After a slight pause, the noble figure continued, "Can you sit in the position of the princess of Nayan?" ”

Concubine De on the other side of the emperor also looked at her at this time, and laughed softly, "Mu Guiren may have been used to staying in the cold palace and forgot the rules in the palace banquet for a while!" ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and for a while, they all looked at Mu Ling, and the atmosphere in the garden instantly cooled down, and the courtiers held their breath.

Mu Ling was stunned, and when he took the cloak and returned to her, when he saw the position she was doing, his face couldn't help but change greatly, and he whispered in her ear, "This is the position that only Prince Yan's concubine can do." ”

Looking at the people around him who were waiting to see the jokes, although Mu Ling was upset, he had an idea, picked up the teacup on the table, and looked sideways at Liang Yan, "A few days ago, thanks to Prince Yan's help, Mu Ling was able to get out of the cold palace. ”

As soon as these words came out, the cold air in the air suddenly decreased by a few points, and there were already many people inside and outside the palace who had heard about the Huiren Hall incident, and the sound of communication began to emerge sparsely.

Liang Yan understood, also raised the teacup in front of the case, and replied, "Mu Guiren is serious, and it is a trivial matter, not enough to worry about." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank their tea. A farce that has been misplaced is over!

And the twilight beauty beside the queen clenched the corners of her clothes, she served in front of the queen, and the concubines who were higher than her would also give her three points, and now Mu Ling's actions were clearly slapping her in the face.

Concubine De smiled softly, covered up the new light in her eyes with the posture of drinking tea with her eyes, put down the teacup, Concubine De showed a trace of unpredictable smile leisurely, Mu Guiren, it seems that you have offended a lot of people!

"Good!"

The sound of clapping hands came from far and near.

Mu Ling raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound, and saw that the person was wearing a satin skirt with blue water color, and the complicated peacock pattern added a touch of bright color to the whole person, and the smile on his delicate face could not hide the admiration that even looked at Mu Ling.

Liang Muqing, the princess of Jian'an, walked to the other side of Liang Yan, looked at Mu Ling, and then at the beauty of Duyun, and said with a smile, "It's just a position, why care so much." ”

After speaking, Liang Yan sat down on the other side, "Brother Seventh Emperor, the place next to you will be mine tonight." ”

"Whatever you want!"

All the embarrassment had been dissipated between the two of them, Mu Ling smiled gratefully at Mu Qing, and then led him to another place to sit down.

A small episode can't affect the big situation, Liang Chu's faint gaze followed Mu Ling to sit down, she had already faded from the hardness in the daytime, and quietly showed her dexterity and wit that was not afraid of danger, and invisibly attracted his attention.

It wasn't until the queen beside him reminded him that Liang Chu came back to his senses and said loudly, "Today's palace banquet is to celebrate Princess Jiande's successful reconciliation with Tubo," he looked at Mu Qing beside Liang Yan, and raised his wine glass in the void, "I have a glass of respect for the emperor's sister in the Liang Dynasty." ”

"Wait for a cup to the princess."

"It is incumbent upon Jian'an to serve our dynasty."

After speaking, Mu Qing drank a glass of wine boldly, and everyone said that Princess Jian'an was a heroine among women.

After some politeness, the wine is already halfway through.

The queen's eyes swept over Mu Ling, who was eating not far away, her eyebrows tactfully, and she proposed, "It seems monotonous to only drink, the concubines remember that it will be the queen mother's birthday in half a month, and the sisters of the palace have already prepared the show, why don't you rehearse it first today, so as to help you with alcohol." ”

Liang Chu nodded, and the queen made arrangements.

Mu Ling looked at the cigarette and asked suspiciously, "Do we have to prepare a show for the Queen Mother's birthday?" ”

Hearing the queen's order just now, Rim Yan was a little anxious, and replied, "It must have been that Niangniang was in the cold palace at that time, and there was no notice, but what should I do now?" ”

"Don't worry, I have a way."

Looking at the first beauty on stage, Mu Ling looked around the stage and already had an idea in his heart.

The concubines sang and danced, sang or danced, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, sheng xiao and jade are all proficient, and even the nobles of Duyun have completed a splash of ink painting in a cup of tea.

I saw that she had a strong wine in her mouth, spraying it on a blank screen, her red lips were delicate, but the painting was majestic, and the landscape was cloudy, and it faintly emerged from the blank space.

Mu Ling is from the modern era, and he was stunned, not to mention all the ancients present, Su Nianru smiled at ease, praised a few words, and brought Liang Chu back to his senses in time.

Liang Chu praised it, silk and satin, and Baoyu pearls were rewarded without money.

Su Nianru is honored, claiming that the noble people of Duyun are clever and clever, and this ingenuity alone compares the previous vocal music and dance.

Concubine De sneered, Su Nianru is bringing up the noble man of Duyun as a bird?

Is it that the nobles of Duyun are ineffective, and Su Nianru finally gave up this knife ruthlessly?

Mu Ling kept staring at the painting, and then looked at the wine on the lips of the noble Dusk Cloud, and smiled—it turned out that this was the case!

The painting had already been painted, and the brilliance of the painting could be reproduced by spraying the wine that could make it manifest on the spot.

In this way, it doesn't matter if this painting is made by the noble people of Duyun.

Liang Chu frequently looked at the noble man of Duyun who was more delicate and shy than before, Su Nianru raised her eyebrows, and smiled softly: "Your Majesty, there are several other sisters who have not performed." ”

Liang Chu's eyebrows bloomed, and he said with a smile: "As soon as this painting comes out, who else can compare to Dusk Cloud." ”

The concubines had the compliments and the sour words, Su Nianru's face also turned cold, and she glanced at the nobles of Duyun who were trembling more and more and didn't dare to say much, and her eyes followed the banquet to find it.

Several concubines who have not yet had time to play, all have low ranks, and their talents are mediocre, even if there is a singing voice like a yellow warbler, a person with better piano skills than Boya, and a noble person in the twilight clouds, Zhuyu is also cowardly-didn't see that Concubine De's face condensed?

Concubine De Niangniang's painting skills are outstanding, and she once worshipped the palace painter Liuyun as her teacher, and her flowers and birds were vivid, but she was also swept away by the nobles of Duyun.

Su Nianru's eyes lingered, and she saw Mu Ling, who was not moved by the turmoil, bowed her head to drink and eat vegetables, and thought about it.

"Mu Guiren, what is your talent?"

Ruoying's crisp man's words attracted everyone in the hall to look at Mu Ling, who had been noticed before because of the disordered seating.

Mu Ling paused her chopsticks, and suddenly raised her eyes, a twenty-eight-year-old girl, sitting alone in the lamplight, the faint flickering candle flame made her delicate face ripple like a fairy girl.

There was a small inhalation sound during the banquet, but Mu Ling did not have the slightest sense of charming, her clear eyes swept Su Nianru, and she smiled lightly, "Half a month ago, the concubine was still in the cold palace, but I didn't know that the queen mother's birthday banquet was coming, and it was too late to prepare today......"

Su Nianru smiled coldly, his eyes wandered, and he was about to use a poisonous trick, but as soon as Mu Ling's sound wave turned, his eyes overflowed with a little smile, and he said crisply: "Meditate on yourself in the cold palace, I will save my body three times a day, and the concubine has a few lines of poetry, if you don't like it, it will turn into a song and dance, and Bojun will laugh?" ”