It was Cen Xi's first time attending a palace banquet.
In the banquet hall, everyone was dressed to the nines, every outfit sparkling brightly.
Qiao Yanze was worried that Cen Xi wasn't used to it, so he stayed by her side.
Several nobles came over to greet Qiao Yanze, but he merely replied them simply, placing all of his attention on his woman.
Cen Xi pulled Qiao Yanze to a corner, her small hands holding onto his well-defined hands. "Go and talk with them. I'll go eat something."
Qiao Yanze held Cen Xi's hand in return instead and pulled her into his arms. His sexy and thin lips inched closer towards her. "You come with me."
"Aiya, others will laugh at us. I really don't need you to accompany me!" Cen Xi looked up and placed a kiss on his handsome and devilish face. "I will do my best to get used to your circle. Don't worry. Go and do what you have to."
