Sang Zhi's dangerous aura dissipated immediately, his evil eyes blinked slightly innocently, and he raised his hand to pinch another piece of meat for Ye Qianning.

The speed of transformation was very fast, which surprised the few people at the table.

In the capital city, Zhan Chi often sees the Eighth Prince. Since nine years ago, he has become moody, and no one pays attention to him.

As long as you are not happy, the whole palace will be restless.

Over the years, his nature has also become evil, bloodthirsty, and his red pupils are even more frightening.

Not many people, he looks like an ant to everyone, but at this time, he is as docile as a pet to his little doll?

Xiang Minghou drank the wine in one gulp, his complexion darkened, the brat competed with him for a long time on internal strength, his daughter gave him a look, and he took his breath away?

He really has his daughter's idea in mind, and when the birthday party is over, he will definitely greet her well!

"Master, I offer you a toast." Ye Qianning picked up the glass.

"Good good good."

Old Chen smiled excitedly and picked up the wine glass.

Ye Qianning drank a glass, filled the wine glass again, raised the glass to Gu Shuo with both hands, "Daddy Gu, I respect you with this glass."

Since seeing his own daughter, Gu Shuo has wanted to talk to her several times, but there are too many people, and he can't find a chance, so that he hasn't said a word to her until now.

Suddenly saw his daughter look over, he was also a little nervous in his heart, when he heard the sound of daddy, he trembled all over, daddy?

Did she agree with him?

"Daddy Gu." Ye Qianning called again.

"Ah, um."

Gu Shuo hurriedly stood up, picked up the glass, and drank it down. The wine was so hot that it hit his throat so hot that he was a little choked up, and the tip of his nose became sore.

Ye Qianning also has a lot to say, since outsiders are present, he can only catch up with his father and master after the birthday banquet.

Xiang Minghou didn't say a word, Qian Fanji had a slight smile on his indifferent face.

If the four of them used to be fighting for their daughter, now—

My daughter's return is more important than anything else.

"Come on, I'm happy today, we won't go home until we're drunk." Zhan Chi picked up the wine jar and put it on the table.

"Okay, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home." Gu Shuo also picked up the wine jar.

Happy, never been so happy in so many years.

"Do you want to compare your drinking capacity with others after pouring a glass?" Xiang Minghou raised his eyes and laughed, grabbed the wine jar and took a few sips with his head up, in a provocative posture.

“It’s not what it used to be.”

Not to be outdone, Gu Shuo raised his head and drank.

"Qian will accompany you to the end." Qian Fanji said calmly.

"Hahahaha, drink." Excited and excited, Zhan Chi let go of the drink.

Ye Qianning was also a little bit excited, holding the wine jar: "Is it better to drink, bring me one."

"..."

"..."

"Puff...cough cough cough..."

Xiang Minghou, Qian Fanji, and Gu Shuo grabbed the wine jar and just brought it to his mouth. Hearing the words seemed to be agreed, they all straightened up and looked at her.

Zhan Chi took a sip of the wine, and he spit out the wine as he choked his throat in one breath.

"...What?" Ye Qianning was puzzled.

Xiang Minghou: "Forget it."

Qian Fanji: "Don't be greedy."

Zhan Chi: "What do you, a little girl, mix with your adult's drinking?"

Gu Shuo: "... Are you healed?"

Ye Qianning: "..."

"Hehe." Chen Lao stroked his beard happily, then thought of the nobleman next to him, turned his head slightly apologetic: "I made Prince Xiyan laugh, if the prince thinks it's noisy, I will ask someone to prepare a private room for the prince."