Chapter 9: Panicked Awakening
Su Mujiu slept for a while, but it was dark, and he had long forgotten what night it was.
When she opened her eyes leisurely and slowly woke up, she saw Feng Tong, who was sitting beside her and had maintained a posture that had not changed, still drinking the cup of tea.
Su Mujiu stretched her waist and was about to ask.
Feng Tong took the first step to notice the movement behind him, he turned his eyes back and showed a gentle smile, his voice was naturally soft, "Lord Wang, you are awake." β
"Well, why did this carriage stop?" Su Mujiu yawned and asked a little casually.
"We're already outside the gates of the Imperial City." Feng Tong's gentle jade voice sounded, and a pair of clear eyes with a hint of silver brilliance were not shocked.
What the?!
They're already outside the gates of the Imperial City?
"How long has it been stopped?" After a long time, Su Mujiu regained his voice, and then got out of bed in a hurry, putting on his boots.
"It's been an hour to stop the incense." Feng Yun's eyes followed Su Mujiu's movements all the time, and those eyes became deep.
The hour of a stick of incense?
That's thirty minutes!
Her carriage had been parked outside the city gate for thirty minutes, she had planned the time at the beginning, this prince had always arrived on time, but now I am afraid that this night banquet has already started, right?
"Why don't you wake me up?" Su Mujiu turned around, with a hint of questioning in his eyes.
In the face of such a look, Feng Tong still maintained his proper bearing and demeanor.
His gentleness is like a piece of jade, delicate and beautiful.
The pink lips slowly opened, "I see that the prince is a little tired today, and I want you to sleep well." β
Want her to get a good night's sleep!
The good one wants her to get a good night's sleep.
For such a reason, Su Mujiu was powerless to refute it.
When Su Mujiu was in a daze, Feng Tong got up and got out of the carriage, his movements were smooth, and he stood straight under the carriage without half a panic.
His gentle eyes fell on Su Mujiu's body, but he didn't urge.
Obviously, I don't want Su Mujiu to be too embarrassed because of the delay.
Su Mujiu sped up the speed at which she put on her boots, and finally, the pair of boots had been put on, and she was about to jump down directly, but at the moment when her body moved, she firmly caught the carriage wall.
Oh my God, I almost revealed my identity.
The prince has always been pampered, and he will never get off the carriage by himself.
She was a little flustered just now, and naturally forgot about letting her subordinates wear boots, but did it herself.
This phoenix won't find anything, right?
Su Mujiu glanced at Feng Tong with his afterglow, and saw him standing in the moonlight with a breeze, the hazy moonlight lined him like a flying immortal outside the sky, and he still had a soft face.
As if nothing was noticed.
Su Mujiu breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, the little guy on the side took the bench and put it in front of the carriage, Su Mujiu stepped on the bench and got out of the carriage.
"Let's go faster, this night banquet begins, and I don't know the emperor's old ...... Your Majesty, will he blame me? Su Mujiu originally wanted to curse, but found that he was almost exposed, so he hurriedly corrected it.
She.
It's really a pig.
In the behavior of the prince, there is no such thing as swearing.
Feng Tong bowed his head and smiled gently, "Okay, let's go faster." β
And the moment he turned his eyes, there was an imperceptible light in those eyes.
Su Mujiu and Feng Tong had just walked to the gate when someone greeted them.
The palace maid respectfully bowed in the direction of Su Mujiu and Feng Tong, "Lord Wang." β
But on the contrary, he just called Su Mujiu's honorific title.
For the foreign prince beside him, he has no respect for it.
Su Mujiu subconsciously glanced at Feng Tong, but found that he seemed to be used to it, standing there, neither humble nor arrogant.
It seems that this Feng Tong's current situation is much more embarrassing than she imagined.
"Lead the way." Su Mujiu cleared his throat and called to the palace maids.
"Yes." After speaking, the palace maid obediently led the way in front.
The furnishings in this palace are too complicated, Su Mujiu followed these palace maids, I don't know how many courtyards, how many twists and turns of corridors, how many similar rockeries, and finally, came to the most noisy place.
In that uproar, there was a bright light.
There were singing and dancing in it, and there were people who were staggering and chanting poems.
It's just a small night banquet, and it makes it so luxurious, it deserves to be a big pond.
Su Mujiu narrowed her eyes, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.
Ouch, this emperor doesn't know what tricks he will play today?
She's really looking forward to it.
After all, among the information given to her by this prince, there are not many melons about this emperor.
always found some trumped-up charges to impose on the prince, if it weren't for the prince's intelligence, he could turn evil into good fortune every time, and this title would have been abolished long ago.
"Lord Wang, are you nervous?" Su Mujiu was about to walk into the light, and a gentle voice sounded beside him.
Su Mujiu stopped, she looked back a little inexplicably, and glanced at the man standing beside her.
A snow-colored robe fluttered lightly in the wind, the hair fluttered lightly, a strand of hair crossed his delicate skin, and his eyes were gentle like water.
Tut.
This look.
This is what it looks like.
It's really like the prince's favorite.
No wonder the gossip about the two is so magical.
Su Mujiu's lips opened her mouth, "How could I ever be afraid?" Why be nervous? β
After saying that, she took a reckless step, and a resolute smile appeared on her face.
changed the indifferent appearance before.
These are the two faces of the prince, very dull and very cold in private.
But in the palace, in the realm of walking on thin ice, he has always been perverse and domineering, and never takes anyone in his eyes.
Only in this way will people not feel that their young prince is a soft persimmon that is easy to handle.
Su Mujiu was still very satisfied with the face of the prince outside.
After all, this is a twelve-point fit with her original character, and it is simply her own deity.
Su Mujiu was eager to try, and there were already countless expected lights in those eyes.
"Lord Mu has arrivedβ"
There was a shout, and the four were in an uproar.
The music also stopped.
Su Mujiu took a step and crossed the towering threshold.
I saw the emperor sitting on the dragon throne, dressed in bright yellow and full of flesh.
is similar to what Su Mujiu expected, the emperor's eyes are gloomy and obscene, with a hint of evil smile at the corner of his mouth, and he is holding a beauty in his arms.
Obviously, it's a big fat pig.
At this moment, the big fat pig smiled with a smile of twelve points, changed his usual attitude towards the prince, and said with a smile: "Oh, Lord Mu, you are finally here." βγ
How can this smile smell of conspiracy?