The palace feast begins.

As Princess Yong, Fenghua naturally sat beside Long Jue.

Feng Jin was a strategist, and he only stood behind the guards.

The staggered planning, the silk and bamboo orchestra, the beauties danced in the middle of the banquet, and the ministers talked and laughed.

After a short time, a eunuch held the handle dust, folded his hands respectfully in his lower abdomen, and sang in a shrill voice:

"The emperor has arrived—"

"The Queen Mother has arrived—"

"Yan Guifei Niangniang has arrived-"

All the ministers and their daughters knelt down to greet him: "Long live the emperor, long live, mother, thousand years old, thousand years old." ”

The emperor in the bright yellow dragon robe came with two beauties on the left and the right.

The woman in the big red phoenix robe is the queen, and the woman in the bright and bright orange palace dress is Yan Guifei.

The queen and Yan Guifei, when they were young, one was the daughter of the Zhenguo Mansion, and the other was the lord of the Zhenbei Wangfu, and they were both well-known beauties in the capital of the Royal Dragon Kingdom.

The stunning shuangshu of the past married into the heavenly family together, one for the queen and the other for the concubine.

With such a blessing of all people, who doesn't want to be the Ninety-Five Supreme?

To be honest, against the backdrop of two great beauties, the emperor looks a little mediocre.

The emperor's appearance is not very outstanding, but with the blessing of the noble aura of that bright yellow dragon robe, he has his own dignity and majesty in it.

The emperor raised his hand, and a smile appeared on his face: "Everyone Aiqing is flat, today is my birthday, the queen and the concubine have the heart to organize this palace banquet, just to be happy, there is no need to be restrained." ”

"Thank you, Emperor Longen."

The crowd got up and sat back in their seats.

The silk and bamboo orchestra and the beauty song and dance are back lively.

Today is the emperor's birthday banquet, which is to be lively and pleasing to the eye, and the ministers also try their best to be unrestrained and make the emperor happy.

Fenghua stroked the folds on the purple skirt and glanced in the direction of the emperor, the rumored nine thousand years old who was favored by the emperor, but somehow, was not around.

It was Yan Guifei, who showed a friendly smile when she met Fenghua's eyes.

Yan Guifei is the county lord of Zhenbei Wangfu of the previous generation, and the current sister of Yanbei, the king of Zhenbei, and the aunt of Yan Qiyu, whose name is Yan Huan.

For her niece, Concubine Yan has always loved her.

The princes and ministers stepped forward to offer their gifts.

The gifts given to today's children are naturally priceless.

After the emperor's palm, the chief eunuch around him accepted them one by one, and these birthday gifts were all put into the emperor's small treasury.

As a result, the smile on the emperor's face deepened.

After receiving the congratulatory gift, the wine passed three rounds.

Inevitably, the ministers tied their hands and feet at the banquet and had no fun, and according to the custom, the emperor had to leave early.

"Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the mother-"

The emperor hugged the two beauties and left under the gaze of the ministers.

"Princess."

Hearing someone calling her, Fenghua raised her eyes, and it was a young eunuch with young eyebrows and immature eyes: "Yan Guifei Niangniang is invited." ”

At this time, Long Jue, who was beside her, was thinking that the elegance was an eyesore, and said lightly with thin lips: "Since it is the decree of Yan Guifei Niangniang, princess, you can go with this father-in-law." ”

Fenghua did not shake off His Royal Highness King Yong, and directly raised his delicate and beautiful chin to the little eunuch, and said, "Lead the way." ”

The words fell.

She got up and walked past the dragon to leave.

The two maids, Bi Hu and Mingzhu, were left behind.

This Yan Qiyu is really not taking this king seriously in his eyes more and more!

Long Jue frowned, thinking to himself, while calling: "Feng Jin, come here, sit next to this king." ”

Feng Jin's eyebrows obediently responded "yes", and greeted the two maids' horizontal eyebrows and cold eyes.