Chapter Twenty-Five: Night Banquet in the Palace One
After that night, Mo Yunling received amnesty. Feng Qi did not let her wash horses anymore, but he did not allow her to leave Zhuang Yin Yin.
Looking at the graceful and luxurious myself decorated in the bronze mirror, with thin eyebrows and cherry lips, a beautiful face, and a pair of autumn water as clear as a spring.
"Princess, I have wronged you, but I heard that the emperor and all the princes will be here at the banquet today. You..." Bi Qing's hand holding the comb stopped in mid-air, with a sad look on her face.
Mo Yunling smoothed the ends of her hair and said calmly: "There are so many people doing dramas, not even one more than me." Her words gradually stopped, and her eyes became darker.
At night, in the back garden of the palace, bursts of laughter could be heard from time to time. Today was the day when Feng Qi was hosting a banquet for the emperor and his brothers at the palace. This scene was considered a happy one.
"Third brother, why hasn't your princess come yet?" The second prince Feng Zhao raised his wine glass and said to Feng Qi with a smile.
Feng Qi said calmly, "Women like to dress up, so go slow."
"Look, the third brother can speak for the third princess. It seems that the couple is really deeply in love." The eldest prince Feng Heng immediately started cheering.
Feng Lang looked at Feng Qi, did the couple have a deep love? He sighed in his heart, raised his hand, and drank from the cup alone.
Feng Huan, who was sitting at the head of the table, watched all this and couldn't help but said: "It's rare to see you brothers so harmonious." As he said this, he raised his wine glass, and the princes immediately stood up and responded.
After Feng Qi finished drinking, he immediately said: "Today we have arranged some programs for my father and brothers to help them enjoy the wine." As he said this, Feng Qi nodded to Li Mingquan next to him.
Li Mingquan understood and withdrew. Not long after, a group of dancers came in gracefully wearing dancing skirts and swinging their sleeves. They danced gracefully and elegantly. Everyone's eyes were attracted by this dance.
Feng Lang held the wine glass and said to Feng Huan: "The state affairs have been busy recently, so my father must take care of the dragon's body."
Feng Huan smiled and drank the wine in one fell swoop.
Suddenly, a melodious sound of the piano came. Feng Huan frowned and was slightly lost in thought. The princes were stunned. They did not expect that there would be a sound of the piano at this time. The sound of the piano was melodious, soft and beautiful, making people want to listen quietly.
, although the sound of this piano cannot linger in the ears for three days, it is still worth listening to carefully. It is a pity that it is too feminine and people cannot get deeply involved in it, but it is still comfortable to listen to.
When the sound of the piano stopped, everyone came back to their senses. Feng Lang couldn't help but said: "Is this the 'Qing Ling Fu'?" Then he looked at Feng Qi with a complicated look on his face. This was not the music played by Concubine Shen back then.
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Feng Qi was silent, but the princes were talking about it. After a long time, Feng Huan finally said: "Who is playing the piano? Princess?"
"Returning to my father, it was played by my concubine, my concubine. If you come, please invite concubine Jade." Feng Qi's tone was slightly cold.
Feng Huan was stunned for a moment, then felt a little relieved. Suddenly, the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Father." Everyone panicked, and gradually their eyes followed Feng Huan's gaze. The woman in a lavender skirt stood happily at this moment, with a cool and elegant look, and her beautiful face was full of indifference and alienation.
At this moment, Xia Ruge, dressed in red, appeared. She was very eye-catching, and suddenly she was in front of Mo Yunling. She quickly stepped forward, blocking everyone's view.
Feng Huan frowned in displeasure, Feng Qi looked stern, and Xia Ruge knelt on the ground with a look of joy, "My daughter-in-law pays homage to my father."
Looking at Xia Ruge kneeling under him, Feng Huan sneered and turned his head to look at Feng Qi, "My daughter-in-law? Prince Qi, is she also worthy of being my daughter-in-law?"
Xia Ruge's face suddenly turned purple, she opened her mouth and looked at Feng Qi in embarrassment.
Feng Qi's expression was stern, and he immediately apologized, "The concubine Jade is new here and doesn't understand the rules. I hope my father will forgive her." Then he looked at the distance with complex eyes, where a figure stood proudly and erect, which no one could ignore.
With a cold snort, Feng Huan ignored Feng Qi and his eyes fell on Mo Yunling not far away.
Noticing Feng Huan's gaze, Mo Yunling raised her eyes to meet hers. Long-lasting memories emerged. She never thought that a joke he made at that time would actually come true now.
