Wen Chan glanced at him, and said seriously, "It's not bad, after all, it's a woman, and the skin is naturally tenderer than a man's."
Liang Yanbei frowned suddenly and said, "Actually, my skin is also relatively tender. My mother often praises me like a little girl."
Wen Chan felt baffled, "Are you proud?"
"Of course not." Liang Yanbei blinked his eyes expectantly, "Your Highness didn't even say that I am the same as Begonia, how can I be proud?"
He pulled his lips into a smile, and walked straight past Liang Yanbei, "That's something I have to brew."
Liang Yanbei followed behind him, and immediately squeezed Ah Fu two steps behind, "Your Highness, you have to think about it carefully. In fact, I don't pick anything, just a few compliments."
Ah Fu joined in the fun from behind and said, "Young Master Liang, if you are a slave, I will praise you a few words. If nothing else, the slave is quite good at complimenting others."
After hearing this, Wen Chan said, "Indeed, I prove it."
Ah Fu's tongue is very slippery. When it comes to flattery, he can talk non-stop for an hour, let him praise Liang Yanbei, maybe he can praise Liang Yanbei to fly.
But Liang Yanbei shook his head, "I don't want it, Ah Fu's words are all lies."
"Hey! If the servant praises Mr. Liang, it is really a sincere compliment!" Ah Fu hurriedly said.
Liang Yanbei gave a "tsk", and turned to look at him, "Go, go, go."
Are you rushing to make trouble
Ah Fu flattened his mouth, and retreated to the side with a suppressed smile.
Liang Yanbei turned his head and wanted to say a few more words to Wen Chan, but found that he had already walked to the front of the hall, and watched him stepping into the hall with some depression.
However, the distance between the two is far, Liang Yanbei can only feast his eyes, and can't do anything else.
The soup brought up by the palace people earlier has been placed, everyone has it, and some people can't wait to drink several mouthfuls.
Wen Chan returned to his seat, glanced at his own soup, picked up the spoon with a flustered expression, and put two spoons into his mouth.
"Brother Huang, can I have your dessert?" A soft and weak voice came from beside him, Wen Chan's attention was attracted, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Concubine Mei's eleventh princess, Wen Linglong.
Wen Linglong is almost six years old now, but because she has been weak since she was born, she rarely attends such occasions, and the emperor dotes on her very much, besides naming her himself, he also gave her a lot of special privileges.
In his previous life, Wen Chan didn't have much impression of this eleventh imperial girl. First, he never cared about those things, and second, she appeared in front of his eyes very rarely.
So much so that when Ah Fu mentioned it some time ago, Wen Chan couldn't find a trace of Wen Linglong's memory.
Wen Chan took a careful look at the little princess, and suddenly stopped his gaze on her face, feeling very familiar.
He glanced at Zhong Wenting diagonally, then turned his head to look at Wen Linglong carefully, and found a small black mole at the end of her left eyebrow. Wen Chan was shocked, and suddenly looked at Wen Linglong in front of him It coincides with a woman in memory.
Zhong Wenting's eldest daughter, Zhong Qianye.
so similar! Especially the mole at the end of the eyebrow, Wen Chan remembered it very clearly! In the previous life, after Zhong Guoyi proclaimed himself emperor, he made Zhong Qianye the princess of Cangzhu, but Zhong Wenjin beheaded his head and threw it in front of Wen Chan.
At that time, Wen Chan knew that Zhong Wenjin was a lunatic, but he didn't expect him to treat a woman like this. Then he heard Zhong Wenjin say,
"I have indirectly avenged you Wen's family. When the Zhong family's soldiers entered the palace, she led people to kill the gatekeepers and welcomed the Zhong family inside."
Wen Chan was both shocked and angry, and wished she would be resurrected and killed by him himself, but after all, she was already dead, and it was impossible to put her head back on.
Wen Chan took a last look at her, except for the ferocious expression, only the mole at the end of the eyebrow was still fresh in his memory.
Now I am staring at Wen Linglong, but the more I look at it, the more I look at it, the immature face, vaguely looks like Qianye for a few minutes, Wen Chan's breathing became rapid, various possibilities unfolded in his mind, and finally converged into one.
Princess Cangzhu? What a Tibetan princess! It turns out that the Wen family has raised a white-eyed wolf for so many years!
Hearing Wen Yue's words before, Wen Chan only suspected that Concubine Mei had an improper relationship with Zhong Wenting, but now it seems that the two of them are much more courageous than he believed, and dared to keep this bastard under the emperor's eyelids.
Wen Chan's gaze was too hot, Wen Linglong seemed to have noticed it, and when she looked up, her big round eyes blinked, "Brother Huang, do you want to eat too?"
In her hand, she held two pastries that she took out from Wen Zhang's plate.
Wen Chan realized his abnormality, closed his eyes to ease his emotions, "I won't eat, you can eat by yourself."
"Oh." Wen Linglong nodded obediently, took the pastry and ate it by herself, taking a sip of soup to accompany it from time to time.
Wen Chan withdrew his gaze, stopped looking at her, and drank two sips of soup to suppress his shock.
Wen Zhang is well-behaved, and the eighth princess doesn't care about Wen Chan, so Wen Chan is quiet, which is incompatible with the hustle and bustle in the hall.
Fortunately, this situation did not last long. The second bell rang, and immediately after, a chanting sounded from the gate of the hall, "The emperor is here!"
In an instant, the hall fell silent, everyone got up at the same time, facing the door of the hall, and as a touch of bright yellow appeared in everyone's field of vision, everyone in the hall knelt down and saluted, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"
The emperor walked in slowly with the empress, and said with a smile, "Everyone loves you."
He walked from the wide avenue in the middle to the golden seat in the middle, and glanced down, "Today is my birthday, calling all the gentlemen here is just for fun, don't follow so many rules, spoil my mood .”
"Minister obeys the order." "My son obeys the order." "My concubine obeys the order." Many voices mixed together.
Since the emperor stepped into this hall, everyone has been seated, the emperor's heir and concubines are on the left, and the courtiers are on the right.
After everyone was seated, the emperor, as usual, asked the few ministers who were "lucky" to be favored first, casually asked some homely questions, and then asked the princes a few questions about their daily study.
The eldest prince and the second princess are brothers and sisters, and the two sang and chorused, which made the emperor laugh, and soon heated up the atmosphere in the hall.
After chatting for a few words, the third bell rang and it was noon.
The emperor raised his hand lightly, and the eunuch who was waiting beside him understood, and immediately waved his hand and ordered the piano to be played.
As soon as the lingering sound of the piano sounded, everyone relaxed a lot, and then the wine was added, and after two glasses, the banquet had a real charm.
Wen Chan was always quiet, tapping his fingers under the table, his eyes were misty, and he seemed to be enjoying the wonderful sound of piano music.
When it was time to present the birthday gift to the emperor, the queen said, "Your Majesty, the ministers came first the year before last and last year, and each of them is the best treasure. Your Majesty is tired of presenting it later. Our sisters carefully prepared it." Things, you can't let His Majesty's eyes shine, this year I will speak out for my younger sisters, and I hope His Majesty will let my younger sisters come first."
The emperor smiled helplessly, "All right, I'll let you go first."
The queen wrinkled her nose playfully, "Thank you Your Majesty, then the concubine will come first."
Then she raised her hand, and a maid from below came up and knelt down holding a brocade dress, and the queen said, "This is stitched by my concubine. Although your Majesty has no shortage of winter clothes, this concubine still wants to sew one for you." Your Majesty, there is His Majesty's favorite sycamore tree on it, and I hope His Majesty will not dislike the craftsmanship of courtiers and concubines."
As she said that, the court lady showed off her brocade dress, and the sycamore tree in the lower left corner of the robe was vividly displayed in front of everyone, and she immediately received a lot of praise.
The emperor also liked it very much, and held the queen's hand, "The queen is too modest, I'm afraid your craftsmanship is hard to match in Xiliang, reward!"
The queen pursed her lips and smiled, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your appreciation."
Although the things she presented were not treasures, they were top-notch. Although the next few concubines received rewards, none of them could make the emperor look happy until it was Concubine Mei's turn.
Wen Chan had just heard the big news, so he couldn't help paying more attention to Concubine Mei.
Concubine Mei does have a bit of an alluring appearance, she is young now, her frown and smile are extremely eye-catching, no wonder she is enduring her favor.
With a gentle smile on her face, she walked forward slowly with her close-fitting maid twisting her slender waist.
Wen Chan glanced at it, feeling a little weird.
Seeing that she hadn't stood still yet, the accident happened unexpectedly.
The palace lady slipped her feet for some reason, she suddenly fell forward and threw herself on Concubine Mei's back, the force was obviously not light, and she threw herself on Concubine Mei directly.
Under the astonished eyes of everyone, with the sound of exclamation, both of them fell down, and a small piece of blue and white jade rolled forward and would stop.
Concubine Mei was like being struck by lightning, regardless of how embarrassed she was, she suddenly took a few steps forward and reached out to grab the little jade back very quickly.
This series of actions was almost instinctive, which shocked everyone in the hall.
Wen Chan was also very surprised, looking at the changes in front of him, he suddenly raised his eyes, and saw Zhong Wenting's face pale as snow, extremely terrified.
He thought to himself, did your expression appear a little early
Concubine Mei and the palace maid quickly got up and knelt down. They were supposed to sprinkle the emperor's birthday gift on the ground first, which seemed to be some kind of tea.
"The concubine deserves to die. I hope His Majesty will forgive me for committing a mistake in front of the palace." Concubine Mei managed to calm down, and she opened her mouth, trying to minimize her mistake.
The hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard, everyone saw her abnormal performance just now, and shut up and watched the show wisely.
The queen looked at the emperor first, and then said worriedly, "My sister didn't fall somewhere, did she? Was it a piece of jade that fell out just now? Hurry up and see if it's broken."
Concubine Mei trembled, "A piece of ordinary jade is not worth being nervous about."
The emperor's face was ashen, and he was not deceived by her at all, and said in a deep voice, "Bring the things up and let me have a look!"
What Concubine Mei was so anxious to hide was obviously not as simple as a piece of ordinary jade.
As soon as she heard that the emperor wanted to take it up for a look, Concubine Mei's face turned grim, she raised her hand suddenly, and was about to swallow the jade stone into her mouth, the movement was too fast, and no one had time to react.
At this moment, the maid kneeling beside her was extremely fast, and one of them rushed forward, hugged Concubine Mei's arm, and cried, "Your Majesty, don't let your mind go!"
Concubine Mei's strength was obviously inferior to that of the palace lady. With this pull, she directly pulled her hand away. Concubine Mei went crazy to push the maid. With this gap, the emperor immediately sent someone to restrain Concubine Mei.
When being suppressed, Concubine Mei collapsed in fright, struggling crazily and crying, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Don't!"
The jade block in his hand was forcibly pulled out, and the guards held it up and presented it to the emperor.
Everyone in the hall even held their breath, staring at that jade block.
Only Wen Chan observed Zhong Wenting quietly, and saw that his fear became more and more obvious, and his body trembling became more and more obvious, very similar to that Concubine Mei.
For a moment, Wen Chan seemed to understand something.
However, at the moment when the emperor received the jade block, a scream suddenly sounded beside Wen Chan, which was shrill and abrupt.
Immediately, all eyes were attracted, and Wen Linglong overturned the pastry soup on the table in front of her, made a loud noise, fell to the ground, covered her stomach and rolled over, screaming continuously, seemingly in extreme pain.
Wen Chan's eyebrows twitched, the time has come.
Wen Zhang was frightened, and quickly got up to touch Wen Linglong's body, "Sister Huang! What's wrong with you?!"
Wen Chan stopped him and shouted, "Send the imperial physician quickly!"
The emperor held the jade in his hand, and saw Wen Linglong rolling on the ground in pain, he panicked and shouted, "Where is the imperial doctor! Send it quickly!"
As soon as the words fell, Wen Linglong vomited a big mouthful of blood, the thorn red color instantly stained the clothes, and the smell of blood spread in the air, which was shocking.
Accidents happened one after another, and everyone in the hall was dumbfounded. They didn't know how to react at all, but Concubine Mei saw her daughter like this, she didn't know where the strength came from, she suddenly overturned the guards who were restraining her, and ran to the Wen Linglong hugged her in his arms and cried, "Linglong! Linglong! Don't scare the concubine mother!"
Wen Linglong, however, seemed to be unable to hear at all. The severe pain caused her to lose her mind, and she thrashed wildly in Concubine Mei's arms, kicking Concubine Mei several times in a row.
"Help! Help!" Concubine Mei wiped the blood from Wen Linglong's mouth, and rushed to the doctor for help from the surrounding people.
Wen Chan was the closest person to them. He pulled Wen Zhang back with a look of panic, "Ms. Concubine Mei, the imperial physician will be here soon, don't worry."
Taking advantage of the panic, the emperor on the seat looked down at the jade in his hand, turned slightly, and a clear word "clock" appeared in his eyes.
His eyes widened in an instant, he was furious, his teeth were gritted, his hand holding the jade was tightened, and he crushed the jade into pieces. It was like being torn apart, and it took a long time to squeeze out a word from between the teeth.
"Hello, Concubine Mei!"
Wen Chan took a few steps back, looked up, and saw that everyone stood up from their seats, some remained silent, while some stretched their necks and waited to watch the excitement, small discussions sounded.
He looked around among the crowd, and met Liang Yanbei's eyes all of a sudden.
There were several people in the middle, and he saw an imperceptible smile on those overly beautiful eyebrows and eyes.