Chapter 67 The face slap came too fast like a tornado
"Ninth brother looks good, I feel very relieved." Emperor Dan Xu's eyes scratched Si Haochen's body again and again, wishing to scrape off two ounces of flesh.
"Thank you for your concern, your majesty. My brother is in good condition, thanks to the superb medical skills of Doctor Xue." Si Haochen moved his eyes to the side, looking cold and lazy, obviously too lazy to greet Emperor Danxu.
Now Si Haochen is sparkling in Mingruo's eyes. He makes his final appearance and doesn't take the emperor seriously. He just makes a wave of hatred for Doctor Xue with just a few words. It's not too cool at all.
Aunt Dong pulled up a chair and Mingruo slowly sat down. There were tea, snacks, fruit plates and wine on the table. She had a late lunch today, and Mingruo was not hungry. But she still activated the medical system and carefully checked all the food. Mingruo If you pour a cup of tea, put it next to Si Haochen.
Then he put a plate of snacks in front of Si Haochen, looked at Si Haochen with a smile, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I guess the prince likes eating these snacks very much."
Si Haochen looked at the golden Ruyi Crispy Fruits fried in a celadon plate. Each one was only the size of a walnut, with the top slightly cracked, revealing the delicious fillings inside. This was indeed his favorite snack, and there was only one royal chef in the palace. will do.
Si Haochen narrowed his eyes and said softly: "Is there something wrong with this fruit?"
"There are some medicinal materials added to it. It's not a big deal for ordinary people to take it, but it will have an impact on the prince's heart disease." Mingruo now feels that this veil is really good. When she talks, even if someone can read lips, they can read everything. not see.
"How about... I will use some to reassure the emperor brother." Si Haochen's lips curved into a sarcastic smile.
"No... no..." Ming Ruo pulled Si Haochen's sleeve under the table, "In case, he will send Eunuch Zhang to check tomorrow, or directly announce you to the palace, just to see what this medicine will do to you. Effect, what should I do?”
Si Haochen lowered his eyes and looked at the jade-like little hands pinching his sleeves. The black and white contrasted with each other, creating an indescribable harmony.
"Huh?" Mingruo frowned slightly and looked up at the fourth table opposite.
There must be a family of four sitting at that table, because they all have some similarities with each other, but the young woman among them looked at Mingruo with a particularly sharp look. She found that Mingruo looked in her direction, and even raised her chin, The anger and contempt in his eyes almost formed substance.
Mingruo tried hard to search in the memory of the original owner, but there was no impression of this woman at all. He had to turn his head and asked Aunt Dong: "Who is the woman in pink palace dress at the fourth table opposite?"
Aunt Dong followed Mingruo's instructions and looked over, and couldn't help but frown. Princess Lanyang was glaring at the princess angrily: "She is Princess Lanyang, the legitimate daughter of An Guogong, and the niece of the Queen."
It sounds like she has a very noble status, and she has the queen as her backer. Mingruo rubbed her forehead: "She seems to have a deep prejudice against me, but I don't know her."
"This..." Aunt Dong secretly glanced at the prince and whispered, "The emperor had previously granted marriage to the prince and Princess Lanyang. When the prince was seriously ill, An Guogong knelt at the door of the imperial study for a whole day, begging for the emperor's favor. The engagement must have been broken off..."
"Ah... the marriage granted by the emperor can still be refunded..." Mingruo felt more and more that Emperor Danxu's imperial edict was worthless.
"Actually, it doesn't make much difference whether the marriage is canceled or not. At that time, Eunuch Zhang and the people from the Ministry of Rites came to announce the imperial edict of marriage, and even the person and the edict were thrown out of the palace, and the prince did not accept the edict." Aunt Dong's The tone was very calm, as if resisting the order was nothing.
"Since the marriage was canceled by the Duke's palace, why is this princess always glaring at me..." Ming Ruo felt that she had unjustly taken the blame.
This time it was not Aunt Dong who answered, but Qin Mo: "Our prince is so handsome, Princess Lanyang has admired him since she was a child."
"Haha." Since you admire Si Haochen so much, why don't you go and bury Si Haochen. It seems that Princess Lanyang's admiration for Si Haochen is just average.
The dinner officially began. Emperor Danxu first said a few high-sounding congratulations. The palace maids put plates of hot dishes on the table, and on the stage in the middle, the dancers began to dance gracefully. As someone who can even fall asleep watching the Spring Festival Gala, this kind of light singing and dancing
The performance can only make Mingruo feel sleepy for a while.
Mingruo squinted his eyes slightly and put one hand on the side of his face, seemingly enjoying the song and dance, but in fact he was about to fall asleep. While he was drowsy, he heard a clear female voice say:
"I have long heard that Princess Qinghuang has superb piano skills, and Shuyi also loves the piano. Today, I would like to ask Princess Qinghuang to give me some advice."
Mingruo sat upright and turned her head to look at Princess Lanyang, who was walking towards their table. She was wearing a golden tassel on her head and a Pisces Bumbelt tied in front of her body.
Huanpei Dingdong... If her eyes could be gentler and warmer, she would actually be quite beautiful. The maid following her held a guqin in her hands.
Mingruo knew how to play the guqin, and he was very good at it. At the age of ten, he got an excellent score of Grade 10 on the guqin. But looking back on the memory of the original owner, there was no memory of playing the qin.
A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Mingruo's mouth, but due to the veil, Princess Lanyang couldn't see it. She could only see Mingruo's dull eyes: "Oh, it turns out that Princess Lanyang has been to Nanrong!"
Princess Lanyang considered herself to be a master of the piano, but when she saw that Ming Ruo was talking about him in such a negligent manner, she concluded that she didn't know how to play the piano. Her tone went up a notch: "How could Princess Qinghuang think so? I don't know how to play the piano."
Been to Nanrong.”
"Ah..." Mingruo pretended to be confused and asked, "Since the princess has never been to Nanrong, how do you know that I am a superb piano player?"
The people who could come to the palace banquet were all human beings, and they all immediately understood that the Princess of Lanyang specifically came to provoke Princess Yunqin, and before she could say a few words, she was speechless.
Although Princess Lanyang had her thoughts exposed in public, she was not discouraged and insisted: "Princess Qinghuang, can Shuyi see Nanrong's piano skills and music..."
Ming Ruo is thinking about whether to let Princess Lanyang perform a song first and then let her slap her face. Or should she slap her face first and then let her show her shame.
Si Haochen's voice was as cold as ice: "You deserve it!"
Ha... Ming Ruo wanted to make a phone call for His Royal Highness Prince Yun! As soon as Princess Lanyang opened her mouth, she was slapped back by her male idol. It was like - a slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado.
"His Royal Highness Prince Yun, you..." Princess Lanyang's face instantly turned pale, her eyes were full of mist, and she looked like she was about to cry, which was endearing.
"How is this king?" It's a pity that His Highness Prince Yun is now an inexperienced and inexperienced person: "What are you doing here? Why don't you back down!"
Princess Lanyang covered her cheeks with both hands and ran back to her previous seat crying.
Princess Kang Yi and Princess Lanyang were cousins and good friends, so naturally they couldn't bear to see the sisters suffer. They stepped forward as they were legitimate princesses.
