The limp concubine was quickly pulled down, her face was gray and her eyes were desperate.
The officials did not dare to intercede.
The whole banquet was silent.
The people present seemed to have seen this scene many, many times, and were not surprised by the emperor's reaction. Obviously, in the past few years, the cruel and tyrannical Bei Canghuang has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Gently twisting the wine glass with his right hand, Feng Qingbai smiled faintly on her face, her long eyelashes concealed her, her eyes gloomy and unpredictable.
"Come on, continue to drink, don't spoil everyone's interest for trivial matters!"
The ministers immediately responded, "Drink and drink, and the ministers wait for the emperor to serve a glass."
The banquet soon returned to lively, and Yan Yan laughed and talked about it, as if nothing had happened just now.
When it's nothing to do, people's hearts are cold.
"I remember the last time King Nanling came to my Beicang. It was six years ago. After six years, King Nanling is still young, but I am old." After the officials toasted, the Emperor Beicang toasted and looked towards Feng Qingbai has a meaningful smile in his face.
Feng Qingbai smiled slightly, "Jiang Lao Lao, a good man, not to mention that the emperor is not old, it should be said that the emperor is strong and strong. With the emperor in charge, Beicang will definitely get better and better."
"Hahaha! Then I will borrow the words of Nanling King, please!"
Duan Ting was sighed by the side, and there really is nothing in this world, there are only more.
One is better at acting than one, and one is more hypocritical than one.
At this point, he particularly admires Feng Qingbai, even if he is in such a high position and holds such a big power, he can still put down his body, talk to people when he sees people, and talk nonsense to hell. Arrogant when it's time to be arrogant, pretend when it's time to pretend.
This kind of person is naturally suitable for the court.
A banquet will end in the middle of the moon.
This time I came to Bei Cang again, and the first side of Bei Cang Huang, the two sides didn't talk about anything. Each is tentatively trying.
"Walking with you this trip, my low-key these years is considered futile, I guess this time I go back, I will have more eyeliners inserted in the palace." On the way back, Duan Ting seemed to be joking.
"Even if you don't take this trip today, your mansion's eyeliner will not be scarce. Except for the two maids beside you, do you have a confidant in your house these years?"
The man's words left Duan Ting speechless.
How to cultivate a confidant? People who are all other people.
After training, I put a sharper knife by my side.
"What's more, you are not required by this king to pick you up." Feng Qingbai raised his eyes and faintly stared at the other party. "You don't want to go on pretending anymore. Go privately to pick up the Nanling King, and arrange for the Nanling King and his party. In the Royal Palace, do you know that it will attract your father's attention and suspicion?"
After a long silence, Duan Ting sighed with a smile, "Yeah, I don't want to pretend to be anymore. As the prince said, today's tyranny has made my Beicang miserable. The courtiers and the people dared not be angry. In other words, if I continue to let it go, my Beicang will die."
"You don't have that compassionate heart, and you don't need to pretend to be hypocritical in front of this king."
"..." He really doesn't like dealing with Feng Qingbai, especially in political affairs.
The man's thoughts are too deep, too transparent, it is difficult to hide anything from his eyes.
"I don't want to die." Finally, Duan Ting said gently.
It was late at night when I returned to the palace, and the whole mansion was quiet. When Feng Qingbai returned to the guest house, Liu Yusheng was already asleep with his three children.
Sitting on the side of the bed, looking at the sweet and sweet sleeping face of the young man, the coldness in the man's eyes disappeared, and the soft and warm mist floated.
He is never afraid to play games and fight with others. Because whether it was before or now, he has something in his heart that he wants to protect.
Wife, children, family, relatives and friends.
To him, they are all treasures.
"Feng Qingbai, are you back? Go to sleep..." The hand that removed the broken hair for the woman was held, and the woman's voice was dumbfounded, as if she was talking babble.
Feng Qingbo raised her lips unconsciously, "Well, just rest."
Caressed her hand, she continued to coax the woman who wanted to wake up to sleep.
Tucked the quilt for her daughter, and went to see the other two children on the small couch next to her.
Croton is skinny during the day and is not honest when he sleeps. After a deep sleep, he sleeps in a variety of strange postures. This is when he falls asleep with his little butt on his stomach, and his half-open mouth still shows signs of saliva drying.
With such a push, he snatched most of the quilt, and Qiqi's small body only covered a small corner of the quilt. It was still very cold in the middle of the night in March, and the baby was very easy to catch a cold because he only wore a thin coat.
Leaning over, adjusted Croton's sleeping position, and then gently covered the two babies with the quilt. When Feng Qingbai turned to leave, the corner of his sleeve was grabbed by a small hand.
Very light strength, ordinary people can't feel it at all, and it is extremely easy to ignore the past.
But Feng Qingbo stopped, lowered his head, and blinked against a pair of dark eyes.
"I'm back, go to sleep." He didn't move, did nothing, just said to the baby.
The baby let go and closed his eyes obediently.
It wasn't until the sound of the man resting that the light in the room plunged into darkness, and the baby quietly opened his eyes again and glanced at the bed over there.
"sleep."
The baby blinked, pulled the quilt up to cover the small mouth that was secretly bent, and finally fell asleep at ease.
The next day.
"Daddy, get up soon! The sun is tanning! Slacker!"
"Daddy, get up soon, we have been up for a long time, but you are not up."
The sound of disturbing dreams is close to my ears.
Feng Qingbai didn't want to open his eyes at all.
Children go to bed early and wake up early. It was already midnight when he came back, and he didn't sleep for a few hours at all.
"Croto, why did you bring Qiqi and my sister to quarrel with Daddy again?" The woman's soft scolding voice came from the door of the room, followed by the sound of light footsteps, "Come here to wash, and my mother will take you to eat later. Breakfast. Don’t quarrel with Daddy. Let him sleep more. After such a long journey, Daddy will be tired."
The annoying thing finally moved away slowly, and there was a little milk whispered in an unhappy voice, "Mother, how long will Daddy have to sleep? I still want to take Daddy out to play."
"You take daddy to play?" Liu Yusheng couldn't help but pierced Xiaopang's abacus, "You have never been to Beicang, where can you take your daddy to play? You want daddy to take you to play, right?"
"Or I don't bother daddy, mother, you can take us there!" Croton discussed.
Hongdou immediately objected, "No, if my mother takes us there, Daddy will be angry when he wakes up."
"How can we be angry, mother takes us out, I can protect mother, and Uncle Zi are also there, what's not to worry about. Then dad can sleep for a while, mother, don't you?"
When the words fell, something bounced off the back of the head, and the thief hurt.
Croton clutched his head, turned his head and glared at the person who slowly opened his eyes on the bed, "Daddy, attacking is not a hero!"