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Chapter 199 Tanabata

Chapter [-] Tanabata

But why is the second prince grinning at her?
Xing Zhao lowered his head, can this second child do it, can he have the self-consciousness of a competitor?
As soon as the emperor came, everyone got up, the rustling of clothes was very loud, and the louder voice was three shouts of long live.

The voice was very loud, the softness of the women mixed with the majesty of the men, lingering in the night of the ten-mile long bridge, the emperor felt as if every time he heard someone call him long live, his whole body seemed to be full of vitality.

Long live, long live, the same age as the mountains and rivers, and the same virtue as the country.

What an honor.

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand to lift it, but he caught a glimpse of the blue veins on the back of his hand from the corner of his eye. These were obviously a pair of old hands, how could they be the same age as Shanhe!My heart suddenly rose to be irritable, and my tone was short and rude.

The bystanders didn't notice the emperor's strangeness, but Empress Fang glanced at the emperor several times, and then she pursed her lips into a smile, which was somewhat mocking.

After taking her seat, Gu Qingchen twirled her skirt lightly and entered. As soon as she came in, she knelt down and apologized with a blushing face, her voice was soft and slightly trembling: "My daughter deserves to die. She overslept after taking a nap in the afternoon. Unexpectedly, I forgot the time, but when I was about to go to Fengyi Hall, I heard the people in the small palace say that the emperor and the empress have come."

As he spoke, he became a little unsteady, his eyes were quickly covered with mist, and his red eyes blinked a few times, but he showed a bit of pitiful stubbornness.

Empress Fang frowned invisibly, but the emperor took this kind of trick, waved his big hand to let Gu Qingchen sit down first, glanced at Empress Fang, and said with a smile: "It's common for young ladies to sleep, The queen doesn't know how to ask someone to call her."

"There are so many people here, I dragged the empress to talk, one or two, who remembers clearly?" Xin Rong said, "Since this is a family feast, brother, don't show your majesty to blame others, Xin Rong He looked terrified."

"They are all mothers, and they are still acting like a baby in front of me!"

The emperor obeyed Xin Rong's words and laughed in a low voice.

Even though they were interrupted, everyone continued to talk along the way, and the bustle and bustle for a while really showed a bit of festive atmosphere. In order to avoid the old incident of the fourth prince, Queen Fang didn't have any drama to listen to. There are several dances and dances arranged, there are Magu's birthday celebrations and a meeting on the magpie bridge. With soft limbs, white gauze covering the face, and silky eyes, she served wine and food for the nobles of the heavenly family.

No matter what kind of situation people are in, they have to live. Whether they are low-level tricksters or self-proclaimed nobles, they must work hard to survive.

Xing Zhao took a sip of the fruit wine, Gu Qingchen's peachy face was reflected in his peripheral vision, she was also struggling to live, right?It's just that some people just want to live and live with vigor, but some people want to live better and climb higher.

The sixth prince sat at the head of the fourth prince, close to the center, but Xing Zhao fell on the tail of the female family's table, and the two were far away.

Prince Pingyang stood up and offered wine to the sixth prince: "Congratulations to Prince Duan for his happy marriage." After speaking, he glanced at Xingzhao, but unfortunately the distance was too far, and Prince Pingyang almost turned his gaze into a fighting cock At first glance, even so, I was a little surprised in my heart. Marquis of Lin'an, He Yan was a double jade in Dingjing, with a handsome appearance, but the wife of Marquis of Lin'an, Mrs. Fang, was famous for her white circle. Her nephew was like an uncle, and He Xingjing was very much like Pingxi Hou Fang Qi, if this niece also looks like Fang Qi, wouldn't she fall into the sixth prince's hands?
Amitabha, at any rate, this Wenyang County Lord looks like her father, with eyebrows, eyes, eyes, big almond eyes, smooth forehead, like a flower, like a bouquet of magnolia flowers.

King Pingyang is an arty person, and arty people often like red sleeves to add fragrance and be accompanied by warm jade. The prince of Pingyang has learned the benefits of his father by ten percent, while silently criticizing Xingzhao in his heart, while drinking his cup The lamp was raised higher to cater to the sixth prince.

The sixth prince rubbed the cup with his fingertips three or two times, glanced up quickly, raised his head and drank it down, and threw the cup on the table with a "clang".

Prince Pingyang's son was taken aback, and quickly turned his eyes back, but the emperor was relieved.

When the wine was full, the lingering sound melted into the night. The fourth prince was a little drunk, and when he was drunk, he fell into a trance. His eyes looked towards the end of the ten-mile long bridge, but he looked at the actor in plain clothes After becoming that person, he sighed tremblingly for a long time, leaning on crutches and struggling to stand up, the palace servants standing behind hurried over to help him, who would have guessed that as soon as he stood up, there was an ambiguous crimson cuff in his cuffs. The red silk handkerchief fell out lightly, and when the night wind blew up, the silk handkerchief rolled several times, and finally landed in front of the second prince.

A crimson silk handkerchief with slightly curled four corners is curled up on the plain blue and bright bluestone board, which looks both abrupt and inexplicable.

The second prince's eyes were sharp, he leaned over to fish for it, and when he saw the words on the silk handkerchief, he read it aloud.

"Slender clouds play tricks, flying stars spread hatred, and silver men travel secretly." As I was thinking about it, I felt something was wrong, and my voice gradually became smaller, but just at the time when the musicians stopped their drums and changed their strings, the second prince's voice Then move on.

Xing Zhao watched Gu Qingchen straighten his back and sit upright.

The second prince's voice stopped, but still caught the emperor's attention: "What's in the old second hand?"

The second prince's hands tightened involuntarily, and he stuffed the handkerchief between his fingers, but this silk handkerchief is so bright and light, how can it be hidden?
Suspicion suddenly arose in the emperor, his brows were furrowed, and he murmured: "Second brother, read on!"

Panicked on the face of the second prince, he quickly glanced at the end of the female family's table, and one action shook the heart of the sixth prince. Falling out of the cuffs, Fourth Prince, Magpie Bridge Immortal, Love Poetry.
Xing Zhao!

The sixth prince frowned, his hands trembled suddenly, and he quickly looked at the second prince.

The second prince's mouth froze, and then he looked at the emperor with more pleading eyes.

"Second!" The emperor's patience was at an end, he wanted to see who was playing tricks in front of him, "Read on!"

When the emperor gave an order, the prostitutes had already retreated. Whether they were real or pretending to be drunk, all the people in the table woke up at once, as if they had made an agreement, and looked at the second prince with unison.

The night sky of Ten Mile Long Bridge is quiet, with occasional cicadas chirping and Yingge singing, but it seems out of place under such an atmosphere.

The second prince swallowed hard, and Gu Qingchen held his hands in his sleeves, looking straight at the second prince nervously but intently, victory or defeat depends on one stroke, whether it is all the way to glory or to fall back to the original shape, why is she like this Good luck!
"Read!"

The emperor curled his fist into a fist and slammed it heavily on the wooden case.

The second prince looked at the end of the female family's table, and he couldn't see the expression clearly from too far away, but Xing Zhao could feel a bit of pity in it.

"The slender clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, the silver man travels secretly, and when the golden wind and the jade dew meet, they will win, but there are countless in the world. If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening. The concubine thinks of the king without thinking, and often takes Pomegranate skirt, to comfort lovesickness. Jun and concubine are bound by fate, and love is separated after all.”

"ah!"

A woman's whisper interrupted the second prince's further words.

The emperor moved his eyes to Gu Qingchen, Gu Qingchen's eyes were reddish, with an unconscious guilt, he tightly pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Why did Qingchen exclaim!"

After hearing a few words, the emperor understood that this was just an eager and murmured repulsion between lovers who couldn't stay together, and it was not a big deal.

Gu Qingchen closed his eyes tightly, shook his head, and when he opened them again, two lines of tears fell down his cheeks, and he covered his mouth and murmured: "The courtier saw the affection between the Lord of Wenyang County and the Fourth Prince at the beginning. It's time to stand up and make a wrong step. Now Luofu has a husband, so that the king has a wife."

"Wen Yang wrote it to the fourth child!?"

Everyone at the banquet turned pale with shock, but Princess Zhunduan and King Sui had a secret connection, a royal secret, and a scandal in the Tian family!
The emperor was furious and wanted to speak, but the second prince hesitated and said softly: "But why is Qingchen the inscriber?"

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