The concubines in the harem were at the top, and they were all seated at this time. Concubine Chen was dressed in plain white today, which looked a bit like mourning clothes at first glance.
Chen Yuzhi is also dressed in white, and Mrs. Chen is even more dressed in white. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that something is going to happen.
Prince Jin and Princess Jin in the Jin Palace also looked very unhappy.
Xiao, Jing, and Zhen, the three masters of the palace, also had gloomy faces.
Not far away, two figures dressed as guards approached quietly.
Yu Wushuang wanted to laugh a little, but no one on the seats was smiling.
There was no one whispering to each other, and the joyful music played sounded strangely powerful to my ears.
"Are you sure this isn't a funeral?"
"It will be a good show." Di Yan said.
Yu Wushuang looked up and saw Di Yan's raised beard. She raised her hand and pressed it on him: "If it falls off, the secret will be exposed."
Don't tell me, this guy is so handsome even with a mustache.
Less effeminate and more gentle, that's what the gentle scum should be.
"Even if it falls, no one will recognize it."
"Too."
Yu Wushuang nodded, and the two found a suitable place to stand guard.
"The Emperor is here, the Queen is here, and Concubine Hui is here," the eunuch shouted.
Emperor Dongyue, who was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, came slowly with Queen Xiapei in Fengguan. Behind them was an old lady about fifty years old.
The old lady was dressed in purple palace attire and wore a Jinyun tiara. She looked so rich and luxurious that everyone couldn't tell which concubine she was.
"See your Majesty, long live your Majesty——"
Everyone stood up and saluted.
"Everyone loves you for your peace of mind."
Emperor Dongyue sat down, the queen sat on his left, and Concubine Hui sat on his right. After all, they were the protagonists of today's birthday party.
Everyone stood up and sat down to look around. Their eyes were full of doubts. After looking for a while, they finally figured out that the old lady sitting next to the emperor was Concubine Hui.
this--
He has an old look on his face and looks much older than the emperor. Can the emperor still be able to speak like this?
Also holding a birthday party?
The old marquis and the old lady were both a little surprised that a person had grown so old in just a few years.
Dong Yinchuan had a sullen face. Concubine Hui had become like this. Why did his father still hold such a grand birthday party? Is there someone behind Concubine Hui?
Dong Lanzhang was even more puzzled, half of his thoughts were on Yu Pinting. Mrs. Yu did not bring Yu Wushuang, but brought Yu Pinting.
It seems that she is really not favored.
Yu Pinting noticed Dong Lan looking at her, and a smile appeared on her pale face.
Dong Lan greeted him and just nodded before looking away.
Yu Pinting's heart was shaken and her head was a little dizzy.
The whole banquet was very quiet, no one got up and came forward to congratulate me on my birthday.
The faces of the princes of the four royal palaces were as dark as the bottom of a pot.
The emperor also looked bad.
The queen also looked bad.
Concubine Hui was so excited.
"Play music, today is a birthday banquet for Concubine Hui. The whole world is celebrating it. All my dear friends can do whatever they want." Emperor Dongyue wished that the banquet would be dispersed early.
"Yes Yes Yes."
Some officials echoed, pretending to drink from glasses.
"Old Marquis, why haven't I seen your granddaughter who just returned to Kyoto today?" Emperor Dongyue looked around and asked.
The old Marquis stood up and said, "Wushuang has been ill for two days. He is bedridden and cannot enter the palace to congratulate Concubine Hui on her birthday."
"Oh? Are you sick?" Emperor Dongyue's heart sank.
"yes."
"The Marquis has a granddaughter, and her illness is not a trivial matter. I will send the best alchemist in the palace to diagnose and treat her tomorrow."