emperor cold concubine

Chapter 656 New Year's Eve ([-])
Everyone turned their eyes in one direction, looking at His Royal Highness Feng Wang who stood up slowly.

A white brocade robe embroidered with gold outlines the handsome and upright figure of His Royal Highness Feng Wang, who was once the most eye-catching in the imperial capital, and the silence that is now so reserved that one almost forgets his existence.

Leaving the seat with steady steps, and taking two steps forward, Cang Fengqi stood facing the direction of the chief seat, bent down and bowed his knees under the bewildered eyes of everyone, and made a respectful salute, with a low but sonorous voice Powerful, "Minister Cang Fengqi, on the occasion of this New Year's Eve, I wish the sage a long life without bounds, and also congratulate Your Majesty on the birth of a dragon son and a dragon daughter. I hereby offer a glass of water and wine to express my heart."

After finishing speaking, he stood up slowly, took the wine pot from the waiter's hand, walked up the steps step by step to the holy car, slowly tilted the wine pot slightly, first filled the wine glass in front of Cang Hao, and then He poured wine into his glass again.

Putting down the jug, holding up the wine glass with both hands, Cang Fengqi lowered his eyes, and said in a deep and respectful voice: "Your servant should do the work first."

After the voice fell, he raised his glass and drank it all. There was no disrespect in the gestures, showing extremely good upbringing and calm demeanor, as well as a tenacity unmatched by ordinary people.

There is no unwillingness, no resentment, and even a little bit of awkwardness and entanglement. It seems that everything has passed away.

For a heroic man who was most likely to inherit the throne, a future heir who had been acquiesced by the aristocrats of the imperial capital and all civil and military officials, after experiencing a catastrophe that turned everything upside down and everything changed, something happened in his heart. All the emotions seemed to have disappeared overnight.

Yue Xiao and Shu Tong watched this handsome and extraordinary man silently, and sighed silently in their hearts.

The entanglements that had existed between them can probably be wiped out with a smile after the death of Empress Murong.There will be a long time in the future, and they will work together at that time, no matter they are in the same place or far away from each other, what happened yesterday, I hope that in the future, no one will strip away these past grievances, and let the peaceful years once again set off waves .

Even though it was the son of Murong Qing's enemy, Yue Xiao looked at Cang Fengqi at this moment, but there was no hatred in his heart, instead he felt calm for no reason.

It's just that, in the current imperial capital, where the situation is completely different from the past, if this man wants to restore his past leisurely life, I'm afraid he still needs to overcome many psychological obstacles.

After all, Moli and Shuhe, as well as many young nobles and officials in the imperial capital, have been directly or indirectly persecuted by the Murong Ting brothers and sisters. Although the Murong family has been destroyed, Cang Fengqi, as the pardoned Empress Murong son, no one can be sure whether someone will transfer hatred to him in the future.

Thinking like this, Yue Xiao lowered his eyes slightly, and poured himself a glass of wine slowly, and laughed in a voice so low that only he and Shu Tong could hear: "There are so many people, each of us has a drink, and we take turns It will take at least half an hour, Tong, how about we have a drink first?"

Shu Tong glanced at him lightly, "Whether it is arranged according to the status or the order of the seats, it will not be too long when it is our turn."

Yue Xiao smiled slightly and said, "But, the closer you are to the last, the more likely you will be the one who wins in the end, isn't it?"

"Do you really think that someone can get the master drunk today?" Shu Tong pulled the corners of his lips disapprovingly, "You can think about it later, how to deal with the master's 'disposing at will' is the right way."

Yue Xiao smiled nonchalantly when he heard the words, and didn't speak any more.

On the main seat in front, Cang Hao calmly drank the wine offered by Cang Fengqi, not a single drop was left.

At that moment, no one knew what King Feng was thinking. Everyone could only see him bowing slightly, retreating respectfully to the seat, his eyes closed, and no emotion could be seen on his face.

Next, Shuhe and the excited Yunyang, Shishi, Chuhan, Moli, and Ziyu stepped forward to toast one by one. Yunxi didn't know how to drink, so she let it go. The Lord and the goddess doctor Teng Yin also raised their glasses high and drank the wine in their hands very boldly. They watched Cang Hao drink one cup after another without blinking, and drank eighteen cups in a row with the most elegant movements. Not a drop left.

Then, there are the three princes of the Luan family.

After drinking here, half an hour has passed, and Cang Hao has at least thirty cups of wine in his stomach.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw that their emperor's master, who was as refined as a fairy, was cold and noble, his complexion had not changed at all, and he still had a carefree and leisurely expression.

As for Xie Changting's row down, only Yue Xiao and Shu Tong were left without a toast.

"Yue Xiao, Shu Tong." Su Mo raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with great interest, "Are you planning to stay until the end and be the lucky ones to receive the reward?"

Being told what was on his mind, Yue Xiao's face was as calm as usual, but he smiled and shook his head, "Yue Xiao doesn't lack for anything, so he doesn't care about rewards or not."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and together with Shu Tong, walked forward respectfully, filled the wine for their master first, and then filled a glass for himself and Shu Tong.

"So far for the festival, Yue Xiao also wished the master the happiness of the prince and the princess, and a glass of thin wine. Let's do it first as a respect." After Wen Run's words, he raised his head and lowered his stomach with a glass of wine.

After Cang Hao glanced at him lightly, and finished drinking a glass of wine unhurriedly, Yue Xiao respectfully refilled another glass.

Shu Tong toasts, Cang Hao drinks accordingly.

The two bowed in salute and returned to their seats.

Su Mo looked around the hall, his eyes flicked from the left, and finally his eyes fixed on the row of seats on the right, and the corners of his lips twitched lightly, "Next, whose turn is it?"

Except for King Feng and Yixiu, Qi Lang and Ye Qing, those sitting on the right are mostly newly promoted officials. King Feng has already made a toast, so naturally it is Yixiu's turn to step forward.

However, looking at his master who was leaning on the back of the chair with a lazy and picturesque face, Yixiu really felt that he had no idea, and there was always a bad feeling fermenting in his heart.

Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Yixiu left the seat, hesitated for a moment with the flagon in his hand, and then walked forward slowly, as if completing a routine task, he copied all the movements that everyone had done.

However, the lines were slightly changed, "I wish the master blessings such as the East China Sea, a longevity longer than the Nanshan Mountains, eternal prosperity, prosperity in the world, and peace in the world..."

"The flattery is a bit too much." Su Moliang swished a comment, interrupting his unfinished sentence.

Yixiu laughed dryly, "It's respect for my subordinates to do first."

After all, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)