The concubine entered the palace and the concubine was very attractive

Gu Jintang was also somewhat amazed when he saw the longevity invitation that Wang exhibited.

"The handwriting is neat and beautiful, vigorous and powerful! The boldness and uninhibitedness revealed between the pens are even more moving!"

"Why is there so many extraordinary women around my brother?"

He couldn't help but look at Song Nanxiang who was sitting opposite him and eating fruit seriously.

When he was young, he had heard about the concubines in the harem doing all kinds of admirable or terrifying things to win favor. Now looking at Wang's posture, it was true.

But for some reason, when he looked at the words on the longevity invitation, he felt vaguely familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before.

Although Gu Junshen, who was sitting in the main seat, had a calm expression, he could no longer hide the murderous look in his eyes.

The Queen Mother beside him sensed something was wrong and was a little confused.

I thought to myself, maybe I was too happy today and got drunk.

After Wang passionately introduced her mental journey in creating the Wanshou Tie, the discussion at the scene became more and more heated.

I think, after what happened tonight, Wang will definitely become a good story among the people.

The Queen Mother was also somewhat moved and said, "Wang is virtuous and kind! She is a model for concubines in the harem! All concubines should learn from her."

After the Queen Mother said this, the Queen, who was sitting next to her in the main seat, could no longer sit still. She looked at Wang with a gloomy face and had the urge to step forward and tear up the calligraphy.

The gift she presented today was a relic obtained from the Jade Buddha Temple. Of course, it was obtained from the previous abbot's death, so it was considered valuable compared to the guests present.

After all, the Queen Mother loved to worship Buddha, and this relic would undoubtedly allow the Queen Mother to get closer to the Buddha's meaning.

At that time, the Queen Mother also praised her highly, making her face blush.

But her limelight was soon stolen.

It was bad enough that Song Nanxiang had sent the ingenious painting of goldfish leaping over bamboo, but now there appeared a woman named Wang who had written the word "longevity" with tens of thousands of characters by hand.

This makes it seem that the relic she gave away had no sincerity at all, and how could the things she asked for be comparable to what she gave?

The virtuous Concubine Huang's face was not in a good mood either. She had just given a gift and was ridiculed by Wang. She wanted to see what gift Wang would give, but she didn't expect that she would really be mocked by her. She felt very uncomfortable.

Nanxiang was more open-minded. She was eating fruit at the banquet table and enjoying it very much.

These fruits are not common in daily life, such as grapes that are bigger than eyeballs and peaches that are sweeter than candies.

It’s a pity that she couldn’t drink the fruit wine next to it, which made the place less pleasant.

Gu Junshen drank his wine in a depressed mood, and the next moment he saw Song Nanxiang who was eating happily.

Looking at the gorgeously dressed and beautiful Nan Xiang, who kept putting grapes into her mouth like a little hamster, with her mouth full, he thought it was very cute.

The anger that Wang brought to him also subsided a lot.

"My beloved. What would I do if I lost you?"

……

At 3 p.m., after the gifts were presented, the banquet began.

The moment the emperor announced the start of the banquet, seven or eight dancers in gorgeous clothes walked to the center of the Changshou Hall and began to dance gracefully, attracting the attention of many men present.

They all applauded.

Behind the crystal bead curtain, there is a musician wearing a veil and playing the piano. The sound of the piano flows between the rise and fall of her fingertips, sometimes real, sometimes unreal, changing constantly, like a spring dripping from a deep stream, clear, ethereal, and exquisite.

For a moment, the Changshou Hall was filled with the noise of laughter and joy.

"Sister, why don't you drink?" Pei looked at Nanxiang who was eating the fruit in front of her but ignoring the fruit wine next to her, feeling a little puzzled.

"Oh! I can't hold my liquor. I can't drink." Nanxiang said apologetically.

"That's a pity. I heard that this fruit wine was a tribute from the Mongolian Kingdom and it's rare." Pei covered her face with her sleeves and drank a glass of wine.

"Yes. But I can't drink much, so I'm wasting this pot of good wine. Why don't you drink it for me, sister?" Then, Nanxiang picked up the pot of fruit wine on the table and placed it on the banquet table of the Pei family next door.

Seeing this, Pei's eyes wandered around, and she smiled and responded, "Thank you very much, sister."

When she was in the general's mansion, she followed her father's habit and loved drinking, but she drank less after arriving at the palace.

Now this rare fine wine must be savored carefully.

"Sister-in-law Song! Would you mind having a drink with me?" Gu Jintang, who was sitting opposite, said to Nan Xiang with a chuckle across many people.

Nan Xiang was slightly stunned when she heard this. She looked up and saw Gu Jintang's affectionate eyes. She frowned and asked, "Are you King Huai'an?"

"I didn't expect that the Empress's sister-in-law had heard of my name!" Gu Jintang waved his sleeves slightly and said with a frivolous smile.

"I have long heard that the emperor has a brother who is also his brother. Seeing that the prince and the emperor are somewhat similar, I can tell at a glance." Nan Xiang chuckled, "It's just that I can't hold my liquor, so I'm sorry for the prince's kindness."

"Ha! In this case, it is I, Meng Wang, who is being reckless!" Gu Jintang said with a smile.

"No problem! The prince is so kind!" Nan Xiang said indifferently.

"I just saw the painting of goldfish leaping over bamboo by the Emperor's sister-in-law. It is really ingenious. The poem written on it is also excellent!" Gu Jintang couldn't help but admire.

As he said this, he thought of the words on Wang's longevity invitation that he had just seen.

He glanced back and forth between Wang and Nanxiang, then the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he understood something.

"It seems that Wang is just a name for nothing! The real owner of that calligraphy should be the owner of the goldfish leaping over bamboo."

Thinking of this, he looked at Nanxiang with more admiration.

Nanxiang looked at Gu Jintang's burning gaze across from her and frowned slightly, feeling suddenly unhappy.

'I didn't expect that Gu Junshen's brother is as frivolous as he is!'

Then she looked at Gu Junshen, who was toasting the guests at the main seat, with a questioning look.

At this time, Gu Junshen's face was full of smiles, and he was busy responding to the guests' requests for refills.

She sighed helplessly and said to Gu Jintang in a somewhat unhappy tone, "Prince? Is there something on my face?"

Gu Jintang smiled and said, "No!"

"Isn't it a bit impolite for Your Highness to look at me like this? Please respect yourself!" Nan Xiang said rudely.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jintang was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed happily.

Of course, he was also tactful and no longer looked at Nanxiang so deliberately. He just looked at her from time to time to appreciate her beauty.

Seeing this, Nanxiang sighed softly.

There are many guests here now, so it's okay for Gu Jintang to do this, which means he did it unintentionally. If he did this in a place with few people around and was seen by someone with ulterior motives, she would be the one who would suffer.

What the ancient imperial palace valued most were etiquette and reputation, and Nan Xiang would never dare to touch this bottom line.

At first glance, she knew that Gu Jintang was the kind of man who often frequented places of entertainment, and was not the kind of man a girl like her with a fledgling complex could accept.

Fortunately, Gu Junshen was busy returning the gift. If he had seen it, he would probably be jealous again.