In the tea cup where the spiritual power was originally surging in his hand, the warm breath gradually calmed down, and the thin eyebrows were inadvertently raised, Su Yunran pursed the corners of his mouth, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, Fang slowly lowered his head, and the moment he saw the scene in the tea cup, the pair of glass-like clear pupils shrank slightly, and the thin eyebrows were also wrinkled even tighter.

Inside the tea cup, the hot tea has already calmed down, and the water surface is clear and bright, clearly reflecting Su Yunran's delicate face.

On this calm water, the deep water color is slowly outlined, and two words "like brocade" quietly emerge.

Brocade.

The pale thin lips moved silently, Su Yunran's eyes deepened a little, the hand holding the tea cup tightened, and with a meaningful gaze, he looked at the warm ink light who was smiling not far away, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised, the smile was inexplicable, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Brocade.

Four.

Scenery.

Su Yunran's eyes drifted leisurely to the side of Su Yun's painting, his pale thin lips pursed, and a clear smile crossed his face, but it disappeared in an instant, the expression on his face was extremely calm, he couldn't see his emotions, and his joy and anger were unknown.

Xu felt Su Yunran's gaze, Su Yunhua raised his eyes, his gaze touched her sight, he was slightly stunned, and then he smiled lightly, his eyebrows and eyes were full of sassy heroism, pure and pleasant.

The white little hand gently shook the tea cup in his hand, and Su Yunran withdrew his gaze, but he inadvertently bumped into Mo Qing's smiling eyes, with an inexplicable deep meaning.

Mo chuckled gently, his slender hand was still holding the wine bottle, maintaining a toasting posture, receiving Su Yunran's gaze, he raised his lips and smiled, raised his hand slightly at Su Yunran, and gestured to the wine bottle in his hand.

Feeling that the eyes of everyone around her were gathered here, Su Yunran's face remained unchanged, she only bowed her head slightly to the ink, raised her thin lips with light color, her eyes were pure, like the glazed jade dyed like ink, not stained with a trace of fine dust, she picked up the tea cup in her hand, and there was a shallow and decent smile on her delicate face, which made it impossible to find a mistake.

Then, Su Yunran retracted his gaze, drank the hot tea in the tea cup, and his slender fingers brushed the snow-colored sleeves, and his white and tender fingertips brushed the delicate embroidery patterns on it, showing a gentle and generous atmosphere.

Gong Zhaohui, who was sitting on the main seat, naturally had a full view of all this, as an emperor, there would not be much change on his face, but he looked at Su Yunran's gaze with more thoughtfulness and sophistication, and the fingers on the wine bottle moved.

The hand holding the wine bottle tightened a little, Gong Zhaohui groaned a little, raised his hand, and sandwiched the food for the queen, his eyes flashed slightly, with unknown emotions.

The queen lowered her eyebrows, showing a little shyness on her face, and when she saw Gong Zhaohui's gaze, she understood what he meant at that moment.

The gorgeous and plump red lips raised a bright arc, and the queen sat on Gong Zhaohui's side, her cardamom-coated fingers slowly raised, as if she was casually straightening the hair on the side of her face, and her eyebrows flowed, staying on Mo Qing's body not far away.

As if remembering something, the queen patted her forehead gently, and her beautiful voice slowly flowed out.

"Look at the memory of this palace, I have forgotten the business."

As she spoke, the queen grabbed Gong Zhaohui's arm at her side with one hand, and her wide robe hung down, revealing a piece of jade and snow-like wrists, glowing with a clear luster, and the fiery red bracelet quietly climbed on her slender wrist, glowing with a faint rouge.

Bright red fingers swept over the dragon pattern on Gong Zhaohui's robe, and the queen hooked her bright red lips, and her voice full of laughter was dyed with a little resentment.

"Your Majesty, today's palace banquet is for King Sheng, we can't take the lead."

Hearing this, Gong Zhaohui couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his eyes turned to Mo Qing, who was sitting quietly drinking wine, smiled heartily, and said with a smile: "That's what I said." ”

As he spoke, Gong Zhaohui's voice rose a little, and he whispered to Mo: "King Sheng." ”

Mo chuckled gently, put down the wine bottle in his hand, straightened his sleeves slightly, bowed his hand slightly to Gong Zhaohui, and responded gently: "Your Majesty." ”

Gong Zhaohui's deep face had a kind smile on it, and he scanned the entire hall with a meaningful gaze, swept over everyone's faces, and finally stayed on Mo Qing's face.

After a pause, as if organizing the wording, Gong Zhaohui said with a smile:

"King Sheng came to the Eastern Dynasty this time to choose a woman as his concubine among the families, and today's palace banquet is mainly to choose a concubine for King Sheng."

"King Sheng."

Gong Zhaohui paused, the smile on his face deepened a little, and he said with a smile:

"Today, the young ladies sitting on the main hall of this Fengluan Palace are all very good women in the imperial capital, if King Sheng has a relationship with any of them, I will be the master, for the two of you, to achieve a good marriage."

Hearing this, Mo Qing's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes swept over the smiling face of Gong Zhaohui on the main throne, the corners of his lips moved silently, and he stood up, his slender hand as jade stroked the white sleeves, and he smiled humbly.

"Your Majesty has bothered, light here, thank you, Your Majesty."

Gong Zhaohui waved his hand casually and smiled gently, "King Sheng doesn't have to be polite. ”

"If I can let King Sheng find a suitable princess, then I will be considered a great achievement."

When the words fell, the queen chuckled directly, and her slender jade hand gently patted Gong Zhaohui's arm, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't say it so bluntly, you see that these young ladies are blushing." ”

After listening to the queen's words, Gong Zhaohui really glanced at everyone present, and a smile bloomed between his eyebrows, "What the queen said is that I can't speak." ”

After a little silence, Gong Zhaohui looked at Mo Qing, his face was slightly moved, and he was a lot more relaxed.

"King Sheng, today's palace banquet is for you, I and the queen will sit here quietly, be a spectator, and the hall will be handed over to you."

"The women present are all from the families in the imperial capital, and they are all bloodline, King Sheng, don't embarrass them."

Hearing this, Mo lightly pursed the corners of his lips, chuckled a few times, arched his hand at Gong Zhaohui, and smiled gently and patiently: "Your Majesty, rest assured, you have your own measure." ”

Gong Zhaohui raised his eyebrows and smiled, picked up the wine bottle on the table with his big hand, took a sip of spiritual wine, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and his voice seemed to be a little broader.

"That's good, so, King Sheng, please."

When the words fell, there were suddenly bursts of men's chuckles in the hall, revealing a little relaxation in the gentleness, with undisguised pleasure and comfort, and the crisp air between the mountains and rivers.

Gong Zhaohui raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and a pair of calm eyes looked at the gentle ink who was smiling, and the deep eyes were full of exploration and judgment.

Everyone present also looked in the direction of Mo Qing, looking at the bright smile on his handsome and gentle face, and couldn't help but feel angry and puzzled in their hearts.