The Pingyang County King's expression was a bit complicated, and he turned to Rong Huang, "This is..."

Yong Jing's cold eyebrows suddenly softened, as if showing the ownership of the little girl next to him, and stretched out his hand to embrace the slender waist of the little girl's Yingying grip.

"This is a woman of the prince's heart. I'm afraid she will feel bored in the palace, so I will take her over to play today."

Is the birthday banquet just for people to come and play? !

Pingyang Junwang complained in his heart, and didn't take Rong Huang to his heart.

Last autumn hunting, I heard the wind saying that the third prince fell in love with a commoner woman and wanted to marry her as the prince concubine.

In this way, this is the woman in front of me.

In addition to being more beautiful, how can he compare to his good girl?

If it were a more generous wife, she might still be able to reward this girl as a concubine, but his daughter would not be able to tolerate at first glance.

In just the blink of an eye, many thoughts flashed through the mind of Pingyang County King.

"Third princes, please come in." The Pingyang County King recruited a small servant and asked him to lead Yong Jing and Rong Huang in.

"I don't think he has good intentions." Entering the door, Rong Huang quietly tugged at the corner of Yong Jing's clothes, whispering.

Yong Jing held one hand behind him, his eyes admiring, "ZiZi is a lot smarter, but have you eaten more fish recently?"

Rong Huang grinds his teeth. If it weren't for the crowds here, she would definitely bite him.

Rong Huang grabbed Yong Jing's arm without a trace, and turned it around vigorously.

Yong Jing sighed, the little fox still had a temper.

So cute.

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Da Yong's folk customs are open, and there is no rule of men and women sitting separately. Yong Jing leads Rong Huang to the first position on the left and sits down.

"Three emperors, you are late, you have to fine yourself three cups." The second prince on the opposite side raised his glass and smiled to Yong Jing.

Now that the seat of the prince is vacant, the seat is arranged according to the elders and the young, and the second prince should sit on the right as the prince.

Yong Jing didn't care about this, it was just a matter of face.

"It's not that the banquet hasn't started yet?" Yong Jing yawned lazily, ignoring the second prince, not to mention three cups of self-punishment, and stretched out his hand to take an orange, and slapped it in the palm of his hand.

The second prince watched Yong Jing slowly peeling off the orange one by one, and then fed it into the mouth of the woman next to him.

The second prince didn't take Rong Huang seriously at all at first, or more accurately, he didn't take Yong Jing seriously.

After all, his father promised early on that his future throne will be his, and that all the beauties in this world will be his.

However, this woman is a rare beauty.

It is almost comparable to the first beauty of Dayong.

It's that you can't stand on your identity.

The second prince stared at Rong Huang's direction for a long while without moving, until he heard Yong Jing's cold voice before he came back to his senses, "Second emperor brother, what are you doing?"

The second prince suddenly recovered, his expression unchanged, and smiled, "I just think this girl is a bit familiar."

"Girl, it's been so rude just now, please forgive me."

Rong Huang hated the second prince the most who looked pure and flawless from the outside, but in fact, the person who was already black and rotten inside, squeezed his small face and shrank behind Yong Jing and did not speak.

I have to say that Yong Jing is a good shield.

Rong Huang bends his lips without a trace.

Yong Jing peeled the pine nuts, put the peeled pine nuts in a small plate, and smiled chucklingly, "Of course, it's familiar, but it's not the fairy who went through the harem a few days ago and didn't find it. "