The luxury of the palace night banquet was unimaginable to Fang Leng. He had attended the Chinese Valentine's Day poetry party held by Zhang Taishou in Xuzhou before. It was lively and a little noisy. The dinner in the imperial garden lacked the noise but had a lot of indulgence.

Those who can attend the dinner in the Imperial Garden were all dignitaries, including the prince, a few princes, and a few princes. Some of them also attended the banquet. Finally, Zhu Peiqi brought his favorite concubine, Concubine Li.

The queen is still alive, but she has been inscribed in the cold palace. People who don’t know think that the queen is dead. In short, the queen will not appear in various large-scale activities. Although Concubine Li does not have the position of the queen, she is actually the same as the queen. In the harem, she is a big boss that no one dares to provoke.

When Fang Leng appeared, her eyes drifted toward her.

The beauty of this woman really made all the women present eclipse, including the Seventh Princess, who is like a saint, who is inferior to Yan Ziqin in terms of appearance. What's even more rare is that Fang Leng found that she did not have much charm, but was more dignified and holy.

This temperament is a bit weird.

The vixen itself is charming, and turning into a human form will not change this essence unless her cultivation level is high enough to be able to control her temperament freely.

When Fang Leng looked at Yan Ziqin, Yan Ziqin also felt Fang Leng's gaze. Seeing that she was the commander of the ghost clan, she smiled back, showing her nobleness and nobleness.

Fang Leng also smiled at her, and Zhu Peiqi also saw this interaction. If Yan Ziqin was flirting with a man, he would have an explosion in his mind.

Seeing that it was Liu Qing, the leader of the ghost guard, Zhu Peiqi nodded and said a few more polite words to open the remarks, and the dinner officially began.

The dancer was in the center, dancing with the sound of silk and bamboo. The guests drank and laughed. They looked quite happy, but Fang Leng was thinking about how to get close to Yan Ziqin.

He could not see Yan Ziqin's cultivation. It should be that Yan Ziqin has any treasures, which makes people unable to see through. It is not surprising that the demon clan lurking in the palace has such magic weapons. With Fang Leng's current strength, it is impossible to put the talisman on Yan Ziqin without knowing it.

The only way is to quietly leave while the bustling time is busy and sneak into Li Fei's palace.

However, Fang Leng used Liu Qing's identity to sneak into the palace, but Liu Qing's identity was also a limitation, making Fang Leng unable to leave at will. At least, he had to give someone an explanation.

"Your Highness, my lower body feels uncomfortable, so I'll leave for the time being."

Fang Lengneng found a reason to retreat, that is, he went to the toilet, which is also a common toilet escape technique. Yaoluo nodded and said, "Well, go quickly and go back quickly."

Fang Leng turned around and left, and Yaoluo suddenly called him again and said, "Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?"

"Come here, I have something to say to you."

Fang Leng suddenly felt something was wrong when he saw Yao Luo looking so serious, but he didn't want to be too eye-catching. Yao Luo and him were the protagonists of today's dinner, so everyone else was very concerned about them.

Fang Leng returned to Yaoluo honestly, Yaoluo approached his ear and said, "You are not Sister Qing'er. Now return Sister Qing'er to me. Otherwise, I just shout and you will be finished!"

Fang Leng: “…”

Yaoluo must have seen through such a certain statement. Fang Leng felt that he didn't have to be stubborn, but fortunately, Yaoluo didn't make any noise when he found out, otherwise Fang Leng would be really cold.

But Yaoluo probably was concerned about Liu Qing's safety, so he was afraid of the mouse and just asked him to release him, which gave Fang Leng the opportunity to operate.

However, Fang Leng was chaotic in her heart, what was the IQ of this mentally retarded loli? She was high and low at times. She thought she was as easy to fool like a silly child, but she accidentally broke the car.

"How did you find out?"

Fang Leng sat down quietly next to the demon basket and used his divine thoughts to transmit his voice.

"Ghosts have no body, so how can they feel uncomfortable in their stomachs?"

Only one reason is enough to prove that Fang Leng is lying. Only then did Fang Leng realize that he was making a mistake here. No wonder he used mortal methods in a dinner party for a mortal, but he forgot that ghosts are invisible, and cultivators above level 70 can not drink or eat.

Fairies don’t need to shit, that’s the reason.

Fang Leng was also unwise, so he made mistakes in such a small place. It was like when the most difficult questions were done during the exam, but the scores were wrong. It was really inappropriate.

But now that things have come to this, Fang Leng’s current situation is very bad. Fortunately, the current demon basket is not a mentally retarded demon basket, so there is still an opportunity to discuss.

"I have no malice, I just borrowed her identity to do something. After things are done, I will let Liu Qing go."

After saying that, Fang Leng took out the talisman paper that blocked Liu Qing and quietly stuffed it into the demon basket's hand.

"She is inside, but only I can untie the runes."

This is the effect of a deposit. Yao Luo concentrated on his mind and sensed that there was indeed Liu Qing's breath, and the literary atmosphere on the talisman paper was too strong, so she really couldn't break it.

"I hope you keep your word, otherwise you will not be able to leave the capital."

Yaoluo finally decided to compromise, Fang Leng thought, and he seemed to have no reason to leave the seat suddenly.

At this time, Zhu Peiqi suddenly spoke: "It seems a bit boring just drinking. It's better for you to show off your talents and let the Ghost Tribe distinguished guests appreciate the style of my Ming Dynasty man. I will be rewarded with the best performance."

This is also a common program at banquets. Young heroes show their talents. If they perform on such occasions, they will not lose their price. After all, the audience is the most powerful person in the Ming Dynasty.

The key is to be able to gain the appreciation of the emperor, so at the command, a group of young people came forward to perform enthusiastically.

Someone performed a fancy sword technique, and Yaoluo clapped his hands calmly, and many ministers applauded.

To be honest, even if Fang Leng is really a mortal, he is better than him when he holds a branch at will.

Sword art is a murderous person, and it is just a dance to perform, it is flashy and unreal.

Some people performed Taoist techniques. In the palace, it was difficult to use Taoist techniques, so several small flames exploded in the sky, like fireworks, and formed a row of words in the air: "Good luck and blessings will continue."

These things are not powerful, but they are good at viewing. Seeing Zhu Peiqi applauding, Fang Leng suddenly had an idea.

He could not get close to Yan Ziqin, whose cultivation was unfathomable, but he could put the talisman god on Zhu Peiqi without knowing it!

Thinking of this, Fang Leng immediately stood up and said, "I saw so many young heroes in the Ming Dynasty, and I have a magic trick. Why don't you let me demonstrate it?"
Chapter completed!