Concubine Xian poured wine for Emperor Qingren, and there was a smile in her eyes: "I didn't say anything, but I just said that the sixth prince is really filial, and he is very close to Chu Zhaoyi, and his mother and son are nothing more than that." ”

Emperor Qingren didn't raise his eyes, but just drank the wine in the cup intently.

The queen glanced in Chu Zhaoyi's direction, and there was a smile in her eyes.

"Chu Zhaoyi, he is indeed a blessed one."

"Thank you for the compliment." Chu Zhaoyi was about to sit down, but because of the queen's words, she got up again: "The concubine is indeed a blessed one." However, such a blessing is given by His Majesty. The concubine saluted His Majesty with a cup and wished His Majesty good health. ”

Emperor Qingren gave Chu Zhaoyi face, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Chu Zhaoyi must not offend anyone, after paying tribute to the emperor, she is the queen, and then she is the master of today's birthday, Concubine Xian.

A round of respect, all aspects, no one can be offended.

Concubine De saw it in her eyes, and there was a faint mockery in her eyes: "Chu Zhaoyi is a good person, obviously it is Concubine Xian who is born today." When you come down like this, others don't know it, and they think that you are the one who celebrated your birthday. ”

Chu Zhaoyi smiled slightly: "Concubine Xian's birthday, but it's not a big deal." I'm here to heat up the scene, if you want to come, Concubine Xian won't be surprised, right? ”

"No, it won't." On this occasion, how could Concubine Xian say that she was strange?

She then raised her glass: "It's the concubine's fault, I haven't toasted to Your Majesty yet." ”

She got up and toasted to Emperor Qingren, she and Chu Zhaoyi started this head, and the rest of the people in the hall toasted to Emperor Qingren one after another.

When it was Ming Yue's turn, Emperor Qingren didn't drink, just pursed his lips and put down the wine glass.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. But Emperor Qingren didn't seem to see Ming Yue standing there with a cup in his hand.

Ming Yue didn't mind, and after drinking the wine in the cup, he sat back. A maid came to fill his cup with wine, and somehow her hand shook and spilled most of it on him.

"Your Highness forgives your sins." The maid knelt down quickly, her face panicked.

Ming Yue glanced at him and noticed that the people around him were looking in his direction. He got up with a smile and saluted to the top of his head.

"Father, the son's clothes are unclean, let the sons and daughters go down and change their clothes first."

Emperor Qingren was talking to Concubine Xian, and when he heard this, he glanced at him: "Go." ”

There was a hint of disgust in his tone, as if he didn't want to see him much at a glance.

Ming Yue was not annoyed, and withdrew from the hall very calmly. Chu Zhaoyi looked at him with some concern, but sat down again under Ming Hong's comfort, sighed in his heart, and decided to stay for a while and ask Ming Yue to come back and comfort him again.

………………

Xia Qingtong was tied to the shelf by two eunuchs, she couldn't break free, knowing that she was in a bad situation now.

"The two fathers-in-law have something to say. I really didn't mean to break into the Forbidden Palace—"

Who would have thought that? Aren't the forbidden palaces all heavily guarded? Why is there no one outside the Phi Xiang Palace?

Not to mention that there is no one, isn't that Zhaorong Niangniang just now also allowed to go in?

"It seems that you will not give up until you reach the Yellow River. We have to talk to you in a different way. ”

and behold, the whip was coming upon him. She called the system in her heart to no avail, thinking that she must not be able to hide today.

The next thought was to hate Ming Yue, the sixth prince who killed people.

He clearly did it on purpose, right?

There was the sound of whipping in the air, and Xia Qingtong closed his eyes in fear.

The next second, ahhh When he opened his eyes again, Ming Yue, who was dressed in dark clothes, stood at the door, his face was gloomy, and his eyebrows were cold.