Three days later, there was a full-moon banquet in Anling. Fang Qing and Yu Tianqi walked into this splendid royal palace for the second time. The difference from the last time was that Fang Qing was not pushed into the banquet venue by Chunxiang in a wheelchair, but she
He moved freely and walked into the Flower Hall of the palace garden.
Today, she has loosened her simple and elegant meteor bun, which is hovering above her head. It is only decorated with a purple jade hairpin. The soft and bright blue hair of her untied bun floats freely behind her shoulders, bringing a free and elegant charm with the wind.
. She was dressed in plain lavender clothes without any accessories. She was as simple as an ordinary daughter.
She stood among those noble women with bells and jade and gorgeous costumes, but she did not make people feel that she was eclipsed at all. Instead, she highlighted her elegant and refined cold temperament, making people's eyes stop unconsciously.
I couldn't help but pay more attention to her indifferent and pretty face.
The surprised gazes, the amazed gazes, the secluded gazes, and the stagnant gazes were all the same as last time. Fang Qing still ignored them one by one indifferently.
She came here, step by step, slowly and lightly, walking past the high hanging red lanterns, past the rows of fireworks, and past the soft red velvet carpet, until she reached the place that belonged to
Where she sat.
She calmly sat down, raised her eyes, and met a pair of warm and smiling black eyes opposite her. His perfect lips moved silently. Qing'er.
It was the eldest brother. A hint of pear blossom curled up at the corner of her mouth, and she nodded gently.
Luan Yuchen looked at Fang Qing tenderly, knowing that she understood what he meant. His eyebrows flew up, and a soft light filled his eyes for a moment.
A cold feeling suddenly came from Fang Qing's side.
Fang Qing's eyes flashed, and she glanced sideways, catching the sight of Yu Tianqi's beautiful, deep and cold pupils. The arrogant and rotating undercurrents continued to gather, and gradually condensed into a huge vortex.
In Fang Qing's indifferent clear eyes, the cold light suddenly dispersed like flying flowers, swept into the flowing clear spring, and was submerged without a trace. Before she could react in time, the eunuch's thin duck voice echoed high in the Baihua Hall.
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"The Emperor, the Queen, and the Imperial Concubine are here!"
"I see my emperor, long live the emperor, and may my empress live a thousand years." All the ministers knelt on the ground, and Fang Qing also knelt down coldly.
Yu Tianxing's pair of dragon eyes were distant and deep. With a majestic look that looked down on the world, he proudly glanced at everyone. Then his dragon sleeves flew up.
"Everyone loves you so much."
"Thank you, my emperor, for long live the emperor. May the empress live a thousand lives." All the ministers stood up.
Fang Qing stood up slowly, lowered her head and silently picked up her chopsticks to eat.
In the high position, Yu Tianxing looked happy, and he seemed to be in a good mood. "My dear friends, today is Princess Anling's full moon banquet. I am very happy. There is no distinction between monarch and minister tonight. My dear friends, please feel free to open your mouth."
Enjoy the wine in your arms, and you will never return until you are drunk." He raised the amber glass cup and toasted to the ministers.
Then, with a wave of his dragon sleeves, the lake glass cup in his hand was already empty.
Everyone present stood up from their seats. They raised their wine glasses and congratulated Yu Tianxing. They drank it all in one gulp and slowly sat down on their seats.
The tunes rise, the songs and dances begin.
The dancers with graceful figures have their faces covered with a layer of delicate and hazy red gauze, like looking at flowers in the mist or looking at the moon in the water. They maintain a certain sense of mystery and arouse people's curiosity and exploration. As they dance,
, the strong fragrance is carried by the wind, and it is intoxicating to smell it.
Fang Qing looked at the ministers indifferently, seeing the lust of obsession and yearning in their expressions, and the corners of her mouth curled up coldly.
Her gaze inadvertently drifted towards Luan Yuchen who was sitting on the opposite seat. He was still the same, warm and pure, and his beautiful eyes were clear and bright, without any trace of confusion.
The corners of her cold mouth, unknowingly, softened into a faint pear blossom. She smiled elegantly and looked at the table full of delicacies. She slowly chewed the taste of these famous dishes.
In my ears, the music remains the same, and in my eyes, the dance remains the same.
It's just that the brilliance here has nothing to do with her, and the wealth and glory here has nothing to do with her.
She just wanted to finish the meal well and then leave the palace garden peacefully.
Yu Tianqi sat beside her, but he stared at Fang Qing's side face with a complex light of pain and resentment. His heart was ups and downs, and his heart was disturbed by her.
But she sat there peacefully, enjoying the food calmly.
Snapped--
The chopsticks in his hand suddenly broke in half.
Fang Qing looked sideways, looking at the broken chopsticks in his hand, and said calmly: "Prince Ning, I have an extra pair of chopsticks here, please use them. Don't use too much force this time." She calmly took out the clean pair of chopsticks.
Put it next to Yu Tianqi's wine glass.
Yu Tianqi's dark eyes were gleaming, and he was filled with anger, which was like adding oil to the firewood, burning his heart unbearably. She clearly knew the reason for his anger, she knew it clearly, but why could she treat it as anything?
Nothing has ever happened before. He is angry and resentful!
But he couldn't get angry with her, couldn't complain to her, because the initiator was himself, who single-handedly destroyed her pride and everything about her.
Now, it is not easy to get her understanding and ask her to start over!
Involuntarily, his fingers slowly tightened.
"Prince Ning, if the chopsticks in your hand break again, Miss Rong reminds me, the prince may have to grab the food with his hands." In that case, given Yu Tianqi's personality, he would never do it.
He controlled the strength in his hands, put down the chopsticks, and raised his glass. Fang Qing saw Yu Tianqi's anger and drank the wine glass in his hand.
Putting down the wine glass, he filled another glass and drank it in one breath.
Fang Qing's eyes flashed slightly. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say. She had no choice but to shake her head and continue to eat. Forget it, it was none of her business. She just had to take care of herself and have food to eat.
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Concubine Jing who was standing next to her saw Yu Tianqi drinking wine crazily. He drank one glass after another, endlessly. There was a hint of worry in her watery eyes.
She stretched out her hand and tugged on his sleeve. "Brother Qi, don't drink. You have already drunk a lot. If you drink any more, you will get drunk."
But Yu Tianqi shook off her hand and continued to pour a glass of wine. "Don't worry about me, I want to drink. I want to drink." He raised his head and poured another glass of wine into his throat in one breath.
Lu Yijing couldn't stand it. She stared at Fang Qing resentfully. At this time, how could she still eat? How could she eat so carelessly.
Probably sensing Lu Yijing's burning resentment, Fang Qing finally looked away from the food, turned his head and looked at her lightly. "Concubine Jing, aren't you going to eat?"
"Luan Yuqing!" Lu Yijing suddenly shouted.
In what was originally a noisy and playful place, the atmosphere suddenly condensed as Lu Yijing shouted. Everyone turned to Lu Yijing in surprise.
Yu Tianxing has been looking at Fang Qing from his high position for a long time. While he was perfunctoryly talking about the wine served by Imperial Concubine Luan Yufeng, Queen Zhao Huier, and Lan Concubine Shui Rourou, his eyes were constantly paying attention to Qing's face above the seat.
Every move.
Therefore, when Lu Yijing shouted, Yu Tianxing immediately raised his beautiful eyebrows.
"Concubine Jing, what happened? Why is it so noisy?" Seeing this, Queen Zhao Huier, who was beside Yu Tianxing, immediately raised her eyebrows, and there was a cold look in her eyes.
Lu Yijing stood up from her seat. She knelt and lowered her head and said, "Seeing the Queen, Jing'er was rude. It was just because when Jing'er heard Sister Luan she said she wanted to dance a song to celebrate Princess Anling's birthday, Jing'er
When I was happy for a moment, I became excited." This woman Luan Yuqing makes Brother Qi unhappy, so she will make her unhappy too.
Fang Qing, who had just picked up the food, paused with the chopsticks in her hand when she heard Lu Yijing's lie.
She had been wondering about Luan Yufeng, who was in a high position, all night. Ever since she gave birth to Princess Anling, the emperor's love for her was no longer as usual. He visited the Fairy Feather Palace more often than he visited her Shuyun Palace.
Come more.
Concubine Lan from Xianyu Palace happened to be favored by the emperor and became pregnant with the Dragonborn in the month when she gave birth to Princess Anling. The palace maids and eunuchs who originally flattered her, and other palace maids and eunuchs who flattered her in every possible way.
The concubines, taking advantage of the situation, all ran to the Xianyu Palace to please the new favorite Lan Fei.
When Luan Yufeng heard the news, she wished she could strangle to death the Princess Anling who had fallen out of favor with her own hands. At that time, Princess Anling had just been born.
However, Yu Tianxing seemed to like this newborn princess very much. He came to Shuyun Palace mostly for Princess Anling. For this reason, Luan Yufeng's attitude towards this daughter became better.
Tonight Princess Anling is celebrating her full moon. The emperor held this banquet, and she felt some comfort in her heart. But she was no match for the cynicism and sarcasm of the concubines. Especially the concubine Lan, she was the most arrogant. A sixth-grade official.
My daughter was just a good dancer, so the emperor pampered her in every possible way.
At this banquet, the emperor actually gave up her seat to Concubine Lan, which made her unable to swallow her breath. Now that Qing'er is willing to dance a song to celebrate Princess Anling, this couldn't be better.
She would definitely ask Concubine Lan to take a look and let her see how her dancing posture compared with that of her sister Luan Yuqing. There was absolutely no comparison.
So, for the first time in her life, she felt happy to have this sister.
"Qing'er, are you really willing to dance for An Ling?" Her eyes were bright and shining.
Fang Qing stood up calmly. She looked at the situation on the high platform. With just one look, she roughly knew Luan Yufeng's situation. When Emperor Yu Tianxing saw her standing up, there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"Princess Ning, Concubine Jing said that you are willing to dance to celebrate An Ling. Is this true?" Although he was looking forward to seeing Qing'er's beautiful dance again, he knew rationally that Luan Yuqing would still be the one to dance this time.
He would be like the one who flatly refused at the last great victory banquet.