"Well, I'll see it in a while." Sheng Qi did not evasive, and directly accepted the words of Emperor Feng Yuan.
Emperor Feng Yuan paused slightly after hearing the words, and his tone became a little more envy: "You are a happy one, get rid of this mess, take your beloved woman, and the world will be self-assured."
"Don't be too envious." Sheng Qi said lightly, choking off all the ridicule of Emperor Feng Yuan.
After a while, Emperor Feng Yuan said: "More than a year has passed, you never regret it?"
"You know that the king does things, and he has no regrets since then." Sheng Qi replied sharply, without any muddle-headedness. It seemed that the original decision was really just a simple choice for him.
"I still don't know if I will regret taking you this mess." Feng Yuan said.
"Don't come to me if you regret. You gave birth to a son early, and you find him to take this position." Sheng Qi directly dismissed the relationship.
Emperor Feng Yuan shook his head as he listened: "Everyone wants to be emperor, but you can't avoid it. It wasn't like that before. I'm really curious about what kind of fairy the Yun family's daughter is, and can fascinate you."
"Before I met Ling'er, I didn't know what I wanted. At that time, I was fighting for the throne to avoid being suppressed." Sheng Qi could hardly say anything from the bottom of his heart, and Emperor Feng Yuan listened silently.
"Until Ling'er appeared, I knew that living those days, it's better to make me happy with her smile. Only this joy is worse than everything." Sheng Qi's description is very simple, but this kind of simplicity is not everyone's Can understand thoroughly.
Sheng Qi can afford to let it go, and his emotional handling method is the same as that of leading soldiers to fight, with a clear and direct purpose. He believed that Yun Ling would hold it and not let go, and dealt with everything with this as the most important thing. So the rest became unimportant, and his dedication and concentration brought him a lot of rewards, because he finally returned home with the beauty.
Although Emperor Feng Yuan could understand, he was still at a loss. Maybe he still didn't experience that kind of "joy", so he couldn't understand it. Or met, but he did not grasp and pay attention to this "joy", so it is unknown if he missed it.
As I thought about it, I could hear the quite lively sound from the hall where the banquet was held.
Emperor Feng Yuan straightened his thoughts immediately and stepped out of the car in the voice of the new chief of internal servant Quande. He lifted his eyes to see Empress Cheng's rich phoenix robe and the dignified face shaken by the golden steps.
Only in this face, there seems to be an incomplete smile, and a hint of charming shy? This surprised Emperor Feng Yuan, because in his eyes, Empress Cheng was courteous, dignified and virtuous. But it made him always feel like a lifeless puppet, but it didn't seem to be the case today.
However, Emperor Feng Yuan's gaze was quickly attracted by the girl next to Empress Cheng. The slightly icy blue dress, looking at it in this early spring, made people feel a little too cool.
But such a cool blue, under the magnificent face of the girl, looked justifiably beautiful. Like a rare lotus, the elegant charm in the flowers forms a world of its own.
"The ministers pay homage to the sage. Long live the sage." Yun Ling was also slightly surprised when he saw Emperor Feng Yuan. Because from the five senses, he and Sheng Qi were born very similar. Except for Emperor Feng Yuan's inheritance, it is the Phoenix Eyes inherent in the Sheng clan. And what Sheng Qi inherited is the deep black eyes of Tai Fei. The others are eighth similar, this is really a real brother!
"You are Yun Ling?" Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes fell on Yun Ling's body, and he looked carefully. The expression of Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes and his intentions fell into the eyes of others, and that meant something extraordinary.
Although the emperor Feng Yuan asked nonsense, Yun Ling still replied: "Going back to the Saint, the courtier's surname is Yun Ming Ling."
"No gift." Emperor Feng Yuan retracted his gaze after reading it, and reached out to hold Empress Cheng's palm to go into the palace.
At that time, Sheng Qi naturally stretched out his hand to support Yun Ling and saw that her moon-white earlobes were rarely decorated with a pair of gorgeous earrings. The faint blue, under the warm sun light, shone with a bewildering blue Ying.
"These earrings are very beautiful. The king's Xiao Ling'er has become more and more moving." Sheng Qi praised in Yun Ling's ear in a low voice.
Yun Ling pursed her lips and saw that Emperor Feng Yuan and Empress Cheng had already entered the hall, and she had to follow this step quickly. Otherwise, under Sheng Qi's flirtation, she might not want to enter the hall low-key.
Sheng Qi watched Yun Ling in a hurry, knowing that she was worried about his behavior, and only smiled and followed her into the hall...
At that time, the banquet hall was full, and the people who came seemed to be the same as today's empress dowager, the birthday feast of the empress dowager that day, but the most important thing, the person in the dragon robe has changed.
But no one would regret the dead emperor or the missing prince. People in power circles have always been so realistic. Or perhaps it has been indifferent, because it is commonplace or has to be so.
Since Emperor Xian died less than three years ago, even though Emperor Feng Yuan used the Hinamatsuri Festival on March 3 to entertain hundreds of officials and their families, the vocal music during the dinner was obviously quite low-key.
It wasn't until the third round of drinking that someone suggested that Fang Canli's girl should show her talents.
"The first emperor died less than three years, is Daxing Yuxing feel ashamed? I am afraid that someone will show the limelight, so I urged others to say so." The former Princess Huayu, but after the Empress Dowager lost power, now It's just a dead old girl. Hearing this at the moment, she couldn't help speaking harshly when she thought of the feast with Yun Ling at the Queen Mother's birthday banquet.
"Princess Huayu, you can't say that like this. You are so coquettish the year before, can't let these girls who just attended the ceremony not show up. You have many suitors, but you don't care about it. Don't pick it. It’s okay to be sad in my time.” Because Princess Huayu is too angry, the people who block her words will not be under pressure. This also insinuates that Princess Huayu is old in time.
Although the female guest's words were not loud, everyone around the speaker could hear her clearly. Immediately, she gave Princess Huayu a lot of baptisms in her eyes, and she looked pale and pale.
Empress Cheng saw that the helpless trip during the banquet was indeed monotonous, and she had to take care of the death of the first emperor for less than three years, because she said: "The ladies of all families are full of poetry and books, so you might as well do the poems. The rest are all As usual, only those who are not suitable for poems, or those who are not suitable for poems, have to show off their talents other than vocal music and dance."
"Yes, just do it like this. Let the Aiqings first, start with King Li." Emperor Feng Yuan picked his head and handed the first shot directly to Sheng Qi.
Sheng Qi didn't need to guess, he knew that Emperor Feng Yuan was feeling angry in Xiao Xie's heart. But everyone looked at him baffledly, because everyone knew that King Li never joined these entertainments. No one has ever dared to say that he is not, or urge him to join.
The crowd didn't see Sheng Qi reacting, and thought he would refuse this time, but Sheng Qi, who had enough sorrow, said, "It's boring to take a turn like this."
"Oh?" Emperor Feng Yuan moved his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Yun Ling, who had always wanted to reduce his presence on the women's seat.