At this moment, Qing Le regretted her impulsive move. The palace banquet was so chaotic today, and if no one mentioned it, the emperor would have forgotten it. Unfortunately, the person who reminded the emperor was herself.
"Princess Qingle." Tianwu called Qingle. Not only did Qingle hold his breath, but King Ding'an also shook his head.
But there is nothing they can do no matter how hard they hold their breath. It is difficult to disobey the emperor's order. They don't have the courage of Xuan Tianming to do whatever they want.
Qing Le stood up helplessly and stepped forward, kneeling down in the middle of the hall: "Qing Le kneels down to see the Emperor."
Tianwu looked at the princess below and sneered in his heart. Even if he was not present, he knew almost everything about what happened in Prince Ding'an's palace at that time. Qingle tried to frame the woman who was his most precious son, but Feng Yu was killed instead.
Heng was tricked, this is really retribution!
Tianwu was very enthusiastic about proposing Qing Le's hand in marriage. So he asked again: "Has that man with whom you are in love with each other here?" He remembered that he specifically asked the Queen to invite that man.
At this time, I heard a voice from the male guest: "The slave is here!" Then a very strong man ran forward and knelt down next to Qing Le, "Slave Wang Nuo,
Meet the emperor!"
Qingle gouged out the man's eyes fiercely, but did not dare to say anything.
Tianwu nodded, looked at Wang Nuo for a while, and suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing, he said: "A good match! It's indeed a good match! It seems that Qing Le has a good taste."
King Ding'an felt like his face had been slapped hard by the emperor!
That Wang Nuo has a strong body, and he is a guard in the palace, and he has a lot of skills. But to say how good-looking he is is nonsense. Although this person is not ugly, he is not good-looking at all.
, not to mention that there is a small scar on his chin, which is said to be injured during martial arts training. No matter how you say it, Qing Le is born like a flower, how can he be a good match for such a thing?
But the emperor said that they were a perfect match, who dared to raise doubts? So everyone in the audience agreed in unison: "Princess Qingle is so lucky to have such a good husband!"
Qing Le was so upset that she almost went crazy, but what could she say? If she didn't admit that they were in love, it would be confusing. That would not be happiness, but a sin.
Emperor Tianwu watched the crowd's reactions for a while, and admired Qing Le's face for a while. After he was satisfied, he spoke again: "It's a good thing that a pair of young children like each other. King Ding'an, why didn't you come earlier?"
Tell me?"
When King Ding'an heard the emperor's roll call, he quickly stood up and knelt down next to Qing Le: "I...I don't want to cause trouble to the emperor."
"Hey!" Tianwu waved his hand, "How can this be trouble? You are a prince with a different surname, and Qing Le is the princess. In my heart, this girl has the same weight as Tian Ge."
Everyone watched the emperor tell lies and selectively ignored the "same" sentence one by one.
Same? It’s strange that they are the same.
Qing Le wanted to make a last-ditch effort for herself. She kowtowed to Tianwu and begged, "Qing Le also wants to serve his father, the Queen, his mother and his concubine at home for two more years. Please grant it to the Emperor."
Tianwu made a serious face: "What's the matter? I clearly remember that you were born in October, and you will be fifteen years old in two months. It is a great joy for a girl from Dashun to get married with a hairpin. I will do it today.
I’m going to marry you two. The wedding date will be on Qing Le’s fifteenth birthday, and the hairpin ceremony will be done together! You are the princess, and it is normal for you to recruit a princess into the palace, so you don’t have to worry about you.
There is no one to take care of my father and mother. Well, King Ding'an, what do you think?"
What else could King Ding'an say? The emperor had already chosen the date, leaving no room for discussion. So he had no choice but to kowtow to the ground: "Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness."
Qing Le also leaned down with her father, gritted her teeth and said, "Qing Le, thank you, Your Majesty, for your marriage."
There were three people kneeling in the hall. People were waiting for the third thank you and then continued to enjoy singing and dancing. However, at this moment, they heard the strong man shouting: "I beg the emperor to take back your order!"
The words shocked everyone.
Qingle was even more shocked.
Qing Le thought at this time, let's make a fuss, you'd better make the emperor angry, and then chop you with a knife. This princess will never marry for the rest of her life, and I don't want to marry a slave like you.
However, Tianwu was not as angry as expected. He just looked at Wang Nuo with interest and asked, "Aren't you willing to marry Princess Qingle?"
Wang Nuo nodded: "I don't want to do it."
"Why?"
"Because..." Wang Nuo glanced at Qing Le, "because she is too ugly." As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand towards Qing Le.
Qing Le was unprepared, and Wang Nuo suddenly pulled off her headscarf.
The bald head was instantly exposed, and the bloody scars on the head were displayed in front of everyone in a hideous and disgusting way. Some ladies who were less able to bear it even started retching.
Xuan Tiange burst into laughter and pulled Feng Yuheng's sleeve, "Your man burned it."
Feng Yuheng nodded, "If you look carefully, it looks like a devastating piece of art."
Xiangrong couldn't listen anymore, so he covered his mouth with a handkerchief, turned around and vomited twice.
Feng Yuheng held her chin and admired Qing Le's head. The occupational disease occurred again... Well, it's not difficult to cure, but even if it is cured, a disease called "aplastic dermatitis" will also accompany Qing Le.
In her lifetime, her scalp will be as small as a thumbnail, falling off one by one, and she will be stunned to death.
"Ah!" Suddenly, Qing Le screamed and frightened everyone again. They saw her holding her head in her hands and desperately trying to cover up her ugliness, but how could she do it. A bald head without a head, it would have been a long time ago.
It was deeply rooted in people's hearts and left a mark on their lifelong image as Princess Qingle.
"Your Majesty!" Wang Nuo pointed at Qing Le's head and said, "Please be merciful to Your Majesty! I will have nightmares about such a daughter-in-law at night!"
King Ding'an was about to explode with anger. He stood up and kicked Wang Nuo - "Even if my Le'er's whole body is burned out, she is still the princess. It's not your turn to dislike her!"
Tianwu also stopped joking, his anger returned to his face, and he glared at Wang Nuo: "A slave is so bold. King Ding'an will have to discipline his slaves carefully from now on."
King Ding'an quickly knelt back and said, "I obey the decree."
"That's all!" Tianwu Guang waved his sleeves, "Today is a good day for Qing Le to get married. I don't want to argue with you and ruin the atmosphere."
Feng Yuheng rolled her eyes. You have ruined the atmosphere a long time ago, okay? Have you forgotten that you beat the Minister of Civil Affairs to death?
"On the day of Qingle and Hairpin in October, it will be your wedding. When the time comes, I will definitely give you a generous gift!" Tianwu made the final decision on this matter in one sentence.
When Wang Nuo saw that Tianwu was really angry, he didn't dare to make any mistakes anymore, so he knelt down to thank him.
Qing Le's mind was in confusion, and she subconsciously looked towards Xuan Tianming. But the other party didn't even look at her, and looked deeply in another direction.
Qing Le turned around and saw Feng Yuheng making a face at Xuan Tianming. She was already a bit playful, but this face became even more adorable. Especially Feng Yuheng's beautiful head, she was clearly jealous.
Ledu is going crazy.
She didn't know how she got back to her seat. It wasn't until Chen Yu helped her sit down and whispered something in her ear that she regained consciousness.
Seeing that the affairs of Prince Ding'an and his family have been settled, people felt that the atmosphere of today's palace banquet was really weird. It was best to end it as soon as possible. If it continues like this, something might happen again.
So someone couldn't hold back, and took the initiative to advance the fixed items of the palace banquet one step further: "Empress, your Majesty, I got a treasure by chance a few days ago. Today, I brought it into the palace to present it to your Majesty.
Thank you, I will prosper forever."
Feng Yuheng understood that this was the beginning of giving gifts to the queen.
She turned around and asked Huang Quan beside her: "Is everything done?"
Huang Quan nodded: "Don't worry, Miss."
She raised the corner of her lips and smiled, turning her peripheral vision towards Feng Chenyu, she saw him lowering his head and talking to Qing Le, with a slight panic on his face.
Qing Le's turban was wrapped around her head again. It was no longer as delicate as before and was a mess. There was no trace of the princess's aura.
She gently tugged on Xiangrong's sleeve, came closer and said to her: "There will be a good show at the palace banquet later, so keep your eyes open to see clearly."
Xiang Rong was puzzled, "Is there any good show? Second sister, Xiang Rong's eyes were really opened today. It turns out that the banquet in the palace was so exciting, and murders have been staged. Is there any better show?"
Feng Yuheng nodded: "The previous scenes have little to do with us. The next scene is the highlight."
Xiangrong couldn't understand what Feng Yuheng said at all, but she had a skill, which was to actively and consciously believe that everything her second sister said was right. So she sat upright and waited for the good show.
Xuan Tiange discovered that since the gift-giving process began, Qing Le's eyes had been looking at their table from time to time. She poked Feng Yuheng: "That woman is looking at you, right?"
Feng Yuheng rolled her eyes, "Otherwise, I would still be looking at you!"
"That's definitely not the case. I've always been kind to others and never bullied the weak. Her vicious eyes can't kill me."
Feng Yuheng twitched the corner of her mouth, Xuan Tiange, aren't you afraid of flashing your tongue when you say this?
The Yuexi Palace Banquet of the Dashun Dynasty, I don’t know which year, automatically added the link of giving gifts to the queen. In the past, when the queen mother was still alive, she would also send gifts to the queen mother, but now the emperor does not need to sneak away.
Must.
Generally speaking, expensive gifts are given by ministers of the previous dynasty, while the female family members usually give small and thoughtful gifts as a token of appreciation.
As the Prime Minister, Feng Jinyuan naturally had to set an example first. As the first person who presented the gift returned to his seat, Feng Jinyuan stood up, walked to the middle of the hall with a wooden box, and rushed
He knelt down to the Queen and said at the same time: "On behalf of the Feng family, I present a colorful stone for the Queen to play with."
Everyone rubbed their eyes, colorful stone? What the hell is that?
Everyone craned their necks to look at Feng Jinyuan.
Feng Jinyuan slowly opened the wooden box in his hand while explaining the so-called colorful stones to people. He said: "The colorful stones are naturally formed and are made of jade, but there are seven colors on one stone.
, and the jade has also grown into petals, looking like a seven-color flower..."
While he was talking, the wooden box had been completely opened, and everyone was attracted by his narration, including the emperor and the queen. Emperor Tianwu always liked rare treasures, and the queen also loved to play with new things. The two of them stood up from the dragon throne hand in hand.
He got up, walked a few steps forward, and stared straight at the wooden box.
However, Feng Jinyuan, who was originally very proud, was dumbfounded the moment he opened the wooden box - the box was empty. [End of Chapter]