And the students who were greeted by him were all flattered, and they couldn't help but feel a little more favorable towards the prince.

Rong Zhuo was caught between the students, so naturally he didn't dare to neglect, he got up and saluted the prince.

The prince gave him a gentle smile, and when he returned the salute, his eyes swept over the purse hanging on his waist, and the corners of his lips raised an invisible arc.

He was not so sure at first, thinking that Yu Jingdu should not be so dizzy, but when he saw the purse on Rong Zhuo's waist, he knew that he had guessed right.

The purse on Rong Zhuo's waist is almost the same as the shape on Yu Jingdu's waist, but the color and pattern are slightly different. There are many styles of embroidery purses in the palace, but because the embroidery room contains only the concubines and princes and princesses except for the emperor and queen, and the concubines and concubines in the palaces are all embroiderers, many people prefer to have little things like purses. I embroider by myself, so most of the purses on the bodies of concubines and princes and princesses did not come from the embroidery room.

Not to mention the emperor, the purse embroidered by his concubines could probably be changed to a different one every day.

In other words, the probability of encountering two people in the palace with the same wallet is very low.

As for Yu Jingdu, he was cold and arrogant, and he hadn't thought about anyone for 20 years.

Now that I am fascinated by this little dandy, I can't help showing off everywhere, and even such flaws will come out.

When the Crown Prince was reading history books, he had seen many examples of people who were mistaken for the country because of beautiful people. At that time, he only thought that these people were really ridiculous. How can someone who can sit on the throne of God by means be so easily swayed by lust?

Now that think about it, maybe some people are just unusable!

Soon, someone reported the holy drive to arrive.

Everyone stood up and waited, and saw the emperor and the queen walk into the hall side by side.

This was the first time Rong Zhuo saw the queen, so he couldn't help but glanced at her secretly.

The queen looked noble and graceful, and she was a good match for the emperor.

"Today is the New Year's Eve palace banquet, you don't have to be restrained, just feel free." The emperor smiled and said after taking the seat: "It's a new year, so don't be restrained." People chatted.

Rong Zhuo originally thought that the palace banquet should be very serious, but he didn't expect that the crowd actually just had a meal, which surprised him a little. Then he came to understand why Yu Jingdu told him so, because the dishes made by the chefs in the palace were really delicious.

He used to think that the cooks of Jiang Yuezhai and Yan Wangfu were powerful enough, but only today did he realize that there are days outside the sky.

Rong Zhuo couldn't help thinking while burying his head in the food, if Yu Jingdu became the emperor in the future, would he also be able to have a meal during the festival?

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but look up at Yu Jingdu's direction, and found that there was a baby doll beside Yu Jingdu at some point. what are you talking about.

As for Yu Jingdu, who has always been cold and reserved, his expression became much gentler when facing the milk doll. While talking to him, he did not forget to feed him a few mouthfuls.

Seeing this scene, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but smile.

It was the first time that he saw Yu Jingdu with a child, and it felt quite interesting.

The milk doll seemed to feel something, looked up in Rong Zhuo's direction, and grinned at Rong Zhuo.

Yu Jingdu followed his line of sight and saw Rong Zhuo making faces at the little guy to make him laugh.

Rong Zhuo: ...

"Third brother, that brother is so beautiful!" The eighth prince said to Yu Jingdu.

With a smile in his eyes, Yu Jingdu said in a low voice, "You can't stare at the pretty brother all the time, or people will think you're a disciple."

"What is Dengtuzi?" the eighth prince asked.

"It's..." Yu Jingdu thought for a while, "People who keep staring at others."

The eighth prince frowned and thought for a while, and finally took his eyes back to Rongzhuo.

But he soon discovered that his third brother seemed to be peeking at the beautiful brother all the time.

The little guy couldn't help but tilt his head to think, is the third brother a disciple?

At the palace banquet, there were three rounds of wine.

As the emperor and Ji Xiunian became more and more engaged, the atmosphere of the whole banquet began to liven up.

Everyone sat at a long table, and the tables were arranged in two rows in the hall, with students sitting on one side and princes on the other. This leads to people who are far away from having to leave their seats if they want to talk. However, at the palace banquet of this dynasty, this kind of behavior would not be criticized, and even the emperor left his seat after chatting happily.

Rong Zhuo didn't have the need to get along with other people, so he honestly sat at the table and had snacks after dinner.

But he didn't go looking for others, but he couldn't help others looking for him.

After the prince clinging to the wine cup to chat with the students, he quietly walked towards Rong Zhuo.

Rong Zhuo was nervous when he saw him approaching, so he could only endure the uneasiness and stood up to salute him.

But the prince didn't know what was wrong, the man who was so dignified suddenly shook his hand, the wine cup he was holding tilted, and the wine inside poured Rong Zhuo all over. Rong Zhuo didn't even think about it, he hurriedly avoided two steps and brushed off the wine on his body.

"I'm sorry, Gu is a little drunk." The prince hurriedly took out the handkerchief and wanted to help Rong Zhuo wipe off the wine stains on his body.

"It's okay." Rong Zhuo avoided him calmly, "I'm wearing thick clothes, so I don't get soaked."

"It's all my fault that you were careless and soiled your clothes." The prince swept across Rong Zhuo's wet areas with a guilty face, "Young Master Rong's clothes are well embroidered, so you must cherish them very much, right? "

"It's okay, it's okay." Rong Zhuo didn't care about his clothes, but wiped the wine stains on his purse with his sleeves. He put the peace talisman in it today, for fear of getting wet with the wine.

The prince's eyes fell on the purse in his hand, and he asked with a gentle smile, "This purse is very beautiful, is it from my sweetheart?"

"Ah..." Rong Zhuo hurriedly put down his purse, "No."

"His Royal Highness does not know, but Brother Rong's sweetheart is the servant in the Xun Huan Building." A student next to him who had been drinking too much laughed.