The shadow of the three-hundred-year-old man in black robe flashed across Ling Luo's mind, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "It's just a coincidence."
Xia Bingye wanted to ask more questions, but she heard the eunuch's high-pitched voice shout: "The Queen is here."
Everyone's expressions immediately became tense, and they all knelt down to greet the Queen's arrival: "The Queen may live a thousand years, a thousand years, a thousand years."
"There's no need to be too polite, all the gentlemen are on equal footing."
Ling Luo heard an extremely gentle yet majestic voice. After she stood up, she had to be shocked by the support of the mother of a country.
There was a golden chariot with twin phoenixes and two rows of female officials in colorful buns and colorful robes. The emerald bead curtain was opened and the queen got out of the car gracefully, with a palace maid fanning her hands behind her.
The Queen is nearly forty years old and is the sister of Ling Luo's late biological mother. Upon closer inspection, Ling Luo's appearance is actually five points similar to the Queen's.
The queen's eyes were shining, her eyebrows were raised, her lips were clear, and she sat on Tingtai's most noble high seat carved with dragons and phoenixes.
"Everyone, today's poetry appreciation banquet is intended to be enjoyable, don't be formal." The queen smiled gently, instantly easing the tense atmosphere.
The princes, nobles and princes came forward one by one to toast and say good things, trying to win the favor of the most noble woman in Xijiu Kingdom.
Everyone in the poetry appreciation party had smiles on their faces, except King Qi, who had a sad face and eyes full of anger.
The queen had always doted on King Qi the most. Now seeing him depressed, she felt concerned and couldn't help but ask: "Xuan'er, what's on your mind?"
Chen Moxuan stood up from the table, stepped forward, bowed, and said in a deep voice: "After returning to my mother, the child does have something on his mind."
The queen's eyes flashed slightly, her voice was gentle, and she said: "If Xuan'er has something on your mind, you might as well tell her directly."
Chen Moxuan raised his head, his enchanting and narrow eyes fell on Ling Luo, who was drinking tea alone at the end of the table on the left, and said loudly: "My child, I beg my mother to make the decision and annul my child's engagement with Ling Luo!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the house fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on Ling Luo, with surprise, indifference, sarcasm, and gloating.
Ling Luo was stunned for a moment and slowly put down the jade porcelain teacup. She secretly sighed in her heart, Chen Moxuan, Chen Moxuan, you really can't keep your temper. The poetry appreciation party has just started and you came out to ruin the atmosphere.
The smile on the queen's face gradually faded, and she said in a deep voice: "Why?"
She was the one who initiated this marriage back then, and now her son has raised objections in front of so many people. Isn't this just a disgrace to her face?
Chen Moxuan's face flashed with joy, and he didn't realize that Feng Wei was angry at all, and said hurriedly: "Mother, Ling Luo has bad conduct and is ruthless. He harmed his eldest sister. He burned sister Yue's face yesterday at General Ling's Mansion.
, the shape is very tragic. Such a woman is not worthy of being my King’s Princess Qi.”
The queen's face turned pale, and the last smile on her face disappeared. Her eyes fell on Ling Luo at the end of the table on the left, and she said in a deep voice: "Luo'er, is this the case?"
Ling Luo hurriedly came out of the banquet and walked to the center of the red carpet embroidered with birds and phoenixes. One step behind Chen Moxuan, she knelt down, bowed to the queen, and said softly: "Reply to the queen's aunt
, what His Highness King Qi said is not entirely true."
"Oh? I, I, would like to hear you tell me in detail." The empress's frown slightly relaxed, and her voice was no longer so gloomy.