Notes of Lanxi Crossing

Chapter 32

His uncle said it was a dinner party, it was really a dinner party, the sun had already set, and the main character hadn't come yet.

Had they known this, they would not have come three or four hours earlier. Of course, the most miserable ones were those noble ladies. The effect of rouge and gouache makeup was not long enough. They sat here for a long time, oily and sweaty, carefully The makeup that was created has long been spent.

Even Liu Yunyao and Song Lanshu couldn't avoid such embarrassment. After going to the clean room to remove their makeup, they simply put on a light makeup.

I don't dare to get powdered all over my face anymore, it's really tossing.

During this period, Concubine Su brought the son of King Su who was only six or seven years old to come. Her face was a little embarrassed, her eyes were red, and the son of King Su who was holding her hand was still yelling and making troubles.

King Su's face became even more unsightly, he reprimanded them in a low voice, and asked the maid to lead them to their seats.

Qin Wang's family, who had been murmured by Lanxi before, also arrived, but Zhan Chen was not among the four people who came.

The tall and handsome man inside should be King Qin. He looks really good. Although the princess is as beautiful as ever, she has become thinner visible to the naked eye, and she looks sickly.

Standing on the other side of King Qin was a beautiful woman with a face like a peach blossom. The slightly haggard princess was set off like this, and her three-point sickness became eight-point.

Lan Xi was a little worried for her. The palace couldn't afford to hire a medical officer. Why didn't the princess' health improve?

Moreover, who is the little boy that the princess is holding in her hand?The bastard?

Why didn't Zhan Chen come?
It seems that Zhan Chen's injury is not as simple as the butler Shun said!
Lan Xi had too many doubts in her heart, but Qin Wang's family was surrounded by people as soon as they appeared, so she couldn't go over to talk to the princess now.

After another quarter of an hour, there seemed to be some tacit understanding in the audience. No one gathered together to discuss, and everyone sat back in their original positions with dignified manners.

Finally, the protagonist of this banquet came.

First, a row of eunuchs and court ladies cleared the way, and an eunuch with a fly whisk entered the hall first, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty is here!"

After the eunuch finished speaking, he swayed his whisk and retreated to the side of the road, bowing to make way.

After a short breath, a handsome man dressed in a bright yellow embroidered gold silk dragon robe, a purple gold crown with hair tied on his head, thick eyebrows and deep eyes, and imposing manner stepped into the hall.

This is the emperor Zhan Heng.

Everyone got up and saluted one after another, shouting long live.

Lan Xi followed and lay down on the ground, secretly looking at the people coming.

Except for the emperor who walked in the front, he was accompanied by the empress and imperial concubine on both sides, followed by the prince who was also wearing a golden gown, and behind him were several younger princes and daughters.

Today the queen is wearing a red embroidered golden peony robe, which is decorated with countless pearls of various sizes. In the center of her hair is a golden phoenix with a pearl in its mouth. She is full of majesty when she moves. .

The imperial concubine on the other side is holding a jade-faced fan, wearing a light purple wide-sleeved pleated skirt, lined with a smoke powder butterfly tube top, wearing a light blue veil, black silk, and a jade hairpin inserted obliquely. She is tender and charming, her eyes contain spring water, and her frown and smile touch people's hearts and souls.

After several people crowded around and sat down, the emperor glanced at them, and told them not to be too polite, so they got up and went back to their seats.

What a grand!

Lan Jiu raised her eyebrows at Lan Xi. Young people like him like this kind of majestic and domineering scenes the most. It would be even better if the person being respected and admired is himself.

Lan Xi pursed her lips and suppressed a smile. Her third brother usually looked out of tune, but he was actually very orderly in his dealings with others, but looking at him today, he was still a young boy after all.

"When you become a general in the future, you will be so majestic!"

Lan Xi opened her mouth and wished her third brother silently. Lan Jiu smiled happily and gave her a thumbs up, imitating his lip language.

"You still have eyes!"

The emperor's seat was too far away from them, and he couldn't hear what he said clearly, so he raised his glass to everyone.

The few ministers at the front bowed their hands flatteringly, and those sitting in the back also reacted and toasted together.

Lan Xi watched Song Qinnian follow the crowd, this behavior similar to following the crowd made her feel a little uncomfortable.

His father has been doing well in the past two years, but in the end he could only take them so far. If it was a few years ago, they might not even be qualified to sit under the eaves.

The ancient imperial power...

Lan Xi looked at the Leng Zhi who was not allowed to eat before at the table, but could not eat now, and sighed lowly.

After drinking for three rounds, the banquet finally got to the point.

gift!

It seemed that the queen said something, and asked a little maid to come in holding a tray. The emperor patted her hand and replied a few words. The queen sat back with a smile, and then the prince got up and came to salute in front of the emperor.

Lan Xi looked anxiously with his head raised.

This is the disadvantage of sitting at the back, she can only vaguely see what happened in front of the uneven.

Lanxi was very curious, but everyone in the place where the incident happened was not in a good mood at this time.

The prince had knelt for more than a dozen breaths, but His Majesty hadn't let him get up. Those present who noticed this felt uneasy.

The emperor, did he really dislike the prince?

Kneeling on the ground, Zhanxi anxiously waited for his father's response, as if waiting for his unknown fate shrouded in thick fog.

He felt that he was being scrutinized wantonly by everyone's eyes. As a prince, he lost all face in front of so many courtiers.

He went into the mountains to hunt the wolf with his own hands, took off its best hair, and spent several days and nights grinding the ivory into a pen holder with his own hands. From the beginning to the end, he never gave his hands to others.

He worked so hard to make this wolf hair brush, just to please him, why is his father dissatisfied with it?

Is he dissatisfied with the pen, or is he dissatisfied with his son!
Father, did you do this to me on purpose?
Zhanxi lowered his head, not wanting others to see the distressed expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, as a show of filial piety, Xi'er made this Langhao brush with her own hands. Isn't this just a good replacement for the worn out one in your hand?"

The queen came out to smooth things over for her son. I don't know how he offended the emperor.

"That's right, my pen is used up all day long to criticize Chao Gang. Now I have a new pen, which can come in handy."

The emperor made a faint sound, finally willing to reveal the past, but the voice could not be heard of joy or anger, on the contrary, it had a lot of meaning.

He knew that the prince didn't have such intentions, but he just used this to beat the group of gods and ghosts behind him.

The emperor casually picked up the brush made of ivory, but looked straight at the few ministers behind the prince.

"Prince, it's not time to change my pen. When it really doesn't work, it won't be too late to get a new one. You don't have to be too impatient."

As soon as these words came out, no one could understand the meaning, and everyone on the field broke out in cold sweat.

Zhan Xi, who was lying on the ground, twitched his eyelids, and his whole body was stiff. He didn't mean that at all, and his father misunderstood him.

　It feels like my heroine is struggling every day on the front line of eating melons...

　　Ha ha! !
　　I feel like the next chapter is going to be blocked!

　　I really didn't mean it, I wrote it, that's it...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)