Seeing that his sister was staring straight at King Cheyue's handsome face and was stunned, Feng Huanbing hurriedly stepped forward and gave a salute: "There is the prince of Lao, Huanbing will thank the prince on behalf of Huanling." ”

Long Yucang didn't even look at Feng Huanbing, and when Feng Huanling first woke up and lowered her head to avoid his gaze, she slowly let go of her slightly cool soft wattle and turned to stride away.

Emperor Xuan walked to the main hall and took a seat, and all the guests and hosts in the Prime Minister's Mansion bowed again, even the people who lined up in the courtyard outside the hall did not dare to be sloppy.

"Since I came here this time, the Qing family no longer needs to be confined to the courtesy of the monarch and the minister. Today's theme is to celebrate my grandmother's birthday, and the most important thing is to have fun with the guests. Let's all be flat, give me a seat. ”

Long Jingming's words were very beautiful, and everyone first thanked the emperor in unison, and then got up and sat down.

Feng Huanling, who is a young lady, is naturally not close to Emperor Xuan's body, and since returning to the main hall, she has always looked at her nose and nose, and has never looked at the emperor who is high above, nor has she ever looked at King Cheyue, who is close to the throne.

These two men who are both of the royal blood of the Dragon Clan, the former has a blood feud with her, which makes her hate to the bone marrow. And the latter can be said to have a "life-saving grace" for her, every time she is opposite to his black eyes, she always panics, and I don't know if she is afraid of being seen through by his too clear eyes, or for other reasons.

"Today is my grandmother's birthday, why didn't I see that girl?"

Compared with when he was in the court, the current Long Jingming really seems approachable, and his "Qing girl" is even more friendly, as if he is really just the son-in-law of Prime Minister Feng.

Of course, this also made many of the ministers present who accompanied the king believe that the Feng clan was favored by the saint. Among them, he thought more far-reachingly, and he was already thinking about letting the school-age children in the family come to marry Miss Feng San another day, hoping to get some favor from the saints.

"The saint really has a heart, and he can still think of the third sister."

Unlike other Feng family members, who heard Emperor Xuan mention Feng Qingyuan's joy, the smile on Feng Qingwan's graceful face did not change at all, but he was a little worried about whether he had a crush on his sister.

"Back to the saint, Qing Yuan was still busy making longevity peaches for the old lady earlier, and she didn't want to have some misunderstandings halfway, and the maid mistakenly thought that the fourth lady liked to take the third lady's jade hand beads for a while, but it turned out that she forgot about it for a while when she received the hidden bag in her sleeve. Qing Yuan blamed herself for misunderstanding Huanling, although the foolish maid had been sent to the torture room to be punished, she still didn't dare to come to celebrate her grandmother's birthday again, and went back alone to face the wall and think about it. ”

Hearing Emperor Xuan mention his little daughter, Mo's eyes lit up, and he said the matter lightly.

"When she said this, it seems that it is more difficult for our third sister!"

Feng Huanbing heard the fire in her heart, but she couldn't interject, turned her head to look at the fourth sister who should be the most aggrieved, but saw that Feng Huanling had nothing to do with herself, and she always lowered her eyes and didn't even move her eyebrows.

"Since it's just that the maid misunderstood Miss Fengsi, why should Qing Yu blame herself so much? It's just weekdays, how could she not come to celebrate her grandmother's birthday on such a rare and festive day? ”

While speaking, Long Jingming glanced at Feng Huanling in the corner with his noble gaze for the first time, and the implication of his words was obviously that his daughter was misunderstood, and he felt that it was no big deal.

Emperor Xuan spoke, and Prime Minister Feng, who probably knew the inside story, also nodded, and the old lady was no longer stubborn, so she ordered her subordinates to invite the third lady over.

At this time, Feng Huanbing, who only knew that he and his sister had been framed, was so angry that he seemed to be immersed in water with ice stubble.

Feng Huanling's face was indifferent, and she had already seen through the cold world.

In this world, as long as he is willing, what is the axiom? What is right or wrong?

This is the reason why people in the world are desperately competing for the throne of the emperor, only by sitting on the supreme power, can we have justice, can we hold right and wrong, and can we decide everything right and wrong!

Although it is inevitable that his heart will be sad, Feng Huanling has also truly realized the importance of power for the first time since then, and realized that if he wants to take revenge completely, he must seize the supreme power and trample all the enemies under his feet!

Feng Qingmi's return to the birthday banquet was to first deduct the emperor's grace, and then calmly greet the grandmother, father and other elders and VIPs one by one.

Looking at Emperor Xuan's face, Concubine Guan beckoned with a soft smile and asked Miss Feng San to sit in the vacated seat beside her.

Feng Qingwan had just sat down, Feng Qingwan took her hand, and said very kindly: "The saint has beaten you and Lu, and he wants to do a good family affair for you Zhang Luomen, today it is rare for distinguished guests to gather, if you have a favorite person, you can secretly tell the eldest sister, the eldest sister will ask the saint for a good fate on your behalf." ”

One moment ago, he was depressed and sulking alone in the boudoir, and the next moment he was summoned by Emperor Xuan's Chrysostom to return to the birthday banquet in style.

Even if it is quite a city government, it is inevitable that there will be some dream-like trance for a while. Therefore, when he heard Feng Qingwan say this in his ear, he didn't care about the reserve of his daughter's family, so he intuitively looked at King Cheyue who was sitting at the head of Emperor Xuan opposite.