Liyue recalled that in the past, when participating in palace banquets, the Feng family sat on the left side of the throne, second only to the throne.

Liyue walked towards the seat and sat next to Old Man Wind's seat. The old man Feng was circling around the ministers, only to see talking.

"Old man Feng, the weather seems to be good lately!" A minister stepped forward and said with a smile.

"That's good." The granddaughter finally held up the beams. Old Man Feng smiled lightly, and at the same time secretly added in his heart.

"How can it be that the improvement is good......" A slightly sharp voice interjected, and an old man who was older than Feng Luoxiu walked in slowly and snorted.

He is the prime minister with the same name as Old Man Yan, Zeng Minghua on the right.

"Old Man Feng may be worried about his granddaughter's affairs every day!" Zeng Minghua sneered, his white beard trembled, and there was no feeling that Ling Xuzi was shaking his beard and flowing ......

Liyue had already seen it, but she still pursed her lips and continued to eat the pastry in front of her. Her grandfather is not so easy to mess with!

Feng Luoxiu's face did not change and his heart did not beat: "Sooner or later, my granddaughter will be more noble than Ling Qianjin, don't worry about it." ”

Zeng Minghua's face couldn't help but be slightly ugly. He is old and has a daughter, and his only offspring, Zeng Shuiyan, has smashed everything good on her.

Because of this, Zeng Shuiyan was young, only 16 years old when she reached the Yellow Order, and her talent was extraordinary. Will that waste surpass the petrel? Hmph, the ghost only believes!

Thinking of his daughter's talent, Zeng Minghua couldn't help but raise his chin with some pride: "Hmph, I also hope to see this situation!" ”

A bloodthirsty smile tugged at the corner of Liyue's lips. Is the right minister Zeng Minghua? Trust me, I'll soon make you regret what you said today!

Liyue sits in the lower seat second only to the throne, which is very eye-catching. Although Liyue restrained his aura to the lowest, there were still people surrounding him.

"Feng Liyue, why are you here?" The mean words sounded, Yan Kexin raised her face, looked at Liyue arrogantly, and said with some hatred.

The shame that Feng Liyue, a slut, gave her, Yan Kexin will never forget!

Sooner or later, one day, she, Yan Kexin, will let Feng Liyue return the shame she received in Yanwu Academy ten times more by little!

Liyue's eyes were slightly dark.

"Can't I come yet?" Liyue raised her head, the smile on her face was bloodthirsty and ruthless, completely different from the image of the white lotus in the academy, "Miss Yan, please pay attention to your wording!" ”

Yan Kexin took a deep breath and sneered: "Hehe, this is the palace, a place where the strong gather. Save you? ”

With a thick mockery in her voice, Yan Kexin smiled and said, "Just your level of waste...... Hehe, but it's not enough. ”

"Miss Yan doesn't seem to be very tall, right? It seems that there is only the second order of the orange order......" Liyue looked at Yan Kexin coldly. Although Yan Kexin has all kinds of grace in one, her talent is really not much, and she is almost 18 years old and still hovering on the orange level......

"......" Yan Kexin was speechless for a while. Force, but her biggest weakness. But soon, Yan Kexin shouted a little annoyed: "Hmph, although I am from the orange rank, but Feng Liyue is at least better than your first and second level of the red rank!" ”

Liyue sneered, ignored it, and continued to eat the pastries on the plate.

Yan Kexin was completely dizzy by the moon qi. This slut is also something, dare to make a face with her!

"Why don't you try it with me in the Imperial Garden after the dinner?" With a roll of his eyes and a thought, Yan Kexin raised her chin arrogantly and shouted.

Liyue raised her eyelids lazily, and just as she wanted to speak, a clear and noble voice sounded in the hall: "Oh? Miss Yan's idea seems to be pretty good. The king thinks it's feasible. ”

Dressed in snow, with flying black hair, and a noble temperament of Qinghua, the night Ling Wind walked slowly and lightly.

A smile of indifference and a slight playfulness rose on the face of the peerless alluring city, the cool lips were slightly raised, there was no decoration on the body, there was only a white robe, the black hair was scattered, and the Danfeng eyes of the night Ling were as black as ink staring at Liyue tightly.

Behind him, a golden figure walked slowly.

"Oh, oh......" The palace maid who was shocked by Ye Ling's beauty reacted and stabbed the eunuch next to her who was also stunned.

The eunuch immediately turned around, and a shrill voice rang out: "The Night King has arrived—"

"Your Majesty, the Empress has arrived—"

Liyue raised her eyelids. Oh, I can stand in front of the emperor, and the eunuch reported Ye Ling first, it seems that the origin of this Ye Ling is not small......

The first day of the Western Xia Kingdom, Ye Ling, was only seventeen years old and reached the peak level of the purple order, coupled with the noble and Qinghua temperament and the stunning appearance, he was really men, women and children, even eunuchs could eat it all.

Everyone hurriedly knelt down. Liyue pursed her lips and didn't kneel, but lowered her height to make herself look like she was kneeling.

Hmph, in this world, no one can let themselves kneel down yet!

The bright yellow dragon robe brushed past, and a faint scent of ambergris came from the air. The woman on one side wore beaded embroidered shoes in water-red soft silk, and the luxurious and soft red gauze gold silk phoenix dress was piled up on the ground, and the back tail was paved with a full three meters, and slowly left.

It seems that it was the emperor and the empress who took the lead first.

Even if Ye Ling's power was monstrous, the emperor would not allow anyone to walk in front of him. This is already a great provocation to the majesty of the royal family, especially Ye Ling, who is not a member of the royal family.

Behind, a pair of jade-white soft boots walked over, slowly paused in front of Liyue, and then walked over as if they didn't stop.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat, it's just an ordinary dinner party, just casual." The emperor's voice was vigorous and powerful, like a bell, and said.

“Balabala……”

He said a bunch of thanksgiving words, and Liyue followed suit, and then got up. The blue eyes swept silently over the emperor and empress on the throne, and faintly narrowed their eyelids. The dappled light hit the soft and stunning face, and the woman's emotions at the moment could not be seen.

The emperor sat on the throne, wearing a golden dragon robe, and the five-clawed golden dragon with its claws added a domineering spirit to the emperor. Next to the clear and fair face, there is an angular cold handsomeness, with the majesty of being the Ninety-Five.

Liyue raised her eyebrows, it seems that the emperor is middle-aged, but he doesn't look old.

And the queen is also dressed in full costume. The golden smoke is smoky, and the phoenix worshipping the moon in the morning sun appears on the golden red phoenix tail skirt.

The hair is pulled into a fan-shaped high bun, skillfully covering the faint white hair, and the head is wearing a phoenix hairpin, step shaking, bead hairpin and other hair accessories, and the graceful and noble momentum is undoubtedly revealed.