first concubine

Chapter 200 Beast Fighting Club. 3

Chapter 200 Beast Fighting Club. 3
Soon, the royal family and nobles and ministers arrived one after another to take their seats.

"The emperor is here——"

Following a shrill eunuch's cry, everyone was shocked, and quickly stood up, knelt together, as if they were scared by boiled, their bodies bowed together.

When Qiu Yinong thought of her own metaphor, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips slightly.

He lowered his head and caressed the phoenix on the low table, his soft eyebrows were forced to draw a cold arc, and his face immersed in the matte light was a little weird.

Liu Shangyi glanced at her, and turned her face away as if she didn't see her.

Qiu Yinong restrained her emotions, raised her head, looked out from the door, and just saw the man in gorgeous black clothes, the brocade was well forged, his body was tall and straight, and his back was cold and hard.

Stepping up to the high seat, he turned around and faced the crowd prostrated at his feet, and said in a cold voice, "Everyone, get up."

Qiu Yinong looked at the man sitting on the throne, the face that never fluctuated, the outline was cold, the lines were cold and hard, the thin lips were slightly curved, and there was a chill.

The eyes swept over, making people's breathing stop suddenly.

This is a man who can make people straighten their backs at a glance, and is willing to kneel at his feet in awe and fear. He has the courage to rule the world.

I don't know why this person just refuses to show a smile.

Now that the world is in his hands and he got what he wanted, why is he unhappy?
Qiu Yinong smiled, puzzled, she had never really entered into this man's heart, how could she know his emotions?
Under Zhan Yu's throne, two low tables were set up. Qiu Yinong saw the eldest princess Yong Le coming dignifiedly and regally surrounded by everyone, and sat on the low table on Zhan Yu's right.

But the person sitting upright on the other side made the autumn-like pupils shrink slightly.

It was that elegant and refined man, with his white clothes spread out, sitting on the left side under the throne of war, the double-breasted white robe was exquisite and gorgeous, but it made Qiu Yinong think of the costumes of opera singers inexplicably.

The number one son in the world, peerless in style, is also the most charming and charming actor in the world, who can overwhelm the country and the city.

The emperor gave him the seat on the left, which shows that the favor he has for him is that he can sit on the same seat as the eldest princess Yongle. I don't know how Yongle is feeling now?

"Sister Zi Luo, have you heard?" Yang Ning, the girl playing the harp, approached Zi Luo who was sitting beside Qiu Yinong, and asked mysteriously.

Zi Luo asked puzzledly: "What did you hear?"

Yang Ning pouted towards the throne, smacked his mouth and said, "Did you see that? The emperor actually let the young master Ku Gu Huan sit on his lower seat, not even the king of Yue."

Zhan Yue leaned on the position under Kugu Huan, leaning there lazily, as if he didn't like the scene, but he was helpless.

Opposite him is the sixth prince Zhan Bei, dressed in a blue robe, making him even more charming and charming.

Even though Zhan Bei is beautiful, in front of Ku Gu Huan, he can only be suppressed alive, and has no advantage at all.

Zi Luo didn't care much and said: "The emperor allows him to sit there, why not?"

"Oh, Sister Zi Luo, look at you, such a shrewd person, why are you so confused now? I heard the palace people talking in private, saying that the emperor has that kind of relationship with Young Master Ku Gu Huan..."

Yang Ning showed embarrassment on his face, and looked at Zi Luo embarrassingly, hesitant to speak.

(End of this chapter)

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