The concubine is so charming

Chapter 876 Some things cannot be hidden

Su Yao pursed her lips secretly, and a sweet smile flashed in her heart: My husband is becoming more and more coquettish, and his personality is becoming more and more childish.

The courtiers below held their breaths one by one. They could not be too cautious, so as not to make the emperor unhappy, but they did not dare to relax too much, lest the side-by-side king think that they were taking pleasure in other people's misfortunes. sweating.

This meal was so hard to eat!

When the gods fight, why are they the little ghosts who are unlucky every time?
Meng Rou was a little absent-minded, and seeing the indifference between Su Yao and Chu Feiyan, she felt more and more lost.

For a long time, what she longed for and longed for the most was the relationship between Su Yao and Chu Feiyan, but she never expected that the friendship that seemed so indestructible in the past was full of cracks...

If the relationship between life and death can be worn away by time, then there will be no chance between her and the emperor.

"Concubine Meng, you watched the dancers rehearse the next song and dance, right?" Sun promised to look at Meng Rou with a smile on his lips, but an indescribable mockery in his eyes. meaning.

Meng Rou came back to her senses: "Your Majesty, the Department of Internal Affairs has newly promoted a group of dancers, all of whom have extraordinary dancing skills. The concubines were very happy after seeing them, so they asked them to rehearse a song and dance, which is quite suitable for the current lively scene. atmosphere of."

Mu Qingchen's eyes moved slightly, and she couldn't tell what it was like: "Well, let someone come up."

"Yes."

Su Yao's brows moved slightly, and she gently hooked Chu Feiyan's finger and shook: New singer, there are many new people in the palace recently, right?
Chu Feiyan had a cold face, his slightly lowered eyes were like flower petals gently falling on the water surface, and there were little ripples of joy: "Yao'er..."

Su Yao hurriedly sat upright, and kept winking at Chu Feiyan under the table: the show has been on for so long, don't let it fall short, she still wants to see if Shen Jing can insert her hand into the palace!
Chu Feiyan sighed silently, only feeling that the patience in his heart was extremely hard: There are always some things in this world that cannot be hidden, such as the strong joy for his wife in his heart.

The dancers came up one by one with a pipa in their arms, with veils on their faces, showing eyebrows and eyes with exquisite makeup, and the clothes they wore were different from the conservative and solemn Da'an Dynasty, but more like Moxi's style.

Su Yao looked at them carefully, and many people in the hall even gasped in amazement at their outfits.

The faces of Sun Xuying, Han Yingying and others froze immediately, and they all stared at Meng Rou with unkind eyes.

They thought that Meng Rou was an honest person, so she was waiting here!
She didn't want to push the emperor to these serious harem concubines, but instead pushed these enchanting little fairies to the emperor. What did she want to do?
Meng Rou was slightly taken aback, a look of astonishment flashed across her face: Although it was said that she discovered these dancers and gave the order to rehearse the singing and dancing, she had never actually seen these dancers in full dress.

She had also been curious about what kind of clothes these dancers would wear that day, but the report from the Department of Internal Affairs has been rushing to process, and it is estimated that it will not be completed until the Chinese New Year. This delay, she completely forgot.

The expression on Mu Qingchen's face was unpredictable, and no one could see his true emotions from those deep eyes.

The dancers had already stood up, and with a light movement of their slender fingers, the clear pipa was plucked.

Su Yao frowned slightly, subconsciously feeling a little uncomfortable.

She looked at the courtiers below. Those people looked serious and appreciative, and they were quite obsessed with it, and they didn't show any discomfort.

Seeing that everyone was watching the hall carefully, Su Yao couldn't help but look at Chu Feiyan.

Chu Feiyan was pinching a few pine nuts, fiddling with them on the table, feeling Su Yao's gaze, the line of his lips that had been tightly pressed was loosened, the corners of his lips were raised, and his fingers moved lightly, flexibly He arranged the pine nuts into the shape of a small flower, pressed them with his hands, and pushed them in front of Su Yao.

Su Yao's heart was beating wildly. Seeing that no one noticed this scene, she quietly picked up the pine nuts, slowly opened them one by one into her mouth and ate them.

Chu Feiyan regretted that acting was really tiring. If he didn't act, he could peel pine nuts for his wife with his own hands.

The dancers hold the pipa in their arms, but there is a graceful and elegant beauty in every movement. The figure is slender, the waist is soft, and the golden bells wrapped around the wrists and ankles perfectly match the tone of the pipa. If not, it will be more fascinating.

Su Yao's brows frowned even tighter, and she always felt a little stuffy in her chest.

The dancer in the main hall performed extremely brilliantly, but she couldn't see it anyway. Later, she felt more and more irritable and unbearable.

Chu Feiyan held Su Yao's hand tightly, and called softly, "Yao'er..."

Chu Feiyan's gentle and cool voice came to her ears, pulling her out of the atmosphere created by the pipa and golden bells.

"Master Xiang..."

Chu Feiyan comforted Su Yao gently: "No problem."

"Ah."

When the dancer's performance was over, everyone in the hall couldn't regain their senses for a long time, and they paused for a while before they realized it, and they praised it without realizing it.

"The dancers that Concubine Meng likes are really talented."

"Yeah, just watching from the sidelines makes me feel very fascinated."

"Beautiful voice, beautiful person, beautiful dancing, can be called a masterpiece!"

Mu Qingchen looked at Meng Rou with deep eyes and a hint of appreciation on her face: "My concubine arranged well."

Meng Rou stood up, feeling like falling into an ice cellar for a moment: "As long as the emperor likes it."

"Zhu Chong, reward the dancer who performed just now."

"Yes."

Sun Ying, Han Ying and others almost tore the handkerchief in their hands.

Taking advantage of the fact that he is not far from Meng Rou, Sun Promise leaned slightly towards her, and said sarcastically, "Your Majesty is really generous. Today is a dancer, and tomorrow is a sister. Maybe the day after tomorrow, when we see them, we will all want to see them." I bowed my knees to salute. Your Majesty used to behave differently from ordinary women. I used to hear that I always disapproved of it, but looking at it now, the rumors are indeed true. With your kindness alone, ordinary women cannot compare."

Meng Rou's face turned pale in an instant, her whole heart was trembling constantly: "Shut up!"

"Yes, Meng, concubine, mother, mother!" Sun promised to sneer coldly and said every word.

When the dancer girl retreated and the sound of the golden bell gradually faded away, Su Yao's slightly frowning brows relaxed, but the officials above the hall were quite absent-minded.

The banquet continued, and the following singing and dancing, but everyone in the hall felt very boring.

There was a servant walking anxiously at the gate of the main hall. After Zhu Chong saw it, he retreated quietly, picked up the whisk and slapped the servant: "You brat, what are you doing here? If you disturb the people in the hall My lord, be careful with your skin!"

"Boss, Princess Fuqing is here, and she brought a young man with her, saying that she has something important to report to the emperor in the palace."

Princess Fuqing, the daughter of Emperor Deyuan, has long been married to Beinu and seldom returned to the capital. It is because of this that after the emperor ascended the throne, she retained her title of princess and did not have the slightest influence on her. How could this person come to the capital quietly, and at such a coincidental time for the New Year's Eve banquet.

(End of this chapter)