Mo Haoyan's eyes were like daggers and he immediately looked at Mo Yichen's shoulder. When the ugly girl interrupted him, he forgot about it. The blood was indeed dripping just now.
Putting away the unhappiness in his heart, Mo Haoyan smiled and said, "My brothers and sisters are right. The dinner party hasn't started yet. Brother Sixth Emperor should hurry back to the palace and change his clothes."
"Well, please excuse me, my dear brother." Mo Yichen felt that the wound on his shoulder had opened. He was afraid that it was really bleeding, so it would be better to leave earlier. It was a coincidence that his princess helped him.
A favor.
"Your Majesty, my sister's hand is injured. It's very inconvenient. Lian'er will help you change your clothes." Murong Lian said with concern.
Mo Yichen was about to refuse, but Ye Luo said first: "Sister Murong is really thoughtful, but her hand is just a minor injury. Besides, it is my duty as a princess to serve the prince. How can I always bother my sister? I don't mind."
I'm here to accompany all the ladies for my sister. The prince's dinner is about to start, let's leave quickly." With that, he dragged Mo Yichen away with his hands.
The words were so appropriate and reasonable that Murong Lian could not refute. She could only glare at Ye Luo from behind and sit down unwillingly.
Mo Haoyan looked at the backs of the two people thoughtfully. If it wasn't him, then who could it be? What a powerful plan to sow discord between him and Mo Yichen and then the fisherman would benefit?
When they arrived at Fanghua Palace, Ye Luo was stared at from behind and couldn't walk any further. He stopped and bumped into a broad chest. Only then did he realize that he had been holding Mo Yichen's arm all the way.
Mo Yichen's thick breath spread on the back of her neck. Ye Luo's heart was beating fast, and he hurriedly let go of his hand with a blushing face and jumped to the side.
He stared at the culprit and said, "Why do you keep staring at me, Your Majesty?"
Mo Yichen looked at Ye Luo's avoidance. Could it be that he was some kind of ferocious beast? He replied rudely, "How did the princess know that I have been staring at you? Could it be that the princess was spying on me along the way?"
"you you……"
Looking at Ye Luo's angry face, Mo Yichen suddenly felt very good. "Princess, hurry up and get the medicine. I don't need you to serve me anymore." With that, he left Ye Luo alone and entered the palace gate.
Damn it, why do you always lose in the end...
"Your Majesty, this time it was very dangerous. If the princess hadn't hit him by mistake, King Ling would have discovered it. If nothing else happens and the prince gave him a stumbling block during the disaster relief work a few days ago, he would have let King Ling and the prince fight."
Ji Ting looked at the bloody white clothes that he took off and said with lingering fear.
Ji Ting is Mo Yichen's personal bodyguard. The prince's method is really clever. In this way, through King Ling's temptation, he has dispelled his long-standing suspicion and can transfer the target to the prince, but it is too dangerous.
.
Mo Yichen didn't say anything. Did his princess really hit him by mistake? Others couldn't see him, but they could see that the wound was not very deep, but the blood kept flowing. It would be fine if he didn't know that she knew martial arts.
, now it seems that the bleeding is not stopped because of deliberate internal force.
And is her eagerness to stop Lian'er really what she said? There is no doubt that she wants to help herself, but isn't she from the prince?
Mo Yichen found that she could no longer understand the ugly lady that the market said...
"Miss, why are you doing this?" Bingyue didn't know about the past between Ye Luo and Mo Yichen, but she could also tell that her lady was helping Prince Yi.
Why? Ye Luo didn't answer. She didn't think so much at that time, she just wanted to help Mo Yichen cover up.
"The injury on Miss's hand last month has not healed yet, and today the injury is so serious. How will Bingyue explain to them when she goes back? Miss also used her internal strength, what should I do if it doesn't heal?" Bingyue looked at it.
The wound I was bandaging was so worried that I almost cried.
The dancers Tingting and Yubu on the stage were all as beautiful as flowers. Ye Luo was sitting under the stage just eating snacks by himself. He did not feel that he had become the focus of the banquet. Even the emperor frequently looked at Ye Luo.
Signaling the servant to bring out another plate of pastries.
Mo Yichen couldn't stand it anymore and even wondered if she had been abused at home before. On such an occasion, she only focused on eating and "cough cough" twice to stop Ye Luo.
Ye Luo just smiled at Mo Yichen in an infatuated way and continued to eat, attracting a group of disdainful looks. The pastries in the imperial kitchen were delicious, but there was no need to be so greedy. Some people even looked at Mo Yichen sympathetically.
Yichen married such an ignorant princess.
Mo Yichen was sure that the woman did it on purpose.
Ye Luo smiled secretly with a slightly curved corner of her mouth. It wasn't that the pastries were too delicious, but that the dances were too boring. She might as well eat something. She was also aggrieved. Even eating something could attract a group of strange looks.
, simply eat it till the end.
"Father, don't you think it's a bit boring to watch these songs and dances all the time? I have a suggestion." Qi King Mo Haotian waved his hand, and the dancer on the stage quietly left.
Finally someone got bored, so Ye Luo stuffed a piece of pastry into her mouth. She was looking forward to seeing what good ideas King Qi had.
"Oh, Tian'er, if you have any ideas, why don't you tell me?" the emperor's uncle said with a smile.
"Brother Liu Huang's flute is excellent. He has not been in good health these years and we have never heard him play it. Why don't you let us enjoy the flute today? I heard that Sister Liu Huang also plays chess, calligraphy and painting."
Talented women who are proficient in everything, wouldn’t it be wonderful to let the two of them perform a song together!”
"Ahem, cough..." Ye Luo's face turned red from holding back, and the pastry she just stuffed in her mouth got stuck in her throat. Who started the rumor? When did she, the eldest lady of the Ye family who has no talent and no virtue, play chess, calligraphy and painting?
So proficient.
Bingyue hurriedly handed over a glass of water, and Ye Luo finally felt better after drinking it. Looking at the undisguised ridicule in everyone's eyes, King Qi was not a good person. It was not easy to see her make a fool of herself, since Murong Lian wanted to be in the limelight.
Leave it to her.
Ye Luo stood up and said, "Father, Piao Ling accidentally injured his hand today, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you all. However, Concubine Murong's piano skills are even more superb, so I asked my sister to lead Piao Ling to play a song with the prince."
After cleansing hands and burning incense, the performance begins.
One is handsome in white clothes, and the other is gentle, beautiful, and has slender hands. Standing together, who can say that these two people are not a perfect match?
Before Ye Luo could appreciate it enough, the sound of the piano began to play, and it turned out to be a song called "鹣飹". The sun rises in the east over the vast sea, and gradually the flute sounds harmonize with each other, and the white clouds float towards the fairyland. This song should only exist in the sky, how many can be heard in the world?
Smell back.
Murong Lian is indeed the most talented woman in the world, and she is very skilled in playing the piano. Mo Yichen must have already cooperated with her tacitly.
Although his piano skills are impeccable, it is a pity that the soul is missing from the sound.
The harmony of the piano and flute is perfect. Such a natural sound is rarely heard in the world. But how can the song "磹飣" be judged by piano skills?