The daily life of the great devil's favorite wife

Chapter 291 The dark tide is surging
As soon as Mo Linyuan and Zhuang Jiang went upstairs, they saw Mo Ye and Mo Lingxiang waiting at the side.

"Jiang'er, are you alright? The imperial concubine, is she embarrassing you again?"

Mo Lingxiang took Zhuang Jiang's hand, her face full of worry.She had heard a little bit about the quarrel between Zhuang Jiang and the imperial concubine.

So as soon as she came up, she notified the ninth brother to look for someone.

"I'm fine, Lingxiang."

For Mo Lingxiang's concern, Zhuang Jiang's heart warmed.Mo Lingxiang seemed to be her only new friend in Beicang.

He raised his eyes to see the clear smoke over there, he was having a fierce fight with Yan Feng.Where is the slightest concern about her appearance?

Hey, if there are men, there will be no ladies...

"Let's go, Lingxiang, and bring the Princess, let's sit together."

Pulling away Mo Lingxiang who was about to stick to Zhuang Jiang's body, Mo Ye suggested aloud.

This girl has never seen Xiaojun take the initiative...

Now that he thought about it, it was a little creepy.

Looking at Zhuang Jiang and Mo Linyuan, he felt that his ninth younger brother and the little princess were a perfect match.One is more dangerous than the other.

In the end, the four of them got their wish and sat at the table next to each other.Although it is a royal family banquet, if the word "family" is involved, there are not so many etiquettes.

However, compared with their harmonious atmosphere, the other places are a bit dull.

Prince Mo Jincheng was still in bright yellow brocade robe, under the golden crown, his handsome brows and eyes were wrinkled, gloomy and complicated.

Because whenever he saw Zhuang Jiang and Mo Linyuan, he would get angry.Now that Mo Linyuan holds the power in his hands, he is proud of himself.But he was at the bottom of the valley, neglected by his father.

Every time he thought of this, he felt that it was Mo Linyuan who robbed Zhuang Jiang and his duck.

Compared with the prince's straight stare, the seventh princess, Mo Xuechuan, was much more reserved, because she didn't dare.

But even though he didn't dare to stare, he rolled his eyes at Zhuang Jiang.Mo Yonghong was too useless, he couldn't even clean up Zhuang Jiang.

That's all, and it was cleaned up instead.

"Tsk tsk, why am I so hated?" Zhuang Jiang hugged the cup, feeling infinitely emotional. "Stare, stare, stare at your eyes sooner or later."

Just now, she had scanned the hostile eyes in the field.Right now, she is sitting with Mo Lingxiang, and she feels relaxed.

And as time went by, the concubines also took their place one after another.Of course, the concubines who can come to the family banquet are at least above the rank of concubine.

For example, the gorgeous concubine Shu, the dignified and dignified concubine De, the always mean concubine Liang, and the belated concubine with the support of Minghu.

Not long after, with Eunuch Wei's characteristic piercing voice, Emperor Qing and the Empress came slowly, surrounded by all the palace people.

Not long after the two sat down, Mo Yonghong also cleaned up the stains on his body and returned quickly.

The family banquet officially began with the song and dance of Gagaku.

Zhuang Jiang and Mo Linyuan looked at each other, and immediately transmitted something to Qing Yan behind him.

When Qing Yan heard the words, she dodged and disappeared in place.It took about an incense stick before I returned here with something in my arms.

After a while, the singing and dancing stopped, Qingdi sat on the dragon throne, coughed a few times, his face was still pale.

He knocked on the table, Long Mu glanced straight at Zhuang Jiang.

"I heard from Xiaojiu that when Girl Jiang went out to treat illnesses, she had listened to a lot of Jianghu storytelling. I have watched the songs, dances and music in the palace for several years, and I have seen enough."

Speaking of this, Emperor Qing suddenly smiled, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were stained with a hint of humor.

"Today, we might as well listen to girl Jiang's storytelling to relieve our fatigue. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)