Xuanyuan Yao was slightly stunned, and his blue eyes swept over Murong Qianqian without leaving any trace.

Li Cai looked surprised and immediately applauded, "Your Majesty is really a talented woman from Xuanying Kingdom. She can write such a... unique story."

Xiang Mo looked proud, "Oh, I'm afraid only the Queen Empress can be called a talented woman to Xuan Ying. Not only is she beautiful and charming, she is also proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song.

Moreover, the empress is kind-hearted, gentle and generous, and her mother-in-law is courteous to the world. Her grace and grace are not comparable to those of ordinary women..."

"Ahem~" Murong Qianqian felt that she was about to be lifted to the sky by Xiang Mo. She couldn't help covering her mouth and coughing twice, "Xiang Mo, are you thirsty?"

Xiang Mo waved his hand and said, "Mother, I'm not thirsty."

"You are thirsty."

"Not thirsty."

"Thirsty!"

"No... uh, I'm thirsty, a little thirsty."

Under Murong Qianqian's threatening gaze, Xiang Mo shuddered and did not dare to say any more.

"I also heard that the queen is a rare talented woman in the dynasty. Since she is so elegant today, why don't the queen help the fun and perform for me." Xuanyuan Yao took a sip of Longjing and smiled brightly.

After Xiang Mo and Dabao heard this, they immediately nodded heavily behind them, thinking that the empress had a chance to turn over.

Murong Qianqian's lips twitched. Sure enough, she was not opening the pot, but she still kept her charming and life-saving smile, "Well, this is so poetic and picturesque, then I will make a fool of myself."

"..."

Everyone held their breath.

With her slender white fingers curled up into orchid fingers, Murong Qianqian caught the flying Albizia julibrissin with great grace, and said in a clear voice: "One, two, three or four..."

Xiangmo and Dabao's feet went limp, and three black lines instantly appeared on their foreheads.

"Mother, you are thirsty." Xiang Mo quickly poured a cup of tea and winked.

"Xiang Mo, I haven't finished reciting it yet, why did you interrupt me?" Murong Qianqian's face turned cold, and she rolled her eyes and said dullly: "By the way, where did you just recite it?"

"Read to three..." Li Cai reminded.

"Your Majesty, you have finished reciting." Dabao said first, wiping his hands with cold sweat.

"Oh," Murong Qianqian nodded, looking back with a charming smile, "Your Majesty, are you satisfied?"

Xuanyuan Yao's hand shook, and he was so flustered by such a smile that he looked away and said coldly: "Li Cai, show off~"

"Your Majesty won't leave until the end of the play. If you don't like today's performance, then tomorrow I will arrange a play in which Pan Jinlian seduces Ximen Qing.

Or Wu Song goes up the mountain to fight tigers, or Sun Wukong makes a big fuss in the sky..." Murong Qianqian looked at the figure that was getting away and greeted from behind.

But the bright yellow man didn't stop for a step, and walked faster and faster, as if there was a vicious dog chasing him behind him.

In the days that followed, the sound of gongs and drums in Lingfeng Palace was still deafening.

Even the Xianshou Palace far to the west couldn't bear the noise. The Queen Mother sent Aunt Yi Qian to warn her again and again, but in the end she was rejected.

Xuanyuan Yao finally couldn't resist the Queen Mother's nagging and the noise of beating gongs and drums, and was the first to be defeated in this stalemate. Li Cai gave an oral message that he was punished wrongly before, and there was no need to stay in the palace to think about his mistakes.

.

Murong Qianqian disagreed, and forced Xuanyuan Yao to write a letter of repentance, otherwise he would never withdraw these actors.

In desperation, Xuanyuan Yao wrote a letter of repentance with blood and tears, and finally his ears were quiet. Xuanyuan Yao was slightly stunned, and his blue eyes swept over Murong Qianqian without leaving any trace.

Li Cai looked surprised and immediately applauded, "Your Majesty is really a talented woman from Xuanying Kingdom. She can write such a... unique story."

Xiang Mo looked proud, "Oh, I'm afraid only the Queen Empress can be called a talented woman to Xuan Ying. Not only is she beautiful and charming, she is also proficient in playing music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and song.

Moreover, the empress is kind-hearted, gentle and generous, and her mother-in-law is courteous to the world. Her grace and grace are not comparable to those of ordinary women..."

"Ahem~" Murong Qianqian felt that she was about to be lifted to the sky by Xiang Mo. She couldn't help covering her mouth and coughing twice, "Xiang Mo, are you thirsty?"

Xiang Mo waved his hand and said, "Mother, I'm not thirsty."

"You are thirsty."

"Not thirsty."

"Thirsty!"

"No... uh, I'm thirsty, a little thirsty."

Under Murong Qianqian's threatening gaze, Xiang Mo shuddered and did not dare to say any more.

"I also heard that the queen is a rare talented woman in the dynasty. Since she is so elegant today, why don't the queen help the fun and perform for me." Xuanyuan Yao took a sip of Longjing and smiled brightly.

After Xiang Mo and Dabao heard this, they immediately nodded heavily behind them, thinking that the empress had a chance to turn over.

Murong Qianqian's lips twitched. Sure enough, she was not opening the pot, but she still kept her charming and life-saving smile, "Well, this is so poetic and picturesque, then I will make a fool of myself."

"..."

Everyone held their breath.

With her slender white fingers curled up into orchid fingers, Murong Qianqian caught the flying Albizia julibrissin with great grace, and said in a clear voice: "One, two, three or four..."

Xiangmo and Dabao's feet went limp, and three black lines instantly appeared on their foreheads.

"Mother, you are thirsty." Xiang Mo quickly poured a cup of tea and winked.

"Xiang Mo, I haven't finished reciting it yet, why did you interrupt me?" Murong Qianqian's face turned cold, and she rolled her eyes and said dullly: "By the way, where did you just recite it?"

"Read to three..." Li Cai reminded.

"Your Majesty, you have finished reciting." Dabao said first, wiping his hands with cold sweat.

"Oh," Murong Qianqian nodded, looking back with a charming smile, "Your Majesty, are you satisfied?"

Xuanyuan Yao's hand shook, and he was so flustered by such a smile that he looked away and said coldly: "Li Cai, show off~"

"Your Majesty won't leave until the end of the play. If you don't like today's performance, then tomorrow I will arrange a play in which Pan Jinlian seduces Ximen Qing.

Or Wu Song goes up the mountain to fight tigers, or Sun Wukong makes a big fuss in the sky..." Murong Qianqian looked at the figure that was getting away and greeted from behind.

But the bright yellow man didn't stop for a step, and walked faster and faster, as if there was a vicious dog chasing him behind him.

In the days that followed, the sound of gongs and drums in Lingfeng Palace was still deafening.

Even the Xianshou Palace far to the west couldn't bear the noise. The Queen Mother sent Aunt Yi Qian to warn her again and again, but in the end she was rejected.

Xuanyuan Yao finally couldn't resist the Queen Mother's nagging and the noise of beating gongs and drums, and was the first to be defeated in this stalemate. Li Cai gave an oral message that he was punished wrongly before, and there was no need to stay in the palace to think about his mistakes.

.

Murong Qianqian disagreed, and forced Xuanyuan Yao to write a letter of repentance, otherwise he would never withdraw these actors.
Chapter completed!