Chapter 169: What Does It Matter?

Hearing this, Su Yunshu's brows furrowed even tighter, and an unconcealable anger appeared in his eyes, he nodded slightly, his voice was low, with a look of anger, "Yes." ”

Gong Linggui sighed silently, lowered his voice, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Su Yunshu snorted, and there was a gritted tooth in his clear voice, "Those concubines are all worried about my marriage with Xiao Ran. ”

Gong Linggui frowned slightly, and asked very suspiciously: "Isn't Xiao Ran still too late?" ”

Su Yunshu's hands slowly tightened, and his tone was not good: "For them, what does it matter if Xiao Ran is as good as Xuan?" ”

Gong Linggui's eyes dimmed, and he whispered: "Calm down, be careful in everything." ”

After thinking about it, Gong Linggui continued: "Soon, there will be a one-month banquet, and at that time, you need to be more careful. ”

"Presumably, the queen will make a big fuss about this matter at that time."

Su Yunshu nodded solemnly and said in a deep voice: "I understand." ”

Gong Linggui bowed slightly, then turned around and left, returning to his seat.

After a while, there was a palace man's singing, which stretched for a long time.

The silence of the people was restored, and they all knelt down respectfully and saluted.

Gong Zhaohui and the queen walked into the hall slowly.

Gong Zhaohui was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, his black hair was tied with a nine-dragon jade crown, and his handsome face was full of vicissitudes, but it was difficult to hide the noble momentum of that body.

Delicate embroidery swirled up the neckline and cuffs of the dragon's robe, and the dragon, with its claws outstretched, looked awe-inspiring with a sharp blade.

A large area of auspicious clouds floated quietly under the dragon, full of auspicious energy.

The pearl on the jade crown of the Nine Dragons, moist and luxurious, in this brightly lit palace, reflects a bright light, with a faint halo.

Gong Zhaohui's expression was flat, his torch-like eyes reflected a sharp light, and his face was more majestic, with an irreversible momentum.

The queen was dressed in a red nine-phoenix and phoenix robe, giving birth to lotus step by step, and walked into the hall.

The embroidery of the nine phoenixes is extremely delicate and luxurious, showing her noble status, the red phoenix robe, the golden phoenix with wings spread along the queen's slender waist spiraling upward, the phoenix feathers are delicate and luxurious, and the atmosphere is not lost, spread on the phoenix robe.

The golden thread outlines the noble phoenix and phoenix, and the blooming peonies are embellished on the layers of skirts, which are gorgeous.

The dark shawl is well matched with the bright red, and the silver thread on it outlines the mysterious dark lines, and there seems to be a faint streamer on it, which has been lingering until the queen's eyebrows.

The queen's green silk is held high, the gorgeous phoenix crown is worn on her head steadily, the luxurious step is shaking, hanging down the thin pearl and jade tassels, clear and crystalline, under the footsteps of the queen, there is no sound.

With slightly bright eye makeup, gorgeous and plump red lips, and the delicacy of the queen's makeup, her already beautiful face is even more amazing, with a thrilling charm.

Flying Dragons on the Clouds.

Nine phoenixes.

These two formal clothes show the supremacy and power of the two.

Gong Zhaohui and the queen slowly walked to the main seat and sat down amid the salute of everyone.

The queen has always maintained that proper smile, bright and charming.

"No courtesy."

Gong Zhaohui's voice was low, without losing his courage, full of the majesty of the superior, and the wide sleeves of the dragon robe swept at will, as if it could set off a huge storm and change color.

The people stood up and sat down in their seats.

The queen bowed slightly, smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, and sat beside Gong Zhaohui.

Only once the queen is qualified to accompany the emperor and sit with the emperor.

The position of the queen clearly shows her noble status.

Gong Linggui glanced at the queen on the throne lightly, his eyes moved, the meaning was unknown, and he couldn't see joy or anger.

"Thank you princes and princesses for coming to celebrate my birthday, this palace banquet should be practiced for you."

Gong Zhaohui stood up, raised the wine bottle in front of him, smiled heartily, his eyes shining, "I salute you with a glass." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xiao Kongye and the others all stood up from their seats, picked up the wine glass in front of them, and drank them all.

When the wine entered his throat, Gong Zhaohui's eyebrows and eyes were instantly sharp, his smile was faint, and he sat down slowly.

Mu Liang put down the delicately carved wine bottle in his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you Your Majesty for your hospitality." ”

Gong Zhaohui waved his hand casually, "Just have fun." ”

Then, as if remembering something, he asked, "When are you going to leave?" ”