"Yan is here today, it is also an honor for Yan to be able to meet the famous King Sheng of Xiling, Yan is here, and I also pay tribute to King Sheng."

As he spoke, Nan Shiyan also raised his head directly, all the spiritual wine in the wine bottle fell into his mouth, his warm eyebrows and eyes were full of mildness, and he couldn't see his emotions, but the smile on his face was not the slightest mistake, decent and warm.

Looking at the interaction between the two, the queen's eyes moved slightly, hooked her plump and gorgeous red lips, supported her chin with her cardamom hand, squinted her eyes slightly, as if she thought of something interesting, stretched between her eyebrows and eyes, and said with a smile:

"King Sheng and Gongzi Yan are both humble sons recognized by everyone, and it is rare to see the two of them get together today, and it is also a great honor for the palace to see them with their own eyes at such a lively palace banquet."

Hearing this, Mo chuckled and shook his head, with a deep sense of warmth, that unique special sense of gentleness, which seemed to be able to remove the dust without soothing the dust, making people's hearts calm down, quiet and beautiful, he raised his lips and said softly: "Niangniang's words are really serious." ”

"It is a great honor for this king to be able to come to the Eastern Dynasty and feel the customs here."

As he spoke, Mo Qing once again picked up the exquisite and luxurious wine bottle in front of him, raised his glass to Gong Zhaohui and the queen at the top, and smiled chicly, "This king is here, I salute Your Majesty and Niangniang." ”

After speaking, Mo raised his head lightly, drank the spirit wine, his movements were as free and neat as flowing clouds, and when he put down the wine bottle, his gentle and calm gaze swept over the faces of Gong Zhaohui and the queen, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was also a little deeper, and he smiled inexplicably.

Gong Zhaohui and the queen looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time held the wine bottle, gestured to the ink, and drank the spirit wine in it.

Mo chuckled warmly, and his eyes crossed everyone present, with a bit of casual casualness, but it seemed to have a force that could not be ignored, so that everyone could feel it clearly.

After a little mover, Mo Qingfang gently flicked his sleeves, bowed slightly to everyone, smiled and slowly spoke, and his gentle voice seemed to carry endless patience and gentleness.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it is extremely rare for this king to be able to gather here with you today, and please enjoy this palace banquet to the fullest, just don't be restrained."

As he spoke, Mo Qingqing took the lead in pouring a glass of wine, and drank it all, his movements were neat and chic, and the white sleeves brought up a faint light, softening the coldness of all the edges and corners.

Seeing this, everyone also raised the wine bottle, said "King Xie Sheng", and drank it all with their heads up.

Then, the atmosphere began to gradually become lively, the palace people waiting on the side operated their spiritual power, and the night pearl hanging above the main hall brightened a little, and the soft light seemed to flow with a delicate temperature, scattered on everyone, making people feel a lot calmer.

Although this is a palace banquet held for King Sheng's concubine, in addition to the young ladies of various families in the imperial capital, there are still many young and excellent sons of families. Moreover, King Sheng also said that he already has a favorite woman, and this palace banquet for choosing a concubine is not about choosing a concubine.

King Sheng is so casual and leisurely, so there is no need for them to be so serious, just treat this as an ordinary palace banquet.

Mo Qingguo really lived up to the people's excellent evaluation of him, he was indeed humble as jade, gentle and polite, and he was very patient with anyone, smiling unabated, like a calm and wide sea area, no matter what, there was no trace of waves, and the gentle breath was inexplicably reassuring.

Obviously, Mo Qing didn't regard this palace banquet as a palace banquet for choosing a concubine, but just calmly talked to everyone.

Some people will ask Mo Qing about some of his experiences and experiences over the years, some people will ask him about some of the customs of Xiling, and some people will ask him about some preferences.

Su Yunran has been sitting quietly in his place, boredly playing with the tea cup in his hand, his slender fingers brushing the delicate and luxurious patterns on the tea cup, and his white and tender fingertips casually knocking on the lid of the tea cup, making a clear sound.

Su Yunhua sat on the side, looking at Su Yunran's lack of interest, his brows couldn't help frowning, and then he stood up, came to sit down beside her, hooked the hair on the side of her face behind her ears with slender fingers, and called softly: "Xiao Ran." ”

Su Yunran was originally napping, but when she heard Su Yun's painting, her eyebrows trembled, so she came back to her senses, blinked her slightly blank eyes at her, and responded obediently: "Fourth sister? ”

Looking at Su Yunran's cute little appearance, Su Yunhua smiled slightly, reached out and pinched her face, his voice was gentle, revealing undisguised concern.

"So sleepy, are you tired?"

Su Yunran nodded heavily, "um", his slender fingers casually pinched the snacks on the plate in front of him, put them in front of his eyes for a moment, put them in his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed them.

Su Yunhua looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the crumbs of the snack from the corner of his mouth, and then poured a cup of hot tea, pushed it in front of Su Yunran, and said softly: "Take a sip of tea, don't choke." ”

Su Yunran nodded, obediently responded "Okay", held the teacup in both hands, drank the hot tea in small sips, and looked quite satisfied with relief.

"How?"

Su Yunhua stretched out his hand, gently rubbed Su Yunran's head, and said softly: "If you are too tired, go down and rest." ”

Su Yunran shook his head, flattened his mouth, drank all the warm tea in the teacup, put down the teacup, and shook his head, as if to sober himself up.

Seeing this, Su Yunhua couldn't help frowning, but when he saw Su Yunran's pouting mouth, he also raised the corners of his lips, chuckled, scraped the tip of her small nose with her slender fingers, and said with a smile: "Don't hold on, if you are really tired, go to rest, and when the palace banquet is over, my third brother and I will take you home." ”

Looking at Su Yunran's still dazed appearance, Su Yunhua couldn't help but sigh, gently rubbed the hair on her forehead with a warm palm, straightened it out, and called softly again, "Xiao Ran? ”

Su Yunran let out a "hmm", came back to his senses, and after understanding the meaning of Su Yun's painting, he shook his head directly, flattened his mouth, and revealed a thick lazy atmosphere in his soft voice.

"Fourth sister, Xiao Dye is fine."

As he spoke, Su Yunran casually raised his hand, grabbed a strand of green silk that Su Yun's painting had fallen on his chest, put it in his palm, and played with it boredly, his pale thin lips opened slightly, yawning, full of exhaustion.

Looking at Su Yunran with such a sad expression, Su Yunhua felt a sense of distress in his heart, his body moved, leaned towards her, and let him lean on himself, allowing him to bear most of the strength.