Fang turned around the corner, but was stopped by an unexpected person.

She raised her eyes to meet the other party's gaze, and said in her heart, this palace banquet is indeed grand, and even the officials of the previous dynasty were allowed to participate in the banquet together, no wonder it was placed in the Daming Palace.

Cheng Xingqiu's lips pursed, and he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to say. Somehow, he described it as quite a few.

Ruan Yuyi narrowed her eyes, intending to bypass by. Not to mention that the palace was not allowed to have private meetings with foreign men, she didn't think she had any friendship with him, and she didn't want to cause trouble.

Seeing that she was leaving, he grabbed her arm and said hurriedly, "Don't you even want to say hello to me now?"

I still remember Cheng Zhu's angry words when I was impatient in Shenghe Temple, and now, I can really call her a mother.

The little lady in front of her became more and more scorching, and between her gestures, there was a charm that frequently bears rain and dew. He had already repented, and his eyes were very red.

She frowned slightly, and the clever palace maid scolded sharply, "What is this adult going to do?" Please let go quickly, so as not to misunderstand! ”

Cheng Xingqiu also knew that this was the realm of the Son of Heaven, and the people in front of him were also the concubines of the Son of Heaven.

He couldn't be provoked for a long time.

But he was still unwilling, "Ling Ling still has that square veil?" When she was picked up from Cheng's house by the palace people, he threw the veil into her sedan chair, and she must have seen it.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he tried his best to suppress the desire to come forward and hug her. He stared at her, his eyes almost popping out, as if he could carve her appearance into his eyes.

She certainly didn't know.

How he missed her all this time, almost like crazy. almost called Zhaorong to see the clues.

Ruan Yuyi knew that even now, there were probably people from the new emperor who were secretly staring at her, so she was even more cautious to distance herself from the other party, and said lightly, "I don't know what Lord Cheng is talking about, please respect yourself." ”

Mu Xiang stepped forward, half-blocked her, and raised her eyebrows to warn, "Cheng Gongzi, the little master's small characters are not something you can call." ”

She lowered her eyes, turned around and left.

Cheng Xingqiu knows that there will rarely be such opportunities in the future. His eyes flushed a little scarlet, and then he couldn't hold back any longer, and threw himself at her side regardless of it.

But with so many people around her, where can he succeed.

Cheng Xingqiu was stopped by a few grandmothers, and there was already a palace maid to summon someone, so he suddenly came back to his senses and knew that something was wrong.

He watched the figure and slowly leave.

When Ruan Yuyi arrived at Daming Palace, it was already a bright lantern hanging, and the sheng flute was full of ears, and there were a few low cushions lined up inside. Although people have not yet reached perfection, but the palace people come and go, which is enough to show the prosperity of a while.

The eunuch standing by the door sang the newspaper in his voice, "Ruan Jieyu to-"

She stepped inside, and after seeing the salute, she was led into the table by the palace maid. Looking sideways, the top part is still empty.

Not long after sitting down, a grandmother bowed down to invite, "Little master, the queen mother is invited." ”

She got up with a few cases and went to the Queen Mother with Mu Xiang.

The Queen Mother still has a straight face, and it seems that there will never be a smile in the ravine, her hair is already mixed with silver threads, and the golden hairpin in her hair makes her even more haggard.

The Queen Mother glanced at her and said lightly, "The palace banquet has not started yet, you sit on the side first, and the mourning family has something to say to you." ”

Ruan Yuyi obediently responded. But he didn't wait for a cushion for a long time, so he had to kneel down directly.

The Queen Mother didn't say anything important to her, and she only talked about it for sarcasm.

After a while, she could still hold on, and after a long time, she felt as if her kneecaps were about to poke out the flesh and reach the ground. It's hard to say whether this is the Queen Mother's deliberate embarrassment, and she didn't want to mention it, so she only quietly changed her sitting position.

And when Jiang Huaiyang paced into the palace, what he saw was that the little lady's knees had been slightly apart and she was sitting on the ground, obviously looking extremely uncomfortable.

Her complicated skirt was scattered all over the ground, and the dark lines on the palace satin were faintly visible under the lamplight. This is an irregular way of sitting, but its indescribable indescribability.

Wen Pheasant sang loudly as usual. The sheng spring stopped abruptly.

During the banquet, people got up one after another and saluted in the direction of the new emperor, not daring to slack off.

Ruan Yuyi also saluted, so she was able to relax and enter the original seat. She lifted her eyelids slightly, catching only a glimpse of the hem of his clothes, and the long shadow under his feet.

After getting the order of the new emperor, this palace banquet can be regarded as officially begins.

Singing and dancing are staged in the middle of the open space in turns, and the palace is filled with imperial incense and burning. The laughter gradually rose, and then the boiling was endless.

She herself is good at dancing, and when she saw the dancing girl dancing, she was naturally interested, and when she looked up, she neglected to eat a few times, and occasionally remembered to use some.

Suddenly, her gaze shifted slightly from Mai Ji, and she happened to meet King Jing opposite.

She was stunned, unsure if he had been looking this way.

He kept his brows calm, and when he saw that he was discovered, he didn't dodge. She bowed slightly, and then turned her face away.

Wang Jing, who has been looking at Ruan Yuyi, has all her small actions in Jiang Huaiyang's eyes. His hand holding the teacup tightened, and his fingertips turned white.

He suddenly chuckled and called out to Wen Pheasant, "You don't have to send it, just order Jieyu to come here." ”

Wen Pheasant paused, still holding the pastry that the new emperor ordered him to give to Jieyu. He lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully, "Yes." ”

When she was aroused, she was using the soup in front of her. The soup in the porcelain bowl is crystal clear, decorated with minced meat, tofu and the like, all finely chopped. Just one glance can make the mouth of the tongue relish.

She lowered the spoon, and it collided with the edge of the bowl with a crisp sound.

She knew what an important palace banquet it was, but she couldn't figure out if he had any bad intentions again.

Seeing her hesitation, Wen Pheasant repeated, "Little Lord, Your Majesty wants you to wait in front of you, don't delay." ”

She let out a sigh of relief, which would have been fine if it had been a normal time.

She quietly clenched the hem of her skirt before she moved. Along the way, many people looked at her, either jealous or curious, and those eyes almost pierced her, making the crimson stain behind her ears and cheeks a little bit.

Even when I stepped on the ground, I didn't feel like I was stepping on it.

She raised her eyes and saw that the new emperor was wearing a bright yellow robe, sitting upright at the top, the candlelight reflected the light in his eyes, and his face was gentle, showing the appearance of a bright monarch to outsiders.

It seems that only in front of her can those eyes be so deep.

Ruan Yuyi was a few steps away from him, and suddenly became timid.

"Come here."

His voice was low and pleasant. The palace was clearly filled with the sound of silk and bamboo, and his words still fell into her ears word for word.

No one paid any attention to their side, as if deliberately avoiding them.

She pursed her lips and walked over to him.

She took the teapot in the palace maid's hand and said softly, "Your Majesty, the concubine will add tea to you." ”

"Not necessarily." He said lightly.

She blinked twice and said tentatively, "So—peeling the fruit?" ”

He was so angry that he laughed, "You sit in peace, don't hook others again." "She thought he didn't have a waiter like her?

(End of chapter)