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"Do you know who I am?"
"Miss Sang, such a remarkable woman, how could Mei Niang not know?"
Sang Qingxiao accepted Mei Niang's arrangement, following her as she introduced Celestial Nectar. Mei Niang spoke in a very low voice, just enough for Sang Qingxiao to hear. Her words were interesting and engaging, preventing any sense of boredom. As they ascended the stairs, her voice remained steady, without a hint of breathlessness; she must be quite practiced.
This tavern is not simple at all.
Cao Lin had booked the entire building for the banquet. When Qi Xiaomian pushed the door open, the atmosphere at the banquet froze for a moment. It was because Qi Xiaomian was late and also because Cao Lin hadn’t sent him an invitation.
When the officials recognized Sang Qingxiao behind Qi Xiaomian, their expressions became even more nuanced.
"What? Are you all not welcoming me?"
The officials hurriedly denied it.
"Of course not, we simply didn’t know that Yongxin Marquis had returned to the capital."
The men exchanged polite greetings, and as an observer, Sang Qingxiao found it quite amusing, while Qi Xiaomian grew impatient.
"Where should I sit?"
With his status, Qi Xiaomian naturally needed to sit near the front, but he ended up seated right next to Mingze.
Sang Qingxiao whispered softly, "It’s just a banquet for a fourth-rank Prefect; why is there a first-rank official here?"
These old foxes have sharp noses; they must have sensed something amiss and come to see the commotion. Moreover, this commotion has the Emperor's tacit approval; he supports certain individuals, and they are helping him do so.
Qi Xiaomian thought for a moment and then warned her again, "These old foxes are all smiling while hiding daggers. Don’t be fooled by their friendly greetings; they might be plotting something against you. You should keep your distance from them in the future."
"Is Yongxin Marquis speaking so loudly because he fears I can’t hear him?"
Qi Xiaomian looked at Mingze and said, "Did you see? This one is the most cunning old fox in court; even the Emperor acknowledges it."
Realizing there was no malice intended, Mingze wouldn’t bother too much with someone younger. "When did Yongxin Marquis return to the capital?"
"It’s been a few days."
Dishes were served one after another, once again capturing everyone's attention.
Mingze glanced at Qi Xiaomian and then at Sang Qingxiao. It seemed that the rumors held some truth after all.
Sang Qingxiao shot him a glare; her father must be somewhat blind.
"Hehe, Miss Sang, don't take it to heart. Old Man was just joking. However, this Hump Feast is not so easily defined. The Yongxin Marquis is truly thoughtful, and Miss Sang is in for a treat."
"Would you like to eat?" Sang Qingxiao invited.
With Miss Sang being so polite, Old Man felt he couldn't refuse.
Hehe, this dear father has quite a thick skin.
Before the three of them even picked up their chopsticks, the Black Cat had already started eating. Its tiny paws were surprisingly adept at holding a spoon.
Mingze watched for a while in fascination before tasting it himself, uncertainly asking, "Black General?"
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