emperor cold concubine

Chapter 563: Demons Dance in Flurry ([-])
Except for Su Mo who they saw in the evening, the three people who walked into the hall did not know the other two men, but the people who could make King Yun, King Yue and the cabinet scholar kneel down and salute at the same time, besides the emperor, could have who?
The four women on the opposite table also came back to their senses at this time, stood up in a neat manner, and bowed their knees to salute: "My respects to the emperor, long live long live long live."

Cang Hao glanced lightly at the people in front of him, strolled past them, and sat down on the main seat.

Shu He followed closely behind him.

Sikong Luo lowered his head, but couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

Just now, after a hasty glance, he has already seen the peerless face of the new emperor, as well as the cold and picturesque eyebrows and eyes that look like ice and snow...

Su Mo stared at the four people who were still dancing drunkenly, and probably had no reason left, and said lightly: "Yue Xiao, you and Yixiu are sitting here, watching Yunyang drink happily. carefree?"

If Yue Xiao knew that Su Mo would come back to Zhongcui Palace, and that his master would also come, he definitely wouldn't watch Yunyang get drunk and not stop him.

"The tempers of these three women seem to suit Yunyang's taste." Yue Xiao said with a smile, "It's rare to have a confidant in life, and Yunyang has made three friends at once. Xiao feels that she can let her Have fun once, so there is no hindrance."

Yixiu smiled and said, "If I had known that the master would come, Her Royal Highness probably wouldn't drink so much."

"Isn't that so." Fourteen nodded in agreement, "Yunyang thought Brother Nine's chess game with the prime minister would not end until dawn at least, so he planned to spend the night with these girls..."

"A night of indulgence?" Shu He curled his lips, watching the four women in the hall twisting their waists and swaying their hips, staggering their feet, hugging the wine jar and bumping into each other, humming an unknown song inarticulately, The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, "The demons are dancing..."

What kind of dance is this?

Why not just use this word to name it, and call it Luanwu of Demons.

Such a description is not an exaggeration at all.

Su Mo didn't ask any more questions, and approached the four ignorant and "indulgent" women, and clearly heard Yunyang's intermittent crooning from his throat, "Singing about wine, life ... How many, how much? For example... the morning dew, the past days have been bitter..."

The woman in the yellow shirt who was next to her also had drunken eyes and messy dance steps. Hearing her feast, she immediately answered: "Say, that's really good...that's really good..."

very nice?

Su Mo really didn't know what was good, she turned her head to look at Chaoyue Xiao and said, "Order to prepare hangover soup."

Yue Xiao knew from the bottom of her heart that Cang Hao and Su Mo didn't come here on the spur of the moment, ordering people to prepare hangover soup instead of sending Yunyang and the ladies to rest directly, there should be important things to do, so she respectfully agreed Said: "Yes."

Let it go, get up and walk out of the hall.

Su Mo ignored the four people who were still dancing in the hall unconsciously, his eyes glanced at He and Fang, and he glanced at Sikong Luo and Li Anran, "You two, why haven't you gone back yet?"

"Because today is a special day, tonight we will be on duty overnight at the palace gate." Sikong Luo's face remained unchanged, and he replied calmly, "So, I don't worry."

Su Mo raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, and said lightly, "What I'm asking is, why haven't you left yet? Can't you understand the meaning of what I'm saying?"

Sikong Luo naturally understood.

However, can he answer truthfully that he just wants to wait here for the mysterious emperor to come so that he can see his face?
If he answered in this way, he would probably be dragged out in the next moment, and he would be slashed with a knife.

Sikong Luo's attitude became more and more respectful: "It's rare for the palace to be lively, and I want to stay a little longer."

Su Mo looked at him silently for a while, not knowing whether she would accept such an explanation, but after a while, her eyes turned slightly, and she said lightly: "Li Anran, what about you?"

"I see that Her Royal Highness is enjoying herself, so—"

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted, "Whose subject are you?"

Li Anran was taken aback for a moment.

"Yixiu." Su Mo said lightly, "Does he have an official title?"

Yixiu replied: "The last master, he did not serve as an official in the court."

Only then did Li Anran understand, his face froze.

"It's getting late, Mr. Li should go home." After Su Mo finished speaking lightly, he stopped looking at him and shifted his eyes again.

Without waiting for Su Mo to speak, Mr. He said: "Caomin is waiting for my cousin."

Su Mo raised her eyebrows, "Who is your cousin?"

Mr. He pointed to the little girls who were drunk together in the hall, "The one in the goose yellow dress."

Su Mo nodded, and glanced at the last person. Fang Yuanfan, the son of the surname Fang, replied consciously: "The grass people see that the sixteenth princess is not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted. She won't put on the airs of a princess, so she has a good feeling for her--"

That's why I wanted to stay for a while, and didn't want to leave so early, it was just an occasional indulgence among young people.It's just that his words are destined to be too late to finish——

"Mr. Fang." A voice interrupted suddenly, cutting off Fang Yuanfan's next words.

Fang Yuanfan and Su Mo looked at Li Anran, who had a slightly anxious voice at the same time, Fang Yuanfan showed doubts, "What is Mr. Li calling me for?"

Li Anran said with a serious expression: "With your appearance and identity, you are not worthy of Princess Sixteen at all."

Fang Yuanfan was stunned.

Su Mo's eyes turned cold, "Li Anran, what do you mean by that?"

Fang Yuanfan was also puzzled, isn't he worthy of Princess Sixteen?

Where did this come from?

Could it be that if you stay here to attend the banquet held by Her Royal Highness the Princess, is there still a question of whether you deserve it or not?
If you don't have enough status or good appearance, you don't have the right to stay here?

What Li Anran wanted to express...is that what he meant?
Or, is he misunderstood?

Yixiu, Shisi, Sikongluo, and even Shuhe who was standing beside Canghao, their eyes fell on Li Anran, surnamed Li, who claimed to be the distant nephew of the king, at the same time, with different eyes and strange expressions.

Su Mo put his arms around his chest and said indifferently: "Then who do you think is worthy of the princess?"

"I'm not talented. Although my status and status are not as good as the princess's, I am willing to swear that loving the princess for the rest of my life is like my own life..." Li Anran raised his eyes slightly, revealing a little pride in his eyes, and said to Su Mo, "... Caomin is right Her Royal Highness fell in love with her at first sight, and hoped that Her Royal Highness, the Queen Regent, would agree to marry Princess Sixteen to Caomin."

Although it was a pleading tone, but the arrogant and arrogant tone that was very similar to someone, it seemed that he had already regarded himself as the best candidate for the son-in-law.

After saying such words, Fang Yuanfan was stunned for a long time before he realized what he meant by whether he was worthy or not.

However, when did he express his intentions for the princess without his knowledge?
It seems that there is no, right?
(End of this chapter)