C35 A Coincidental Encounter in a Dream

These three matches had already ended, and the Southern Barbaric Nether Domain had lost. However, it did not prevent the banquet from continuing. The banquet was lively and vulgar, and endless sounds of firecrackers could be heard. The people over the banquet were jubilant, and their voices were jubilant and blissful.

After Meng Zixian returned to her seat, she could clearly sense that quite a few people were looking at her with questions in their eyes. She was no longer as relaxed and happy as she had been before.

This limelight was not only from the prince's officials, but also from the imperial concubines. The envious gaze was like an impenetrable net that tightly wrapped around her, and she couldn't help but begin to regret.

Earlier, no one paid attention to her, no matter how much they ignored her image. Now that someone was watching, in order to avoid being caught by the tail, she could only pretend with all her heart. Meng Zixian should be a delicate woman, that was all.

At the end of the banquet, there were even pastries, delicately crafted pastries, and ceremonial palace maids who served their dishes, forming a unique style that attracted the attention of others.

Meng Zixian picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite. The pastry dissolved as soon as it entered her mouth, and a fragrant aroma wafted into her mouth. She couldn't help but widen her eyes, thinking that the pastry was very delicious.

"Ling'er, try it." Meng Zixian took one and turned to give it to Ling'er.

"Little Lord, you can't!" Ling'er quietly reminded Meng Zixian. Meng Zixian had no choice but to give up, and ate a few more pieces of meat.

"Young master, drink some water."

After eating so much and her mouth was a little dry, Ling'er quickly poured Meng Zixian a cup of wine. Unexpectedly, when the wine touched the pastries, it created an even more delicious taste.

Meng Zixian took a sip of the pastries, then took a sip of wine and waited for the banquet to end.

Gu Jingyuan had long been drunk and his hands were dishonest, but there was no concubine by his side. He held the palace maid's hand and kept touching it. Now that the banquet had ended, no one noticed.

The singing and dancing rose to a level, the sleeves fluttering; the chiming of bells and strings; the melodious music; the erosion and intoxication, depicting this scene to the fullest extent.

It was already late in the night, and after some time had passed, the wine finally began to disperse.

Meng Zixian picked up the pastry and drank a lot of wine. Although the alcohol content was not very high, it was still too strong. When she stood up, she couldn't help but sway a bit.

Most of them were happy to be back tonight.

"Please, let me lead you to the resting area." Even after drinking so much, Song Que's expression still remained unchanged. He politely invited the Southern Barbaric Emissary.

She stood up and looked at him from afar. They nodded at each other and left.

The night breeze was cool and chilly. Meng Zixian could not help but flinch as he walked steadily.

Ling'er carried a lamp and passed through the bustling front hall. The further she went, the darker it became. Aside from the lamp leading the way, which faintly illuminated the road, the surroundings were pitch black.

Other than the sound of their footsteps, the sound of the wind in the night was almost indiscernible.

"Who?"

Suddenly, someone else's footsteps sounded out, and another shadow appeared on the ground. Right at this moment, the candle flame was extinguished, and Meng Zixian pulled Ling'er to her side and asked cautiously.

The other party did not light a lamp either. It was pitch black and their faces could not be seen.

"You don't recognize me already?"

Meng Zixian let out a sigh of relief. That voice belonged to Gu Jing City.

"Your Highness." Meng Zi bowed.

However, her heart felt extremely uncomfortable. Because this road leading to her sleeping quarters was remote, she did not like to go out at night. After all, "the dark and windy night is a good time to do something."

"No need for formalities."

Meng Zixian wanted to leave, but Gu Jingcheng followed closely behind. She wasn't happy, so she didn't know the purpose of the person behind her.

"Do you think I'm a weirdo?" Gu Jingcheng's sudden words were especially obvious in the darkness of the night.

"How dare you? Your highness is the emperor's younger brother. To put it bluntly, if the emperor doesn't stop you in this palace, you can go as well. "

As soon as Meng Zijue finished speaking, the man's deep laughter filled her ears. This harem was filled with all sorts of things to do, so she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

"When the late emperor was alive, I lived in the palace for a period of time. The manor is not far from here." Gu Jing Cheng seemed to be talking to himself. After he finished talking, the two master and two servant both became silent. The silent atmosphere began to spread.

Halfway there, there was a side chamber. The signboard was somewhat worn out, and Gu Jing Cheng had stopped here.

"Your Highness, chenqie will take her leave." Meng Zixian saluted, then left with Ling'er.

Gu Jing Cheng looked at her back. Not long later, he turned his gaze back to the plaque, his eyes showing a sense of nostalgia. The servant next to him opened the door.

With a 'jiya' sound that made one's teeth ache, quite a bit of dust fell.

Meng Zixian stopped midway and looked back.

This palace was old and run-down. It had clearly been arranged for him to live in a good place and yet he insisted on going to this remote place. Wasn't there some meaning to it?

"Little Lord, be careful of your feet." Just as she was about to step foot onto the stairs, Meng Zixian's mind drifted off. Ling'er was worried that she wouldn't be able to see the sky clearly, so she called out to her.

Meng Zixian came back to her senses. She took a step forward and shook her head, no longer thinking about other things. The only thing she wanted to do now was to go back home and have a good night's sleep.

Sure enough, Meng Zixian woke up the next day with a headache. Her breath was still reeking of alcohol and her stomach was churning.

"Little Lord." Ling'er entered with a box.

Ling'er took out the soup. After drinking it, the feeling of having her chest blocked was much better. Only after drinking another bowl of porridge, did she feel a little better.

After resting for a while, it was not a good day to do anything, so he just laid on the bed.

"Little Lord, it's going to be very lively outside today. Are you really not going to go out and take a look?" The moment Ling'er came back from outside, she saw Meng Zixian lying on the bed with boredom, swinging her feet.

"What fun is there outside? Isn't it one of those?" Meng Zi stopped mid-sentence, then suddenly thought of something and stood up.

"Ling'er, hurry and help me with my makeup, I'm going out to take a look."

She suddenly thought of Song Que's arrangements. Right now, taking advantage of people having too many eyes, she decided to walk around and see if she could find some clues.

Today, a "Hundred Blossom Meet" was specially held for the imperial concubine of the imperial harem. They were gathered in the imperial garden and had many small activities. Rumor had it that there would be a Ku Duo Competition, a horse game, and even the imperial concubine could participate in it.

It was also because Gu Jingyuan was fun to play, so he didn't mind revealing his concubine.

Meng Zixian was wearing a green dress today. She had a goose-fat face, cherry-like lips, and picturesque eyes. She was indescribably soft and exquisite, with a jade-green skin that was delicate and white.

"Young Lord, you are truly brilliant today!" Ling'er tidied up her hair and couldn't help but praise him.

Meng Zixian finished dressing up, and then took Ling'er with him.

At this time, the imperial concubines were all gathered in the imperial garden, conducting a pot throwing competition. Today, those who managed to get the first place could obtain the precious treasure "White Jade Glazed Glass".