"Only in front of Yan Gongzi can Miss Seven smile so freely, which is even more stunning than the cold smile that has always captivated the country and the city."

As he spoke, Mo Qing pretended to shake his head, and sighed deeply a few times in a row, his voice was also a lot heavier, and his tone was quite strange.

"In front of this king, Miss Seven will always smile politely, far less comfortable than smiling in front of Young Master Yan."

Su Yunran's gentle thin eyebrows couldn't help but be raised, and then lowered her eyebrows, with a faint look of shyness of her daughter's family.

Seeing this, Nan Shiyan couldn't help but raise her lips, turned sideways slightly, and blocked Su Yunran, her big palm stayed on the top of her hair, with a force that could not be ignored, full of comfort.

Looking at this situation, the smile on Mo Qing's face deepened a little, and his gentle eyes became deeper and deeper, glowing with inexplicable light, the meaning was unknown, and he couldn't see his emotions.

After a while, the hour has come, everyone is back to their positions, with a few singing, Gong Zhaohui and the queen slowly walked into the main hall of Fengluan Palace surrounded by many palace people.

Xu is because the protagonist of today's palace banquet is Mo Qing, and Gong Zhaohui and the queen did not wear court clothes.

Gong Zhaohui is dressed in a dark golden dragon robe, and at the same time, it reveals a strong sense of majesty, and the atmospheric dragon pattern embroidery has been spiraling up from the waist, the open dragon claws, and the wide eyes all show the unique momentum of the Son of Heaven, which cannot be disobeyed.

The queen is wearing a dark red palace dress today, the golden embroidery outlines the pieces of soft phoenix feathers, wrapped around her slender waist, and the layers of skirts bloom with large peonies, the bright colors are matched with this dull red, there is no sense of disobedience, but it shows a different kind of beauty, which makes people shine.

As Gong Zhaohui and the queen entered the main hall, everyone stood up and bowed respectfully, and spoke in unison:

"See Your Majesty, see the Queen Mother."

Stepping on the ground made of warm jade, walking through the white jade steps, Gong Zhaohui took the queen's arm, came to the main seat, facing everyone, above the calm face, the corners of the mouth raised a shallow arc, no joy or anger, no sadness or joy.

Gong Zhaohui flicked his sleeves, his wide robe crossed the cold arc in mid-air, and his deep voice spread throughout the hall.

"Ladies and gentlemen, excuse me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The crowd bowed their heads, then stood up, straightened the hem of their clothes, and returned to their places.

Gong Zhaohui waved his hand casually, the cold lines on his face softened instantly, and his low voice was dyed with a faint smile, but it was not up to the bottom of his eyes, and the kindness bloomed on his face.

"Today is the palace banquet held by King Sheng who came all the way from Xiling, and all of you young people are here, so you don't have to be too restrained, just enjoy this palace banquet."

As he spoke, Gong Zhaohui raised his hand, picked up the wine bottle in front of him, signaled to everyone, and said loudly: "I will do it first as a respect." ”

After that, Gong Zhaohui directly raised his head and raised his hand, and drank all the wine in the wine bottle, and his movements were extremely crisp.

Seeing this, everyone also picked up the wine bottle in front of them, bowed slightly to Gong Zhaohui, and drank the wine in it.

Su Yunran held the teacup in his hand and took a symbolic sip of the hot tea inside, his face was calm, different from everyone's respect, his face was calm and indifferent, and he could faintly see a deep stubbornness, with a different kind of majesty and temperament.

I have to say that Gong Zhaohui's surface kung fu is indeed doing well, he is obviously very jealous of the Su family in his heart, but he still looks like he values the Su family very much, and he is also very thoughtful to the people of the Su family.

Just like now, knowing that Su Yunran was not in good health and couldn't drink, he deliberately asked people to replace the spiritual wine on Su Yunran's table with Xuewu tea, and there was a layer of soft cushion under the teapot, which was full of gentle spiritual power to maintain the temperature of the tea and not let it cool down.

Smelling this fresh smell, Su Yunran couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his mood was also a little more open and clear for a while, his eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, as if he remembered something interesting, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was a little deeper.

After everyone drank the spirit wine in their hands, Gong Zhaohui put down the exquisite wine bottle in his hand, glanced at the queen beside him, looked at each other and smiled, and then reached out very naturally, carefully helped the queen to sit down, and helped her straighten the dark shawl at the crook of her arm, and her movements were extremely gentle.

The queen lowered her head slightly, her slender plain hands slightly covered her face, and her delicate and bright makeup showed a little shyness, smiling.

Looking at such a loving Gong Linggui and the queen, the wine bottle in Gong Linggui's hand shook inadvertently, and the calm wine suddenly rippled layer by layer, and the reflection of his handsome face on it also shook a little, vaguely, with a bit of deep meaning, joy and anger are unknown.

Some of the ladies of the family present couldn't help but blush, and they lowered their heads one after another, as if casually looking at the snacks and drinks on the table in front of them, and their hearts stirred up waves and thoughts.

His Majesty is so gentle to the queen.

There are countless beauties in the harem, and the concubines compete with each other, all in order to get His Majesty's favor.

Today's queen, as soon as she enters the palace, is the queen mother who is in charge of Fengluan Palace, so many years have passed, the status is still the same, in the harem, women are constantly changing, some people are on the rise, some people are lonely in the palace, the queen is still a phoenix robe, the mother is the world, and no one can replace the status.

It's enviable.

Thinking like this, several women actually raised their heads slightly, secretly looked in the direction of Mo Qing, their faces were slightly red, and they were extremely shy with the thoughts of their little daughter's family.

Feeling these thoughtful gazes, Mo Qing's eyebrows were inadvertently raised, the corners of his mouth rose a little, with an inexplicable smile, but his warm gaze fell steadily on Su Yunran's delicate face not far away.

Since taking his seat, Su Yunran has been sitting quietly, his slender fingers gently rubbing the delicate patterns on the tea cup in front of him, his eyes seem to look at the past casually, when he crossed Su Yun's wrist, his gentle thin eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and an inexplicable light flashed in his clear eyes, as if he had thought of something, with deep thoughts.

The teacup in his hand moved slightly, the temperature rose a few points, Su Yunran lowered his head slightly, and saw that the hot tea in the teacup was rippling layer by layer.

Feeling the way of spiritual power, Su Yunran raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Mo.

Feeling Su Yunran's gaze, Mo smiled softly, and raised the wine bottle in his hand at Su Yunran, and the wide clothes brushed through, bringing a cold breath.

Pursing his thin lips, Su Yunran's hand in his sleeve tightened, but the corners of his mouth rose a little, his smile was shallow, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of clear and pure breath, which was extremely clear.