The only favorite evil and cute little egg concubine

Chapter 63
Hearing her words, Yan Qing raised his eyes to look at her, curled his lips, turned a page, and said slowly: "As soon as you finish practicing calligraphy, you can enter the palace to attend the palace banquet."

Mo Ziyu has recovered and ordered a banquet for all the officials today. This big move, Yan Buli thought maybe it was to add another obstacle to Ji Lie, and she had never seen a real palace banquet, so she was curious, and shouted early in the morning She wanted to enter the palace, but Yan Qing forced her to practice calligraphy.

He folded his arms and snorted coldly, and said forcefully, "Who cares about it, don't go."

"Even if you don't go, you still have to practice calligraphy, Daner, it's better to practice calligraphy well if you have time to vent your anger. Your dog crawling calligraphy is really horrible. I can't stand it anymore so I practice calligraphy with you. Do you think Am I free?"

Are you not free?You're so fucking idle, Yan Buli stared at him as he jumped off the bench and threw himself on top of him, I looked at him pitifully, with tears glistening in my black eyes, "Father, what's wrong with you?" It’s really not that my handwriting is ugly, I’ve always been a hard pen school, and I’ve never been involved in a soft pen style, it’s not about being able to practice well but getting used to it, did you make it?”

What kind of hard pen or soft pen?Knowing how to fool people in one day, Yan Qing glanced at her and frowned, not accepting her tricks, "It's useless to talk too much, you can only enter the palace after you finish practicing!"

"Father, if you don't take someone like you, how can a five-year-old child practice handwriting? Five-year-old children are innocent and have a good time playing. How can you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Qing interrupted, "Ling'er has been reading and practicing calligraphy since she was three years old. Could it be that my Yan Qing's daughter can't compare to him."

Mo Nanling was really looking for abuse, Yan Buli curled his lips speechlessly, stood upright, looked at Yan Qing with contempt, and shook his head, "Your mentality of comparing like this is very bad, I solemnly tell you that I am very sad right now. I despise you, alas, if you don't enter the palace, you won't enter the palace, and I won't practice calligraphy."

Saying that, he gave him a blank look, Yan Buli turned around decisively and left, Yan Qing looked at her with a chuckle, closed the book helplessly, got up and walked up to her and hugged her, "In the future, if you dare to read the secrets of the boudoir For such obscene books, I will punish you for practicing calligraphy until your hands cramp."

Yan Buli pursed her lips, and she said why he hadn't mentioned this before, peat, so he was punishing her a long time ago, this man is really black-bellied!
In Fengyun Continent, the banquet is divided into the main banquet and the second banquet. The second banquet is in the daytime, and the guests are all close people. It is nothing more than gathering in advance. The main banquet is in the evening, and naturally all the guests come.

The carriage stopped in the palace, Yan Qing hugged Yan Buli and stepped out of the carriage.

Ye Tu and Chen Rang, who had been standing at the gate for several days, finally returned to Yan Qing's side, following behind him as usual.

Sifang Palace, the place where the guests were received at this banquet, already has quite a few people. They are all ministers of the second rank or above and their family members. Rui Shizi."

Although I have never seen Yan Buli before, but if you can hold King Yan in his arms, anyone with a discerning eye will know that he is the son of Hongrui.

"There is no need to be polite." Yan Qing glanced at them and said indifferently, and went straight to the bedroom beside him. The back of leaving gracefully made some young ladies who were about to move stopped immediately.

Chatting House, as the name suggests, is a place for chatting. Without the emperor's order, you can't trespass. The people who come here are usually familiar with the emperor or some invited officials' children. It is to win people's hearts indirectly.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people sitting in the chat room, and Mo Ziyu was the one who was sitting in the upper position. He looked at Yan Qing and smiled, "King Yan, you are here, Li'er, long time no see."

Everyone watched Yan Qing and Yan Buli get up and salute, Yan Qing got up and sat down after saying something.

Yan Buli smiled at Mo Ziyu, and greeted politely, "Hello, Uncle Emperor." She looked at a group of men and women, and she knew Mo Ziyu, Han Ge, and Han Yimeng, and since they came in, everyone Everyone's eyes fell on them, and she could even feel the fiery eyes from the woman.

Yan Buli twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely, and looked at Yan Qing, these women who are like wolves and tigers, father, you have worked hard!
Almost all the young masters and ladies of high-ranking officials present said they were chatting, but in front of the emperor, who would dare to open their hearts to chat? Without this thought, Yixin only focused on how to get the favor of the emperor Yan Wangruowang, and kept winking, seeing Yanbuli was a chill.

Picking up a piece of thousand-layer cake, he accidentally caught a glimpse of Mo Ziruo's ugly face, Yan Buli raised his eyebrows, it seems that he really cared about this Ruyu Pavilion matter, it has been several days, His face was still so ugly.

Yan Buli didn't know that Mo Ziruo's ugly face was because Yan Qing and Mo Ziyu were extremely protective people. That day Yan Qing took her away, but Mo Nanling beat her to death and refused to admit that they blew up Ruyu Pavilion Yes, when Mo Ziyu came later, he took him away directly, and Mo Ziruo was so angry that he wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood!
"Hey." He burped and successfully attracted Yan Qing's attention. Yan Buli looked at him and smiled, and fed the unfinished mille-feuille cake to his mouth, "Father, I'll eat it." It's not over, I'll eat it for you."

"If you can't finish eating, give it to me." With a clear and gentle voice, no emotion could be heard, Yan Qing looked at Yan Buli indifferently.

Yan Buli blinked, and said with a look that you are honored: "I usually feed the dogs what I can't finish eating. I only give it to you because you are my father. I don't give it to ordinary people." What! You really don’t want to eat it?” There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his voice was very innocent, but there was a hint of evil in those black stone-like eyes.

The corners of Yan Qing's eyes twitched, obviously she didn't let go of the wickedness in her eyes, she squinted her eyes, but with a smile on her lips, she swallowed the mille-feuille cake in Yan Buli's hand, and ran across her fingers with her warm tongue, Yan Buli couldn't help being taken aback, his heart was filled with rippling, peat, what a monster!
Cursing in his heart, he saw Yan Qing chewing a few times, looking at her with a smile on his face, "Dan'er, copy the filial piety scriptures when you get home! See how other people treat their parents? If you don't teach me, Father's fault!"

Yan Buli's face froze immediately, peat, knowing that she hates calligraphy and asking her to copy the filial piety scriptures, she just made a fuss out of boredom!

"Father, I went to play with Mo Nan." Then he jumped off his lap, looked at Mo Ziyu, and asked, "Uncle Emperor, where is Mo Nan?"

"In the East Palace!" Mo Ziyu replied with a smile while holding a wine glass, "I will ask someone to take you there."

"I'll take you there." Yan Qing looked at her and stood up, and said, if you don't look at her, you don't know what will happen?

"No, Dad, you'd better chat with people here! Adults don't understand the world of children." Yan Buli refused with a smile on his face. How could Yan Qing follow her? She was still going to force her Mo Nanling went to find her a little porn book!Originally, she had no interest in the little yellow book, but after being punished for copying the mantra, she was very interested in the little yellow book, so she had to take a look at it no matter what!Otherwise, copying so many heart-purifying mantras is in vain.

(End of this chapter)