The one sitting opposite them and looking at her with a smile was Mu Yurong, so it must be King Rui next to her. This was the first time Mu Xuefu had seen King Rui, so he nodded politely as a greeting. His eyes silently moved to King Rong, who was under King Rui, he was completely different from when he was a child, he was hard and cold, as if he didn't have a little temperature, no wonder he was called King of Cold Noodles.

Before Mu Xuefu could finish observing, he heard a shrill voice coming, "The emperor has arrived." ”

Ying Ying stood up, Mu Xuefu's eyes fell to the ground, the monstrous hatred in her heart swept inexorably like the rising tide of the sea, her eyes were like frost, and her purple eyes faintly flashed with her light. The icy chill was like breaking free from the cage, emanating a chilly chill from her body.

Jing Rong noticed that the air around him was like ice that had condensed in an instant, which made him tremble. He turned his head to look at Mu Xuefu and called, "Xuefu? ”

Mu Xuefu woke up like a dream, instantly retracted the cold air, and the purple pupils slowly retreated, "What's the matter with the prince?" ”

Jing Rong frowned imperceptibly, the previous cold suddenly warmed up, and just the moment Mu Xuefu raised his head, he clearly saw a fleeting brilliance in her eyes. But too quickly, before he could take a closer look, the brilliance was gone.

He took Mu Xuefu's hand, the jade-colored soft wattle seemed to have just crawled out of the ice cellar, it was cold, "Why are your hands so cold, is it cold?" ”

"No, it's just that it's inevitable that I will be a little nervous when I see Long Yan for the first time." His hand was warm, and he transferred the warmth directly to hers. When this moment of greed appeared, Mu Xuefu quickly withdrew his hand and said, "Don't lose your honor in front of the emperor." ”

Jing Rong pulled her hand back again, this time with her fingers crossed, and her body moved in her direction. The two of them were close together, and he showed his hands in front of everyone like this, "This king's newlywed Yan'er is naturally like glue with the princess, and the emperor will not blame this king." ”

Mu Xuefu can't, and it's up to him. But the intertwined fingers made the other woman almost unable to control her anger.

Princess Jingwan is the youngest daughter of Emperor Xuanwu, and she has always been very fond of her, but it was only because of this wedding of King Chen that she was grounded for a while. Princess Sanssouci has been in love with this cousin who is like a god since she was a child, and she thought that his position as princess was reserved for her, but she didn't expect to be obtained by another woman. Her seat was diagonally in front of them, and the jealousy of them grew as she watched their near-close distance and their intertwined fingers.

"See His Majesty the Emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." The neat sound echoed in the Changxin Temple, shaking Mu Xuefu's feet to feel the trembling of the earth.

"Zhong Aiqing is flat." Emperor Xuanwu's voice was majestic and a little old. He stood on top of the high jade, looking down on all beings, but he revealed his old color. With him came a swaying, young and delicate woman, who looked to be seventeen or eighteen, and was his new favorite.

Mu Xuefu looked at it coldly, Emperor Xuanwu's face was vain, his face was dark yellow, and his eyes were bulging, and he was overindulged at first glance. She snorted coldly, her pupils constricted, and her sharp eyes were like sharp knives inserted into Emperor Xuanwu's heart.

Jing Rong heard her cold snort, and looked sideways, just in front of the coldness in those wonderful eyes. He was shocked in his heart, and clasped Mu Xuefu's hand tightly.

Mu Xuefu trembled, her heart tightened, she was ready to look at it calmly, but as soon as she saw the enemy, she still couldn't hide the hatred in her heart. Erasing the layer of hatred buried in her heart, the corners of her mouth hooked an arc, as gorgeous and warm as a spring flower, and smiled at Jing Rong.

Jing Rong was puzzled in her heart, and the fierceness in her eyes revealed a faint killing intent. She has always been changeable in front of him, even if Qingling is cold sometimes, there has never been such a situation, as if it is not cold, but hate. But who does she hate? Or maybe you're wrong?

Mu Xuefu kept instilling in her heart at this time, don't expose it, don't let people see that you are not the daughter of General Mu now, you are the daughter of Mu Fu Xiangye, and the princess of King Chen. The emperor is your husband's imperial uncle, you can only respect, not expose a moment of hatred.

After sitting down, Mu Xuefu gently withdrew her hand from Jing Rong, the smile on her face remained unchanged, and even became softer and softer, her eyes caught a glimpse of a jasper cup on the table, and stretched out her fingers to scratch the edge of the cup, as if she wanted to vent all the emotions in her heart on this cup, but the scratches on it were far less deep-rooted than the scars in her heart.

"This is Yuchen's princess, right?" Emperor Xuanwu looked over and happened to see Mu Xuefu beside Jing Rong, although she lowered her eyebrows, she still couldn't hide her demeanor. My heart moved, and I asked.

Mu Xuefu raised her eyebrows quietly, Yuchen? She remembered that King Rong's character was jade, and it turned out that Jingrong even had the word from the prince. Suppressing thousands of thoughts, Ying Ying got up, and said: "The emperor's nephew and daughter-in-law visit the emperor, may the emperor be blessed and healthy, and enjoy eternal life." She slowly raised her head, facing the stunned and sluggish look in Emperor Xuanwu's eyes, and the smile on her lips became even brighter.

really looked back and smiled, the six palaces were colorless, and even Emperor Xuanwu's hand on the waist of the concubine slowly fell, and he looked at Mu Xuefu in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and he said with a little embarrassment: "Hurry up, Zuo Xiang is really a blessing, and the daughters he raised are more beautiful than the other." He turned his head to look at Jing Rong and said, "Such a good princess must be cherished, and the marriage I gave you will not be in vain." "Why is this Mu family's feng shui so good, Mu Yurong is already a rare beauty, but compared with this one, it is a big difference. I knew that she had such a charming color, how could she give it to King Chen, it was better to take back the harem herself.

Jing Rong didn't know the lust/desire that flashed in his eyes, and his heart suddenly became cold, and the cold cold light flashed like cold ice penetrating his heart. He stood up and arched his hand: "Yes, the imperial nephew must treat Xuefu well." ”

Emperor Xuanwu Lang Lang smiled, and then said as if in remembrance: "Well, okay, sit down." Seeing the love between your husband and wife, my heart is also a lot relieved, and I think that if the royal brother knows that you are now married and married, you must be very happy. But you also have to hurry, let me hold my niece and grandson as soon as possible. ”

Jing Rong helped Mu Xuefu's shoulders and sat down, and when he heard this, he looked at her and said, "The imperial nephew will definitely do his best." ”

"Hahaha, this Yuchen! Okay, I'll wait. Emperor Xuanwu pointed his finger at him and said with a smile.

Long Yan was happy, and the people below also laughed, Mu Xuefu glared at Jing Rong sideways, and pinched his palm again, with a slight flush on his face.

Jing Rong didn't expect her to look thin, but her strength was not small. There was Su Su's pain in the palm of his hand, but there was a layer of pleasure in his heart. He put his arm around her and lowered his head, and said, "Look, the emperor is waiting to hold our child, you and I really have to work hard." ”