Zhaoyang Hall is the main hall in Chenxiao Palace, it is not big or big, it is not small to say, and the surroundings are golden and brilliant under the illumination of candlelight. There are also a lot of concubines in Chenxiao Palace.

Beigong Yu sat lazily above the hall, casually drinking the turbid wine in the cup, occasionally glancing at the guests, a kind of king-like majesty emanating in the hall, someone walked in front of him and said two sentences of "Congratulations to His Highness" before barely replying to one or two polite words, and the congratulatory gifts handed by the guests also let the Wuxi on the side take it down, and did not look at it, Lord Wei in front of the palace saw that he couldn't stutter, and smiled awkwardly.

This prince was not only born with a good skin, both civil and military, but also the depth of his city is also known to the world. There are not many heirs of the emperor, and there are only a few people who can be compared with the prince in front of him, although the six princes are not inferior to Beigong Yu in terms of martial arts, but they have a temperament that does not compete with the world, and the eighth prince who covets the throne is impetuous and uncontrollable, depending on the situation, this country will sooner or later be in Beigong Yu's bag, not to mention, he can already sit on the throne of the prince above the ten thousand people under this person.

But who doesn't know that today's Royal Highness the Crown Prince is an extremely difficult lord to serve, and he doesn't know how a prince and a prince in the Xia Cover District have this blessing, and the only two daughters have also married into the palace one after another, and the eldest daughter was even named the crown princess, which many people can't ask for.

The hall was brightly lit, and as soon as Xia Xiaoxiao walked into the hall, she saw Wei Puqian's deflated appearance, thinking that she had come at the right time.

She knows this Lord Wei, and she often comes to Chenxiao Palace to deliver things, and she is a complete sycophant, but Beigong Yu never buys anyone's account, and every time she sees him eating Xia Xiaoxiao, she feels funny.

Beigong Yu glanced at her, and continued to drink, as if he hadn't noticed her appearance. The hall that was originally full of people's voices suddenly fell silent, obviously seeing Xia Xiaoxiao's arrival, even though he didn't know him, but the fiery red phoenix robe was recognizable at a glance. Everyone recalled that the nominal princess seemed to have worn this phoenix robe to participate in the queen's birthday banquet the year before last, and sat next to the queen.

Beigong Yu drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, Xia Xiaoxiao walked in front of him lightly, and blessed his body lightly: "The concubine is late." ”

He tied his dignified hair in a bun today, a black hosta between the golden crown tied his black hair on the top of his head, two brocades hung down to his chest behind his ears, and a big red wedding robe reflected a jade white face in stark contrast, with a touch of impatience between his eyebrows, bewitching, evil, obviously a lazy and casual posture, but it made people feel serious.

Beigong Yu waved her hand, she retreated to the right seat on his right side and sat down, her eyes secretly looked around, he sat on the right seat, thinking that the old fox of the emperor and queen did not come today, she was a little secretly happy, seeing that Beigong Yu did not speak, she was not good at asking anything, she sat quietly with her hands on her abdomen, with a faint smile on her face, and she looked very virtuous and generous.

The quiet atmosphere below gradually disappeared, and the ministers and concubines began to talk again, and a few words fell into Xia Xiaoxiao's ears, which was nothing more than a few words about Xia Xiaoxiao by the way. This kind of idle chatter should be done without hearing it, from this right position, you can see the palace in the distance, inside the hall, most of them are laughing, outside the hall, there are people who don't know where to hide and cry. Maybe every time Beigong Yu takes a concubine, those people will inevitably wash their faces with tears.

Occasionally, a few people who are not so inclined to inflammatory, or who pity her, come forward to greet her, and she just casually copes with it after taking a look, too, there will always be two people who are not favored in the palace and still sit in such an empty seat, just like treating a stray cat and dog.

His eyes swept over Beigong Yu, but he found that he didn't put his mind on the main hall, he was just drinking, and he couldn't see the look in his eyes. The wine in the cup was gone, so Wuxi stepped forward to pour it for him, cup after cup.

Seeing him drink another glass, Xia Xiaoxiao swallowed the words that she wanted to persuade again, as far as she knew, his alcohol consumption was excellent, but drinking too much wine was always bad for his health, and he didn't know how much he drank before this.