In the splendid hall, the people who should have come have almost arrived, even the concubines in the harem have arrived, and now, there are only the emperor, the queen mother, the queen mother, and the envoy of the Mozi Dynasty have not yet arrived.

Just when Mo Ziran was about to ask Luo Jingchu why he wanted to crush the wine glass, an old eunuch's voice came from outside the Purple Moon Palace: "The emperor has arrived, the queen mother has arrived, and the queen mother has ......arrived."

The ministers in the court, the concubines in the harem, as well as the young and handsome sons in the various ministers' mansions, and the beautiful daughters, all knelt down one after another, even outside the Purple Moon Palace.

Of course, although Luo Jingchu does not participate in the affairs of the court, and he does not return to the palace much on weekdays, and even never acts according to the rules of the palace, but at present, the etiquette of kneeling to worship the emperor, the queen mother, and the queen cannot be disobeyed, because he is just a junior, and those three characters are his elders, and he must abide by this etiquette.

And in this huge hall, there are also several kinds of people who don't kneel, for example, people like Mo Ziran, she just doesn't kneel, nonsense! She is the third princess of the Mozi Dynasty, and she is still the most favored princess, even in the Moziran Dynasty, she has the privilege of not kneeling, how can she kneel to others casually when she arrives here? Therefore, she resolutely did not kneel, and still maintained her previous appearance, sitting lazily at the table, holding a wine glass and tasting wine.

Liu Ruolan's scoundrel didn't kneel, she was the young hall master of the Bangyue Palace, of course she didn't kneel with this identity, she was the same as Mo Ziran, lowered her eyes, and took a sip of wine.

There is also a kind of person who does not need to kneel to worship the emperor, this is a world where the strong are respected, even the emperor must respect the strong, if he cultivates to the realm of martial saints, or is an alchemist above the seventh grade, not only does he not have to kneel to worship the emperor, but he can even get a special seat at the banquet.

Mo Ziran's eyes casually swept around, and saw that in addition to herself and Liu Ruolan, on a step not far away, there was a special seat there, there was an old man about fifty years old, wearing a gray robe, with a long beard on his chin, his expression was serious and indifferent, she narrowed her eyes and thought to herself, who was that person?

I was thinking about who this old man would be, and at the gate of the hall over there, the emperor, the queen mother, and the queen had all walked in and entered the spacious hall.

Sitting on the seat, Mo Ziran's eyes moved away from the old man curiously, and then looked at the people who had just come in at the door, led by the people who walked in, wearing a bright yellow robe, wearing a golden crown on his head, his whole body was majestic, full of imperial majesty, so imposing, at a glance, he knew that it was the emperor of Ziyue.

Walking in behind the emperor was an old lady with gray hair and a cane, and beside her stood a woman in a white dress, who was supporting her.

Mo Ziran immediately recognized who this woman in white was, wasn't that Tang Jiaomei, who had blocked their way in the imperial garden before? Why didn't she come to the banquet by herself, but came with the Queen Mother? Although he was puzzled in his heart, his eyes did not stay on Tang Jiao, but instantly looked away and looked at the middle-aged woman who walked in behind.

The middle-aged woman, with exquisite appearance, looked like she was about thirty years old, wearing a purple-red dress embroidered with a phoenix pattern, bright and deep black eyes, which were somewhat similar to Luo Jingchu's eyes.