Jiang Muyu stared at Fanyin for a while, then reached out and touched Fanyin's head, he said, "Hmm! I've seen it! ”

Sanskrit, "......"

What kind of god operation is this, and this will work?

However, fortunately, the man in front of him is handsome and unparalleled, if he changes to an ugly one.

Absolutely kill it.

When Song Boyan saw this scene, his whole person froze, and he inexplicably felt that the position of his heart was empty.

He didn't know why he felt this way, but he inexplicably felt that Sanskrit seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him!

"Xiaoyin!" Song Boyan called in a low voice.

Jiang Muyu's eyes fell on Song Boyan's body coldly, he only felt that his scalp was numb, and he hurriedly picked up the small box on the table and said, "Xiaoyin, thank you for giving me a birthday gift, no matter what it is?" I love them all. ”

After that, Song Boyan silently moved to the seat originally prepared for Jiang Muyu, and did not forget to turn back one step at a time when he left.

As soon as he sat down, the duck-like voice of the chief eunuch sounded outside the palace gate, "The emperor has arrived!" The Queen Mother has arrived! ”

Immediately, I saw Emperor Song Wenlin, who was dressed in a bright emperor-colored dragon robe, and the queen in a phoenix robe came hand in hand.

When Song Wenlin walked into the main hall, he was stunned when he saw Jiang Muyu actually sitting beside Fanyin.

Immediately, I took it for granted.

When he led the queen to Jiang Muyu, he also stopped, "Immortal Venerable! ”

Jiang Muyu raised his hand slightly, "The emperor doesn't have to be formal. ”

Song Wenlin breathed a sigh of relief, and then led the queen to the top and sat down.

Everyone became more and more curious about Jiang Muyu's identity, and even the emperor was polite to him, and he could even detect a hint of caution.

It's just curiosity, but no one dares to ask.

After taking a seat, Song Wenlin smiled and said, "Ayan, my father wishes you a happy birthday!" ”

Song Boyan hurriedly put the small box in his hand into his sleeve and put it away, picked up the wine glass and got up, "Thank you, father, emperor, mother!" ”

Song Wenlin was extremely satisfied with this second son, and after seeing him sit down, Song Wenlin said, "Today is your birthday, and it is also the day you pass the crown, according to the rules of the palace, it is time to set a candidate for the concubine for you, do you have a suitable candidate in your heart?" ”

Hearing this, Song Boyan was slightly stunned, his eyes subconsciously looked at Sanskrit not far away, he took a deep breath, and before he could make a sound, he was interrupted by Song Pingyang in advance.

"Brother Huang, the status of the Second Highness is noble, and the selection of this concubine should be equivalent to the identity of the Second Highness." After saying that, Song Pingyang subconsciously looked at Fan Yutian on his side.

She naturally wants to cut off Fanyin's back road, and in terms of identity, Fanyin is not worthy of this concubine.

If Song Boyan really likes it, he will take a concubine in the future, and that's it.

However......

"Eldest princess, this is Ayan's lifelong event, the palace has discussed it with the emperor before, as long as Ayan likes it, isn't the identity the meaning of the emperor's will!" The queen smiled brightly, how could she not know Song Pingyang's thoughts!

Fan Yutian's thoughts about Song Boyan are not too obvious, it's just that she just doesn't like Fan Yutian, and she always feels that this girl has too many thoughts and is not suitable for her baby bump.

Song Pingyang's face froze, obviously he didn't expect that the queen would say this.

"What the queen said is very true!" Song Wenlin responded happily.

Song Pingyang's face was slightly gloomy, and he only felt that they were afraid that they were all stupid!

The blood is cheap, and one identity can be changed?

"Father, mother, son, son, there are already candidates in their hearts."