But the emperor praised everyone, but only she didn't have any praise and reward, what is going on, can it be said that this Yun Xiangrong does not like the emperor at all?

Thinking of this, when everyone looked at Yun Xiangrong again, they couldn't help but have a sense of inquiry in their eyes, and even Feng Jinrui and Helian Chu frowned in confusion.

Yun Xiangrong's face was embarrassed, and her face turned several times whiter, she bit her lip tightly, trembling and retreating to her seat.

At this time, she was both suspicious and unwilling in her heart, and the doubt was that she didn't dance well just now, but she obviously played very well?

What is unwilling is that he originally planned to show off so that the emperor could also be impressed by himself, but he didn't want to touch the ashes of his nose instead, which is good, but it is really embarrassing.

Yun Zhonghe's old face has already been stretched into a purple 'color', and the muscles and 'flesh' on his face are constantly shaking, as if he is trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart, not to mention how ugly it looks.

Yun Weiyang didn't even raise her eyelids from beginning to end, she drank a little wine, snorted 'flowers', and talked to Xiao Lingyue without a match, and there was always a smile as light as water on the corner of her 'lips'.

Looking at Feng Qianchen next to her, he really deserves the title of the first wind and the son of the emperor in the imperial capital, and when he first played from Yun Xiangrong, he had been staring at others with great interest.

But the strange thing is that when he got to the back, he suddenly pouted for some reason, looking a little bored, and just whispered something to Feng Qianxi.

The atmosphere was a little stiff, and everyone bowed their heads and drank the wine in their glasses in silence.

At this moment, another official lady walked out of the banquet, with a goose yellow long skirt, a white 'colored' bottom, and a white 'colored' floating light yarn on her coat, which was Shangguan Ling'er.

She bowed down and knelt down, her voice was delicate, but she did not lose her temperament: "Your Majesty, the courtier's 'daughter' Shangguan Ling'er, I would like to present a guqin song to the emperor, and wish the emperor happiness like the East China Sea and longevity than Nanshan."

"I've heard that Miss Shangguan is a superhuman in piano, and today we all have a blessing!" Feng Jinrui said with a smile.

Shangguan Ling'er raised her eyebrows, with a smug look on her face, and said: "It's just that the minister's 'daughter' is brave, and she has a reluctant request, and I hope the emperor can agree!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's face 'color' changed.

This Shangguan Ling'er is so bold that she made the first request before she performed, which is simply too rude.

Thinking of this, everyone turned their questioning eyes to her father Shangguan Hao, the so-called son is not the fault of the father, Shangguan Hao, as a secretary of the ministry, did not expect to teach such a 'daughter'.

Shangguan Hao was also shocked by his 'daughter's words, his face turned white, he hurriedly got up and walked to the room, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Emperor Hengxi: "The emperor is angry, it is Weichen who has no way to teach, and I ask the emperor to forgive him."

Turning his head and glaring at Shangguan Ling'er fiercely, he gritted his teeth: "You rebel 'girl', don't hurry up and ask the emperor for guilt!"

"I ......", Shangguan Ling'er pursed her lips and refused to waver.

"Reverse 'woman'!" Shangguan Hao scolded, and with a slap of his hand, he was about to hit Shangguan Ling'er in the face.

Seeing that Shangguan Ling'er's white and tender face like a 'flower' and a 'jade' was about to suffer, some people couldn't bear to close their eyes.

At this time, he heard Emperor Hengxi's faint voice sound at the right time: "Shangguan Aiqing doesn't need to be in a hurry to get angry, let's listen to what she has to say first!"