I am Feng Jun

Chapter 503 503. Coincidentally, I like that one too

When Mu Lianya heard the words, her dark eyes fell on Lu Fengyuan's face.

The latter had a flat face, and his lips were slightly pursed.

"If Your Majesty doesn't believe in ministers, then you can just be ministers and say nothing, only Feng Yixuan, heh."

There was a wry smile with downcast eyes, and the voice became weaker by half.

"It's been empty for decades, and I'm afraid no one will ever live in it."

Xiao Yang's heart skipped a beat.

"His Majesty."

Mu Lianya raised her hand to stop her, she pulled her sleeves back and pondered.

"You have taken good care of the harem for so many years, I have nothing to worry about, only Feng Yixuan."

"Yes, the servant obeys the order, and must take care of the daily life of the young servant Liang, and share the worries for His Majesty."

Lu Fengyuan stood up and responded, his expression was still as calm as ever.

I didn't see Xiao Yang for half a minute.

Xiao Yang had no choice but to salute in the end, a little angrily, but had to swallow it by himself, and returned to his seat.

"Your father, just bring back an ugly thing that is an eyesore for yourself?"

Shen Ci was really incomprehensible.

"Do you think, every time your mother goes to Fengyixuan, he doesn't feel overwhelmed?"

Mu Yuanxi poured a glass of wine for him, and said lightly.

"This is the best result."

Negotiations with Xiao Yang can be avoided as much as possible.

It is more reassuring to see people in the eyes.

As for the others, Lu Feng was used to it long ago.

Shen Ci tapped his chin with his fingers, and sighed.

"You guys still know how to play."

"Hey, tell me, if that young waiter really dies in Fengwu Palace, will your father die with him too?"

Shen Ci's sudden thought woke Mu Yuanxi up, and he paused slightly.

"Probably not. Didn't you say that he used a knife on his face before? A person Xiao Yang spent so much time cultivating would not be simply regarded as an abandoned child."

Mu Yuanxi shook his head and said.

"But you still have to pay attention, I will remind the queen father."

"Well, yes, you should remind him well that he must hold the power tightly in his hands.

These days, no one can be trusted except myself! "

Mu Yuanxi glanced at him and asked back.

"No one can be trusted?"

Shen Ci was stared at by her dangerous eyes and rolled his eyes.

"Oh, that's not what I meant!"

The corners of Mu Yuanxi's lips were slightly raised in an arc that could easily go unnoticed.

"What does that mean? Is Gu untrustworthy?"

Shen Ci clicked his tongue, and picked up a string of wine liquid with the end of a chopstick in the wine glass, but was dodged by Mu Yuanxi.

"Just ask some questions, are you interested?"

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows and said.

Mu Yuanxi laughed, approached a little, and whispered in his ear.

"I believe in you alone, and I will always believe in you unconditionally."

Shen Ci's eyes curved into an arc, and he pushed the man's head away as if disgusted.

The banquet continued, and the singing and dancing on the lotus never stopped. Some sons who celebrated their birthday with their talents performed wonderfully.

But Mu Lianya's attention was already on A Liang beside her.

Shen Yin couldn't see it at first, so he didn't look at it at all, his heart was furious, and he drank pot after pot of wine.

Shen Nanzhu couldn't stop her.

At the banquet, Qing Le showed Mu Lianya the birthday presents from the sons of various families, most of which were not very innovative.

Mu Lianya asked casually while drinking the wine that Ah Liang poured.

"Where is Shen Ci?"

Qing Le searched for it and brought two scrolls.

"two?"

Mu Lianya's eyes brightened slightly.

Qing Le nodded and replied.

"Returning to Your Majesty, one of them seems to be for Mr. Shen, but they were presented together for some reason."

When mentioning Shen Yinchu, Mu Lianya was still a little displeased, and her expression faded a bit.

"Take a look."

Qing Le took a step forward, Young Master Liang stood between her and Mu Lianya, Qing Le hesitated.

It was Liang Shaoshi who watched his words and demeanor, stepped aside, but was hugged back by Mu Lianya.

"I made you move?"

Ah Liang panicked, "Your Majesty, slave."

"You are my young servant now."

Mu Lianya took the scroll from Qing Le's hand, while looking down at A Liang.

"Yes, His Majesty didn't let the servant move, the servant shouldn't move."

"Open."

Mu Lianya held the scroll with one hand, and motioned for Ah Liang to open it.

Ah Liang agreed, and then opened the nearly one-meter-long scroll with her slender red hands.

There is a word for longevity on it, but it is not a simple word for longevity.

Between the strokes, it is composed of multiple small longevity characters.

The dignified and elegant lowercase letters form a picture of a hundred years of life.

Mu Lianya put it on the empty dragon chair, took the second scroll, and motioned for A Liang to open it with her chin.

It's still the picture of Baishou, but the font is different.

The previous one was a delicate lower case script, and this pair of iron paintings with silver hooks is an extremely heroic cursive.

Mu Lianya became interested, she raised the scroll in her hand slightly, and looked at Shen Ci who was flirting with Mu Yuanxi.

"Second Master Shen's birthday gift is quite interesting!"

The chopsticks in Shen Cizheng's mouth stopped for a moment, and he blinked when he heard the words.

Birthday gift?

Seeing that Mu Lianya took out the picture of Baishou behind her again, and put it in front of her eyes for comparison.

"Good words, good words!"

When Shen Yin first heard the words and looked over, his brows were deeply frowned, and the displeasure in his expression was obvious.

She didn't even receive her son's birthday gift!

Shen Ci let out a cry, and said in his heart that it was this.

He forgot all about it.

Shen Ci coughed lightly twice.

"That, Your Majesty, isn't all for you."

Shen Ci's extremely straightforward words attracted the attention of countless people.

But what's even more surprising is that the queen hasn't blamed her yet.

It's really pampering.

"Then which one is mine and which one is Shen Xiang's?"

Ah, so there is another one for Mr. Shen!

Everyone understands.

"Then you can choose for yourself, it's fine."

Shen Ci said casually.

There is nothing simpler than this birthday gift that can be done in two hundred words.

So Shen Ci was perfunctory on the way back to Beijing.

In order to save time, I still write with both hands, so the fonts are different.

As a result, they forgot to give the gift and separated, and all of them were delivered to the queen at once.

awkward.

Shen Ci touched his nose.

"All right?"

Even Mu Lianya was shocked by Shen Ci's casualness.

"Then I will choose first."

Mu Lianya said unceremoniously.

"Your Majesty, I haven't even looked at it yet."

Of course Shen Yinchu couldn't let it go.

A birthday gift from Ah Ci!
She didn't even dare to think about it.

She originally thought that the knife was enough, but she didn't want to have any surprises.

Mu Lianya glanced at her, a little displeased.

But it's not surprising that Shen Yinchu has always been bold.

Mu Lianya handed the scroll to Qing Le, and said lightly.

"Take it to Xiang Shen."

So what if I show you, I still have to choose first!
There was a vague smile on the corner of Mu Lianya's mouth.

Shen Yinchu took over the two hundred longevity pictures from Qing Le's hand, his expression was rarely excited.

But in the eyes of outsiders, he can't tell much, and he still looks like a steady prime minister.

"Your Majesty, if I want this cursive, I ask your Majesty to complete it."

Facing the birthday gift given by Shen Ci, Shen Yinchu would never back down.

I directly chose the one that suits me better, and spoke frankly.

Unexpectedly, Mu Lianya on the dragon chair sneered.

"Coincidentally, I like that one too, Qing Le, bring it back for me, and leave the block letter one for Prime Minister Shen."

At the beginning of pondering:
This man is definitely taking revenge!

Shen Ci on the opposite side is very.
He looked at Mu Yuanxi with very confused eyes.

Isn't it just two hundred words, isn't it all the same?
Can they grab it too? !
(End of this chapter)