Reborn!The terminally ill prince is looking at me again

Push the cup to change the cup, and the gong and chips are staggered.

They toasted today's bridegroom one cup after another.

Hua Zuili stood behind her father silently, just watching, Xue Sheng's face was already flushed, his figure stumbled and he couldn't even walk straight.

He was wrapped in a group of ministers, but he caught a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, pushed everyone away, came to her staggeringly, raised his wine glass and raised his hand at her and asked, "Are you...disrespecting me..."

Hua Qingze's eyes became deep, the expressions of Mei Zhuoxue, Fu Chengfeng and others were unpredictable, and what surprised Hua Zuili the most was that the gaze cast by Princess Changning revealed sarcasm and a hint of disappointment.

Ignoring the expressions of others watching the excitement, Huazuili generously took a glass of wine from the table and said: "I wish the son-in-law and the Fifth Highness have more love and grow old together."

"That's all you want to tell me...?"

Xue Sheng smelled of alcohol, his mind was already dull and he didn't care about anything. He only knew that the girl in front of him was elegant and pure, and he had admired him for a long time, but now that he married her, she must feel very sad.

"Actually...you don't have to be too sad. It's a fate bestowed by heaven that you and I got to know each other once. If you're willing..."

"Yes, yes, there is no need to be too sad on a happy day."

Before Xue Sheng finished speaking, he felt his shoulders sinking. A hearty young man and two brothers seemed to be halfway up his shoulders, sighing: "Time flies so fast, you have become a son-in-law in the blink of an eye. Think about what we said back then. , you may be the last one to marry."

Xue Sheng wondered, "Dear man, you..."

"Oh, you even forgot about me, Fu Chengfeng." Fu Chengfeng patted him heavily on the shoulder a few times, as if dissatisfied that his friend for many years had forgotten him.

Hearing this name, Xue Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and then he was absolutely convinced that he had never seen this person before.

However, Fu Chengfeng didn't care how he wanted to tell the truth from the fake, he pulled him away from Hua Zuili's side and brought him to the wedding table of the superior to drink one cup after another. Say 'these two brothers have such a good relationship'.

Even Emperor Huan couldn't help asking, "Do you know each other?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, when I went to a distant place, I once rested in a small village, and the one who entertained me at that time was the son-in-law."

Fu Chengfeng spoke eloquently, and his expression was frank. Not only did Emperor Huan nod his head, but Xue Sheng even thought that he had entertained him before, and he forgot.

Among them, only Hua Zuili understands the truth. She looked at the people who kept getting Xue Sheng drunk one after another, and sat back in the dark to reduce her sense of existence. You can't go too abruptly, otherwise you will appear guilty.

Chatting about nothing else, she looked at a troupe set up far away. This troupe is used to add excitement, and it only comes to a section during the period when the couple enters the bridal chamber and the groom is toasting.

It's just for idle people like her who don't want to join in the fun but can't leave.

Being far away, she needs to listen attentively to know what they are babbling and singing. As she listened, Hua Zuili realized that something was wrong. She asked herself that she didn't understand opera, but for some reason, she never A very familiar tune was heard inside.

It is tactful, but also reveals a kind of weirdness that makes people feel uncomfortable.

This kind of tone is integrated into the opera, which is abrupt but just right.

She felt more and more familiar, and turned to the group of people who were still toasting desperately in thought. His face covered his eyes, the whole person was quiet, but the hand holding the teacup was full of veins.

Something doesn't seem right about him...

Hua Zuili stood up without thinking, just happened to see a famous servant girl bent over to help him.

"Your Highness, are you tired? You need servants..."

Her hand was about to touch Shangmei Zhuoxue's bent elbow, but he grabbed her low neck with his backhand and swung it vigorously. The servant girl was thrown out like a kite with a broken string, and her head hit the pillar Instantly unconscious.

All this happened in just a few moments.

The originally lively hall fell silent for an instant, but the singing stage not far away was still singing.

Hua Zuili suddenly thought of something, and rushed through the crowd towards Mei Zhuoxue, and at the same moment, Emperor Huan, who was chatting and laughing with his courtiers in the main seat, frowned instantly, clutching his chest and panting heavily Gas, looks very painful.

"Your Majesty?" Hua Qingze, who was the closest, was the first to see the clue. He was about to reach out to support Emperor Huan, but he was stopped, and pointed to Mei Zhuoxue who was sitting quietly below.

Hua Qingze's eyes flickered, and he walked down.

The hall was quiet, no matter whether they were drinking, chatting or doing anything, all the ministers wanted to move but did not dare to move. His Highness the crown prince on the height was staring at them with his head half-raised, like an enraged beast .

Everyone held their breath and subconsciously slowed down their voices. They had an illusion that as long as they showed a little sense of resistance, His Highness the Crown Prince would definitely tear him apart.

It was because everyone's brains were turning pale that Hua Zuili came to him unhindered. As she got closer, she found that under the broken hair covering Mei Zhuoxue's eyes, there seemed to be scarlet flickering in those deep and dark pupils. .

"Northern Star." She stood in the dark in a low voice, very wary of the baby-faced guards around who might be unfavorable to her master, and said, "Hurry up and arrest those singers, and leave none behind."

Bei Xing frowned, "What does this singing team have to do with it? If Miss Hua is not here to help His Highness, please don't make trouble."

"Of course I'm here to help him. There are some things I can't explain for a while, anyway, go!"

Hua Zuili's lowered voice was full of eagerness, and Bei Xing saw that her demeanor did not seem to be fake, and his eyes instantly became dignified.

He left without a sound, and no one in the lobby noticed him.

Hua Zuili took a deep breath, and didn't care what other people looked like, and slowly walked towards someone who was silent and who seemed to be enduring some kind of pain.

"Your Highness?"

She bent down and reached out to touch his shoulder, only an inch away, Mei Zhuoxue suddenly grabbed her wrist and moved to the side, she was pushed face up on the table by him.

She was strangled by him, and all she could see were his thin lips, fair face, and those eyes that were twisted and entwined with turquoise patterns, hiding countless madness.

At that moment, she seemed to see the way he desperately demanded from the bed in the previous life, inexplicably, a little flustered in her heart.