The young girl's gaze was calm at that moment, and there were no ripples.
Siming shook the wine flask, for the first time somewhat puzzled, sighed and said:
"The affairs of young people, you and I can't make sense of them, it's just that the rivers and mountains are in chaos, and they are not the kind of people who indulge in love. I can't even think how your great-grandson went to get married before the world settled."
"You old fellow, you won't see his child then."
Siming teased.
Murong Longtu smiled calmly and said, "No matter."
"It is already more than enough."
Li Guanyi and Shaking Light attended the banquet, much like the events in Zhenbei City.
When it was time for the banquet, Shao Junlie arranged for song and dance.
He had already planted axe-wielding soldiers behind the shadow wall, continuously urging wine, waiting for the right moment to smash the cup as a signal. But just as he raised his cup, he saw Li Guanyi drinking, looking at him with a calm gaze.
