Chapter 147

The second prince King Ji, the third prince King Jin, the fourth prince King Yan, the fifth prince Liwang, the sixth prince Bao Wang, and the seventh prince Xuan Wang all entered the palace early with the princess, however, the Jin King was a little more eye-catching, and several other princes all brought a princess, and he brought two, one was the concubine Lin, and the other was Concubine Jiang.

Shang Yueyue casually looked at a few princes in the hall who were talking and laughing, and his eyes stopped at King Jin.

King Jin seemed to feel something, and smiled at her sideways, polite but not presumptuous.

Please smile and be polite.

"The courtier sister has seen His Royal Highness the Prince, and I have seen His Royal Highness the Princess."

"The younger brother has seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and he has seen His Royal Highness the Princess."

The eighth prince, who was named King Zhao, followed Princess Changle into the palace, and both knelt down in the direction of Shang Yuyue and the crown prince and bowed.

"No courtesy." The prince said perfunctorily, turned his head and talked to King Jin, without even looking at King Zhao's sister and brother.

Shang Yuyue drank tea indifferently, for the prince's approach, she finally knew why he became a stepping stone to the throne of King Jin in his previous life, a brainless person was used as a gun by a person who was very deep in the city, what was the accident?

It is not false that the prince of Huaguo is extremely strict, and it is not false that the prince's status is noble, and it is not false that the prince sees the prince making a big salute, but a prince who is not a son-in-law has received a bow from the prince with a title and made such a perfunctory gesture......

can't even be generous and polite on the surface, how many ministers can be optimistic about him?

took a sip of tea, such a prince, if it weren't for the identity of the imperial concubine and the power of his foreign family, if it wasn't for the king of Jin to help him clean up the mess in the back, I'm afraid that this prince's position would have been in the bag of King Yan long ago.

King Zhao sat in the most inconspicuous position of several princes' seats, quietly watching the singing and dancing in the field.

Changle rarely wore a gorgeous dark purple dress, and she sat alone on the side, her eyes wandering around, as if she was looking for something.

At present, the Donghua Hall is very lively, the musicians are playing and singing, the singers are dancing and singing, and the ministers who gather together in twos and threes are talking and laughing one after another.

Compared with the liveliness of men, the women are much more reserved.

The women greeted each other in twos and threes, and the cardamom women looked at the men's seats from time to time, and the men in the men's seats were not only ministers, but also young and promising sons.

Shang Yuyue lowered her eyes, and behind her were Nian Nu and Mama Qian.

Princess Chang'an and Princess Changping entered the hall with their respective horses, and knelt down: "I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince, and I have seen His Royal Highness the Princess." ”

Shang Yuyue has heard enough of greeting today, and when she sees too many bowing gifts, she doesn't raise her eyes, and the protagonist of this day will not let her have a chance to speak first.

"No courtesy, your own family doesn't need such a big gift." Although the prince said so, he sat still and did not move, and accepted the gifts of Princess Chang'an and Princess Changping safely.

The two princesses and the concubine greeted the other princes with smiles on their faces, and then they took their respective seats.

Shang Yue never said a word from beginning to end.

"The emperor has arrived! The Queen Mother has arrived! ”

Emperor Tianhua sat on the soft couch and was carried into the main hall by several eunuchs, and Queen Mo followed the soft couch indifferently, supported by Caiyue to the throne.

"Long live the emperor, long live the queen's mother, long live, thousand years old." All the people in the temple knelt down.

Emperor Tianhua sat on the throne, watching Empress Mo sitting beside him, he smiled slowly, and said to everyone: "Flat." ”

Because of the arrival of the emperor and queen, the previous bustle quieted down, and only singing and dancing music were heard, and there was no trace of laughter.

Because of the silver mask on the side and the immobile legs, as long as someone looked at his legs and face, Emperor Tianhua would be inexplicably angry, so no one dared to meet Emperor Tianhua's eyes.

Therefore, in addition to the voices of a few old ministers in the main hall, there is only the singing and dancing sound of Emperor Tianhua who continues to perform.

Emperor Tianhua didn't care about the atmosphere in the hall, and after casually saying some words of encouragement to a few sons, his eyes didn't linger in the hall, but only looked at Queen Mo intently, holding chopsticks to hold dishes for Queen Mo.

Shang Yuyue sat at the bottom of Empress Mo, and heard Emperor Tianhua whisper to Empress Mo: "How is your body?" Does your stomach hurt? ”

Queen Mo said lightly: "It will always hurt for a few days every month, and it won't get in the way." ”

When Emperor Tianhua heard this, he thought about it slightly, and said to Shang Yueyue: "Xiyue, your mother is unwell, you send her back to Qifeng Palace first, and your mother and daughter will talk and accompany her to relieve her boredom." ”

Shang Yuyue put down the chopsticks in his hand, got up and gave a salute, and was about to go to Fumo Queen.

"The minister is late, I hope the emperor will forgive his sins."

Shang Yuyue turned around, and there were two people kneeling in the hall, one was Wang Muran in an official robe, and the other was Shen Shuyan in a brocade robe.

"Flat, give a seat."

"Your Majesty."

Shang Yueyue saw Shen Shuyan and Wang Muran sit down, her eyes turned to Queen Mo, who sat in her position and did not mean to get up and leave, "Queen Mother? ”

Queen Mo smiled faintly: "Sit down, it's rare to be lively, it's boring for the two of us to go." ”

Emperor Tianhua was stunned, very puzzled, Queen Mo has never participated in any banquets, even if it is a state banquet, she never shows up, if it is not for the invitation of the moon today, Queen Mo does not plan to come, but now...... But she stayed?

Empress Mo looked back at Emperor Tianhua and lowered her eyes: "Because of the emperor's assassination, I haven't held a banquet for Yuyue, and today while everyone is here, everyone should meet her, a noble princess." ”

Emperor Tianhua instantly understood, and said with a smile: "That's the reason." ”

After speaking, he looked at Shang Yuyue lovingly: "Today is a congratulatory banquet for the crown prince and all the princes, and it is also a banquet for you, a noble princess, you should let your brothers and sisters meet you, and you should also let the ministers give you a gift." ”

"The retainers are terrified." Shang Yue lowered his head and clasped his hands in front of him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the princess of the moon and the queen."

Emperor Tianhua looked at the ministers and the families of the courtiers in the main hall, and the majesty seemed a little cold.

"Ministers, see your princess."

"See your princess."

Both the male and female guests knelt on the ground, and only the prince stood alone, nodding to Shang Yuyue.

Several other princes bowed: "I've seen your princess." ”

Shang Yueyue smiled bitterly in her heart, her current identity is a noble princess under the emperor and queen, a noble princess who has no real power and no backing! How many people bow their heads to her today, it will be the day when Emperor Hua dies and Queen Mo loses power, then how many people will she be ridiculed and even humiliated!

For example, Liu Xi, who is obviously kneeling but still has a frosty face at this moment, another example, Princess Chang'an, who is also kneeling but mocking, and another example, Mrs. Ning Beihou, whose eyes are as bright as a sword.