and his heart became a little calmer.

"Since the Empress does not want to have any involvement with Wen Bohou's Mansion, don't ask about Wen Bohou's Mansion in a hypocritical way."

Jiang Jiang nodded simply, "Okay, I won't ask."

Jiang He felt uncomfortable by Jiang Jiang's neat promise. She opened her mouth several times, and finally held her breath and said coldly, "The Empress is here to attend the banquet, so please sit down."

"No, I am the maid of His Highness the Crown Prince today." Jiang Jiang raised his lips and smiled, with bright eyebrows and eyes, "Please don't show it."

His Highness’s maid?!

Jiang He couldn't help but grit his teeth. Has she been so unscrupulous with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?!

Your Majesty is blind, and he can't see the trick between these two people?!

"What does that Empress want Jiang He to do?"

At this moment, Yan Qingmu finally finished listening to the scene, put down his cup and stood up and walked up, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to do anything."

"She is just a maid from the East Palace, that's all." She looked at Jiang He with cold eyes, "Is it difficult for Miss Jiang to think that she doesn't exist?"

The original eldest princess suddenly spoke for the little queen, and Jiang He then remembered that the crown prince was willing to come because of the eldest princess. Looking back on her words just now, she held back her anger and lowered her head, "It's not difficult."

"It's almost noon now, and the banquet is about to begin. Please come over."

Yan Qingmu nodded lightly and then signaled to Jiang Jiang. Jiang Jiang understood what she meant and followed her maid behind her.

Jingyi Villa was not the property of Wen Bohou's Mansion, but Jiang He borrowed it from his home for a few days.

The villa is decorated with a bit of Jiangnan. It has small bridges, flowing water, white walls and black tiles, and exquisite and beautiful bamboo pavilions. Standing in the main hall and looking outside, there are clusters of flowers, all of which are flowers of the season, and they are very careful in their care.

The main hall was filled with the children of aristocratic families who were invited this time, and the young master and the girl sat on both sides.

The most noble ones here are the prince and the eldest princess. Their positions are the main seats that they saw at first sight when they entered the main hall, two low tables, one left and one right.

Although Jiang He is the host, his identity is naturally not as good as these two, so he sat in the first place on the right, opposite the second prince Yan Qingheng.

Jiang Jiang saw Yan Huaishu, blinked at him, then saw Nanling's small movements, and took small steps toward the pillar where Nanling was located, which was just blocked by curtains. Jiang Jiang wandered and hid behind the pillar.

The banquet had already begun. Jiang Jiang smelled the fragrance. Even though he had already had lunch, he still slapped his mouth unconsciously.

There is never enough food.

Suddenly, Nanling pushed her, handed a pot of wine to her, and whispered, "Your Highness is calling you over."

Um?

Jiang Jiang raised his head from the tempting dishes and looked at the man in the ink robe in the front seat. Seeing him pecking with a glass of wine, he looked elsewhere, and kicked Nanling and lowered his voice, "Where is he looking for me again? Nanling, you are much better than your brother."

"Hiss..." The little queen's foot was really strong, Nanling endured the pain, "Look at your highness's hand, I didn't lie to you."

Jiang Jiang looked over after hearing this. Sure enough, the man covered his hand under the desk table with one hand. His eyes glanced at her without any trace, and his slender fingers gently hooked.

Tell me, so introverted call.

Jiang Jiang sneered in her heart and took a step to go over. Suddenly, a strange voice called her, "You, that green maid, come here."

You can only wear green clothes, blue, blue!

Jiang Jiang grinded his teeth and looked over and saw the young man in purple robe sitting under the second prince looking at her, urging impatiently, "Hurry up, I'm out of wine, take it over."

Is your gay and purple look good in green clothes?!

Jiang Jiang complained secretly, and before Nanling could hold her, she had already brought the wine pot over.

Before Yan Huaishu could wait for the little queen, he saw her walking towards the direction of the son of the Minister of Works. His eyebrows frowned and his dangerous eyes fell.

As soon as Jiang Jiang moved, several gazes moved over.

"There is no wine, right?" Jiang Jiang smiled with an official smile, raised her hand and filled all the wine glasses on his table, "Drink."

The Minister of Works was surnamed Song. The Song family's young master looked at the four or five glasses of wine on the table and was confused. This maid was really different as the second prince said.

His slightly dizzy eyes moved up the hem of the skirt. He saw that although the maid was not as eye-catching as an ordinary woman, she looked so beautiful when she smiled.

He raised his hand and drank all the glasses of wine, "Come on, come again!"

"I am drinking well!"

Haha, give her stubbornness.

These days, there are really fools who drink wine for themselves.

Jiang Jiang sneered, then poured the cup over, "Come on, drink."

After saying that, she felt the quest next to her, with a hint of malicious gaze, turned her head and met the second prince's eyes, shook the wine pot in her hand, "Do you want to drink too?"

"No, no, no." Yan Qingheng pointed to the pot of wine on his desk and raised a bright smile, "Mother... the girl serves Mr. Song, and this prince has wine."

Serve to the end.

She is not worthy of drinking.

Jiang Jiang placed the wine pot on the table of the Song family's young master, turned around and was about to leave. As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly heard something heavy behind him fall to the ground, and then his skirt was caught.

The young master of the Song family put seven or eight cups into his stomach, and his tongue became big, "Don't...don't leave, pour me wine..."

When he fell, most of the eyes of the hall moved over. Jiang Jiang did not change his face, raised her foot and stepped on the hand. While he was hurt, he grabbed his dress and pulled it out, calmly returned to the Taoist pillar to avoid the curious gaze of everyone.

Nanling gave Jiang Jiang a thumbs up and whispered, "Empress is amazing!"

Jiang Jiang showed a bright smile, "Average."

She just has never seen anyone who can't get along with her and has to drink her own wine.

Nanling pushed her again, "Your Highness is calling you."

Jiang Jiang was very neat and raised her feet and passed by. Because it was the desk, she knelt down on the side with a very regular manner, raised her hand to pour wine for him, and lowered her voice, "What are you calling me?"

"What happened just now?" Yan Huaishu said calmly, and at the same time stuffed the oil paper bag in her hand into her palm. Jiang Jiang's eyes lit up and she quickly hid it in her sleeve.

"He has no alcohol, so I will give him your pot."

"Is that young master stupid? I poured wine and it was him who was drunk, just like drinking water."

"I will call you later, and I will just say that."

Jiang Jiang nodded, "When will it end? You won't hunt if you drink so much?"

"They will not return to Beijing until tomorrow and hunt tomorrow."

Jiang Jiang was excited when she heard this, "Then let's live here for a night?"

I'll go back tomorrow, it's so exciting!

"We have to wait for the reply from our father." Yan Huaishu said softly. When he decided to take the young emperor to come, he had already sent someone to send a message to his father. However, they are now in the suburbs of Beijing, and the news came slowly.
Chapter completed!