From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 623 How long can you be free?

The strength of the courtiers made Ye Xiaoxiao frowned slightly. She couldn't help but glance at the man beside her, but saw that he was still sitting on the dragon chair indifferently, and his bright yellow robe almost blended with the dragon chair made of gold. , Among the luxurious and thick colors, only those thick black eyes are as silent as ice, and they are cold in the luxurious colors.

Feng Junran sat indifferently, his expression could be said to be a bit lazy, his slender eyes quietly admired the dance on the dance floor, the dancers were still going on, the music was still sweet, and now everyone's minds were relaxed. On Feng Junran's body, but the emperor's mind was only on the dance in front of him.

Hu Xuanwu, a luxurious dance that only dignitaries can enjoy since ancient times, why does he feel that he seems to be similar?
Can't wait for the emperor's reply, but can only watch the stern emperor on the high position quietly enjoying the dance, Song Liguo couldn't help frowning, took a step forward, and said loudly: "Your majesty, I still oppose the emperor. Dismiss the harem!"

This time, his voice finally overwhelmed the cheerful drumbeat and resounded throughout the Xuanzheng Hall, which also alarmed Kars. He looked up curiously, and saw a courtier with a solemn expression who didn't know what he was talking about. And the men in high positions seem to be turning a deaf ear.

Song Liguo's face couldn't help but become more and more ugly, but Feng Yiran slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and from the corner of his eye quietly looked at the face of his elder brother who was in a high position.

Feng Yuran looked worriedly at Eldest Brother, Feng Yuxie's mouth was full of pomegranates, the little meaty paws couldn't help but subconsciously grabbed Fifth Emperor's sleeve, and then looked up at Father in a daze.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the Xuanzheng Hall became more and more oppressive, and it seemed that even the sound of the drums became much quieter in the middle of breathing.

The man above the throne shook his eyelids, glanced coldly at Song Liguo standing in the hall, and said indifferently: "Dong Luo, take Mr. Song down to rest, Mr. Song is too drunk."

"Your Majesty!" Song Liguo suddenly raised his head: "I didn't drink too much, I still have..."

Just as he was about to hand over the letter jointly written by several ministers, Dong Luo rushed up to him in a few steps, tapped the Ya point involuntarily, and carried it straight out of the Xuanzheng Hall.

For a moment, the faces of the courtiers were full of annoyance.

Yunhao looked around, stood up slowly, walked up to Kars with a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, please don't mind, today is a good relationship between our two countries, don't let these trifles spoil your interest , come, I will offer a cup to Your Highness."

Speaking of Yun Hao's first act as a respect, he turned and returned to his seat.

Seeing this, Qin Qingxing also walked over, still toasting Kars: "Your Highness, don't worry about it, it's just a mere family matter, and it doesn't hurt the dignity."

As the two sang together, many people understood the emperor's intentions, and the annoyance on everyone's faces dissipated a bit.

It was originally, and now His Majesty the Emperor is hosting a banquet for Prince Xirong. At such a critical moment, the family affairs of the harem have been dealt with. As courtiers, are you planning to embarrass the Western Jin Dynasty and throw it to the barbarians?
Feng Junran coldly glanced at the courtiers in the Xuanzheng Hall, with a bit of displeasure in his expression.

And the courtiers all looked at me and I looked at you, but they chose to remain silent after all.

Meng Zhe glared at Kars, if it wasn't for Kars' presence, their joint book might have already been delivered to the emperor!

With a cold snort, everyone stopped talking, so they could only hold their breath in their hearts, twisting their necks and keeping their anger in their hearts.

Kars didn't realize that he was there. The government of the Western Jin Dynasty was very different from that of Xirong. In Xirong, the emperor's order was everything. There was no such thing as here, where courtiers could still make admonitions. So he is not surprised now, but he is right. Feng Junran, the emperor, is very interested. It seems that once this man comes back, he doesn't need to speak, just a single aura can control the whole situation. For example, now, those courtiers are obviously angry, but they still dare not say a word talk.

Huang Yiqing looked coldly at these timid courtiers who retracted their heads, snorted timidly, and could only stare at the dance on the dance floor. No matter how severe the atmosphere was, the dance on the dance floor continued, and the dancers stepped on their feet. The cheerful rhythm seems to be undisturbed by everything outside.

Huang Yiqing watched coldly, then glanced back.

The seat where I used to sit was occupied by another woman, but this woman was still the one I disliked the most!

The eldest daughter of the Ye family!Speak out like the Empress Dowager...

Huang Yiqing snorted coldly, lowered her eyes and stopped talking, while in the Xuanzheng Hall, the sound of the drums became more and more rapid, dense like raindrops, just when people thought that even the big leather drum would be smashed, the sound of the drums stopped abruptly. The dancer who was spinning rapidly also stopped abruptly, and the beat was just right, which caused Kars to applaud again and again.

All the courtiers then applauded, but there was not much excitement on their faces.

Feng Yiran scanned around, stood up first, and made a toast to the superior man: "Brother Emperor, I will toast Brother Emperor, wish me prosperity in the Western Jin Dynasty, and my brother live forever!"

After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, Feng Junran nodded lightly, and drank all the wine in the glass.

Feng Yiran turned around and filled another glass of wine, and continued: "My brother respects the emperor's sister-in-law for a glass, and also wishes the emperor's wife to be young forever!"

Ye Xiaoxiao glanced at the man, and was about to pick up the wine glass, but found that one hand had already taken the wine glass away first, Feng Junran drank it all in one gulp, and said flatly, "Drink less."

Ye Xiaoxiao couldn't help smiling, under the candlelight, that delicate little face was hazy and beautiful, truly amazing.

Under the high platform, Feng Yiran frowned slightly, but still patiently pretended not to see it, and went back to her seat.

Kars was intrigued by the Huxuan dance, so he raised his glass and stood up to toast: "His Majesty the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty, Kars wishes our two countries a good relationship, and may this friendship last forever!"

Feng Junran smiled and drank the wine in one go.

Seeing this, all the courtiers also stood up to toast, since King Muyang had started, they would have to express it after all, so starting with Da Sima, each of them had a cup, and Feng Junran drank without changing his face, as if drinking Not wine, but water.

Under the high platform, Feng Yiran glanced coldly at the man on the dragon chair who was drinking cup after cup, snorted coldly, and looked towards the dance floor.

Brother Huang must be dead, how long can you, a fake, be at ease?When Liu Li returns from Daguanzhuang, it will be your death date to expose your identity!
Feng Yiran looked coldly at the graceful dancer on the dance floor, as if seeing a dead man, and then couldn't help feeling proud, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

This country is still his Feng Yiran's!
(End of this chapter)