It’s understandable for family and friends to help out.
Alvin was caught in a dilemma. He knew his mother didn’t intend for things to go this way, but he also knew her actions were really hurtful.
Actually, Alvin felt sowhat envious of Nangong Ran, envying her for having so many people stand up for her when she was wronged, without a second thought about any consequences.
Plus, they didn’t say a heavy word to the Queen at all, rely stating that at ho everyone could eat casually, everyone should feel at ease.
Everyone used large bowls, and it didn’t make anyone look bad.
One must say, their silent face-slapping tactic was indeed flawless.
"Junior Brother," Nangong Jin spoke up suddenly, "Hurry and eat, the food will get cold soon. You probably haven’t eaten since you rushed over here, don’t go hungry. Anyway, every place has its rules and customs; since you’re here, just follow along."
Nangong Jin’s words were both polite and assertive.
Alvin finally smiled wryly but gracefully, "Yes, Senior Brother, when in Ro do as the Romans do. Well then, we won’t hold back."
The Queen was really displeased, probably never having endured such an affront.
Such a big bowl in front of her; the eating manner certainly wasn’t elegant!
If the Royal Family of country B saw her like this, they’d laugh at her for a lifeti!
But then, what could the Queen do?
They all said to blend in with local customs; the Queen thought about it, and let it be, since everyone was using the sa big bowl, it was actually not much of an issue.
The key point was that on this trip, her husband repeatedly emphasized to establish a good relationship with Di Mingzhe and Di Mingchen.
That girl wasn’t even from the Di Family, so why did Di Mingchen protect her like that?
The Queen couldn’t figure it out, but could only let it go.
This al had an undeniable trace of awkwardness, everyone using an overly large bowl was quite unique.
Finally, the al was finished, the Queen just barely had a few bites.
After the dishes were cleared, a dance party followed, which is typical for banquets; after a al, people wouldn’t leave imdiately as the host was quite particular.
Since so many people were invited, naturally the day’s festivity couldn’t end just yet.
The dance party was when guests danced, a chance for everyone to move slightly after eating, and exchange while dancing slowly.
Soon, it turned into a dance floor.
Those who wanted to dance went dancing, while those who didn’t wished to just sat aside for a chat.
With the music started, several guests began inviting partners to dance.
Nangong Ran, Gu Qibao, along with Di Xiaxia and another sat chatting quietly together gossiping on a sofa.
Gu Qibao eagerly poked Nangong Ran, "You said you hate Second Brother, but look how well he treated you! Not only did he help you save face, he even unflinchingly used a big bowl to eat with you!"
"Xuanxuan says he always uses big bowls, doesn’t she?" Nangong Ran glanced at Di Mingchen in the distance.
"Yes." Di Jinxuan nodded, "But Second Brother only uses big bowls in the camp; he never uses them at ho, always using small ones, often needing many refills!"
"I can testify to that." Di Xiaxia raised a hand, "Second Brother neither uses pots nor big bowls at ho!"
Nangong Ran didn’t say anything, but couldn’t help but steal another glance at Di Mingchen.
"Oh-oh-oh, soone’s falling for him!" Gu Qibao couldn’t resist teasing her.
"Absolutely not." Nangong Ran pouted, "Don’t talk nonsense."
He probably only saw her as a sister, after all, good friends in the Empire.
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