The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 16
next day
—Golden Palace—

Smoke curled up from the golden cauldron and the purple stove, and the soothing sandalwood scent permeated the entire palace.

On the dragon throne carved in pure gold, Beiminglin sits on top, and beside her is Concubine Youfu of Xinna.

That person's face is like a flower, even a flower loses some of its color when compared to a flower, and his youthful face is indeed a little more immature than Mo Qi, little fresh meat!
But he is indeed beautiful and elegant, and he is very worthy of the title of "Concubine Youfu".

There were also envoys from various countries sitting in the hall, and the closest seat to Bei Minglin was Bei Mingyuan.

This banquet is just to cleanse the envoys who came to congratulate them!

Bei Minglin raised her beautiful eyebrows, raised her glass heroically and said: "I am very glad that you all came from afar to celebrate the birthday of my princess and the grand ceremony."

Everyone toasted: "Your Majesty is serious."

"Do it!" Bei Minglin raised his head and drank the glass of wine.

Naturally, everyone didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly drank the wine in the glass.

Afterwards, the envoys of Xihuang stood up, and the leader was the Sixth Prince of Xihuang. The man was dressed in black brocade robes and jade belts. His clothes revealed a calm temperament, and his contours were cut like knives. His indifferent eyes never softened, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said in a cool tone: "This king represents Xihuang to congratulate Beifeng Kingdom, and the congratulatory gift will be presented in person at the grand ceremony tomorrow."

"Thank you, Sixth Prince of Xihuang, I am very happy to have you here." Beiming Lindang even accepted the polite words of the Sixth Prince.

Taking a few more glances at this handsome man from the corner of her eye, she suddenly felt that it was not bad that such a man had such a masculine temperament.

When the sixth prince heard such words, he just bent down and clasped his fists, then sat down and said nothing.

The envoy of Nanyun, Prince Zixi stood up to congratulate on behalf of the entire Nanyun Kingdom.

Zixi is the eleventh princess of Nanyun, titled Zixi, and she is fifteen years old.Today, I came to congratulate with High Priest Nanyun.

"Zixi has seen Her Majesty the Queen of Beifeng." A rather gentle voice sounded in the hall.

"Prince Zixi is free." Bei Minglin answered.

Zixi clapped his hands, and the male slave behind him was holding a fir box, Zixi smiled and said: "Nanyun sent the Yunfeng sword to the eldest princess to celebrate her birthday, this sword is matched with the first emperor's literary talents, but it does not lose its true colors .”

"Thank you, His Majesty Nanyun, for your kindness." Beiming Yuyuan stood up with good timing, and after speaking, a maid took the sword away.

Congratulations from the other two countries...

Everyone glanced in the direction of Dong Lie's envoy a few times to see that Bei Minglin's face remained unchanged and he didn't say a word, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Quietly, a few dancers in the center of the hall danced to clear the shadows, and Jin Zun brought wine to taste the delicacies of the palace compound, which is a special scene.

—Fengxia Palace—

The white tent was as ethereal as a cloud, and a man was half pillowed on a couch for the concubine, with his skirts slightly open, holding a jug in his knuckled hands, drinking wantonly.

The transparent wine flowed from the corner of the mouth to the chest, and the white and flawless skin was stained by the wine, forming an invisible sense of doubt.

The purple-robed man standing in front of the imperial concubine's bed snatched the jug, frowned and said, "Oh! Mo Qi, have you had enough?"

"Mo Yan? Why are you here?" Mo Qi looked up at him in surprise.

"I'm not here to watch you degenerate and torture yourself like this? Are you worth it for a woman?" Mo Yan threw the flagon viciously, and sat down next to the stool next to him.

"This time I came as an envoy, along with Xiaoxuan."

"Xuan'er is here too?" Mo Qi was taken aback for a moment, then sat up from the couch, gathered up her clothes, and said with a smile: "I heard that you and Xuan'er have retired from the court? Why did you come here as a minister again this time?" gone?"

"You still have the nerve to say that since you came to this North Peak, you haven't returned to Donglie for more than [-] years. No, taking this opportunity, Xiaoxuan said that she must see you, the third brother, before giving up." Mo Yan rolled his eyes at Mo Qi, the tone of his mouth was very disgusting, but his eyes could see that he missed Mo Qi, a good brother, very much.

"Heh..." Mo Qi couldn't help laughing, she straightened her mind and asked, "Second brother, is your family okay?"

Mo Yan fixed his eyes, and said briskly: "The Mo family is doing well, but everyone misses you a lot."

Mo Qi fell silent, drooping her eyelashes, unable to see her emotions clearly.

Seeing him like this, Mo Yan didn't know where to start to say comforting words for a while.

When everything was silent, a cheerful voice came in from outside the door, calling out: "Husband, third brother."

Followed by the sound, the woman was wearing a long purple tulle dress. Under the high hair ornament was a delicate and charming face. Her gestures revealed a kind of elegance and softness. This person was exactly what they called Xuan'er. Xuan.

Mo Yan stretched out his hand and pulled Renlou into his arms, and said dotingly: "Xiaoxuan, why did you come in? Didn't you attend the banquet at the Golden Luan Hall?"

Pei Xuan didn't reply, but stuck out the tip of her tongue and smiled back.

And a young man came in behind her, with eyes clearer than spring water, he bent down and clasped his fists at Mo Yan and shouted, "Master."

Mo Yan looked up, his face darkened, and he said, "Qing Jue? Are you also messing around with your teacher and leaving the table without authorization?"

Pei Xuan quickly put on a straight face, straightened her back and replied: "I asked Xiaojue to come out with me, if you want, blame me and not him."

"You..." Mo Yan sighed helplessly, how could he blame her?

Mo Qi covered her lips and smiled: "Okay, Your Majesty won't say anything, Xuan'er, you are still so naughty, you haven't changed at all."

"Third brother, you haven't changed, you are still as gentle and elegant." After Pei Xuan replied, she turned her head and pulled Feng Qingjue forward, "Jueer, this is your uncle."

"Qing Jue has met Master Uncle." This etiquette is respectful and the rules are in place.

Mo Qi's thin lips moved slightly, and said: "You are Feng Qingjue? But Dong Lie is the son of Fengqiu, the son of Fengqingjue?"

"Exactly." Feng Qingjue nodded in agreement, and then asked with a smile: "Master uncle knows my father?"

"I've heard it a little bit." Mo Qi shook his head, and the word side by side king was also something he had sealed after he left Dong Lie, but he had never met this person.

Outside the door, as soon as Beiming Shaoxiao stepped into the hall, he heard someone talking to his father inside, so he felt curious for a while and listened for a while.

Xiaozao and Yu Miaofeng stood behind her, both of them frowned slightly.

I don't know what His Highness thinks?He didn't leave suddenly, and even eavesdropped.

He rushed to the palace early in the morning instead of going to the scholar's mansion, and he didn't know what information he sent back by telegram last night.

Pei Xuan's voice sounded from inside, saying: "Third brother, when will you be free to go back to Mo's house to see your parents?"

……

Beiming outside the door was startled with a small smile, then turned his head and asked Miaofeng softly, "Which country is my father from?"

Miaofeng had nothing to hide, and replied truthfully: "Dong Lie, the imperial husband is the third son of Marshal Dong Liemo."

"Is that so?" So, my dad is still a respectable second-generation official?Running to the Nvzun Kingdom for love to become the emperor's husband?She just can't understand the infatuated people in this world.

Last night, Dian told himself that a distinguished guest would come to see Daddy today, maybe Daddy would be in a good mood, but there was still nothing about Concubine Youfu.

Then he stroked his smooth chin, thinking that his father and mother didn't know what was going on these days, if...

"Hey! Got it." She had an idea, and an idea came to her mind.

"What's there?" Xiaozao asked in confusion.

Before Miaofeng and Xiaozao could react, Beiming Shaoxiao had already jumped in.

While jumping up and down, he said: "Daddy will go back to Donglie and Mo's house in a few days."

All three people in the hall turned their heads and looked at her.

Mo Qi quickly showed a doting fatherly face, reached out to hold Beiming Shaoxiao's little hand, stroked her soft black hair, and said, "Xiaoxiao, why are you here?"

Xiaozao and Miaofeng also hurriedly followed in, clasped their fists in salute, and said in unison: "My subordinates will see the emperor."

"Exemption."

Miaofeng raised her eyes, was stunned for a moment, and said in a rather nostalgic tone: "This subordinate has seen the second son and second wife."

"Miaofeng? I didn't expect to see you girl again." Pei Xuan laughed, took Miaofeng's hand, and joked: "Is there a marriage now?"

Being asked such a question, Miaofeng's cheeks flushed, and she said: "Second Madam..."

"Haha..." Pei Xuan laughed, this girl was still shy.

Mo Qi pushed Beiming Shaoxiao forward, pointed at Mo Yan and said, "Xiaoxiao, this is the second aunt next to your second uncle."

Beiming looked at the two with a little smile, and they were really a talented couple, so he immediately smiled cutely, and shouted kindly: "I have seen the second uncle and the second aunt."

Mo Yan looked at the beautiful little girl in front of him, his face froze, and he said with fake anger: "This...good boy, when did you give birth and didn't tell me?"

Pei Xuan also joined in, touched Beiming Shaoxiao's face, and said: "Birth of the third brother? Tsk, he looks a bit like the third brother. In the future, she may be a beautiful woman who will overwhelm the country and the city. What is her name? How old is she? "

Beiming Shaoxiao's heart hurts, who can tell her?Why does this second uncle and second aunt look at him like they are looking at aliens?Didn't daddy tell them about his existence?

"Second Aunt, my name is Beiming Shaoxiao, and I just turned ten this year."

Miaofeng smiled sweetly, stepped forward and added: "His Royal Highness is ranked second, titled Young King."

Pei Xuan was taken aback, and glanced at Beiming Shaoxiao meaningfully. This child is titled "Young King?" It seems that Beiminglin is very fond of the third brother!Hmph, it's not in vain to let the third brother abandon his family and country for her for so many years.

Beiming Shaoxiao raised his eyes and glanced away, and then he saw Feng Qingjue, pointed at him immediately, and said in surprise, "Huh? Why is it you?"

Feng Qingjue didn't show much surprise on his face, he smiled calmly and said "What a coincidence." Then he didn't say anything more.

"You...know each other?" Mo Yan let go of Mo Qi's hand, and when he heard what the two children said, he turned his head and asked.

"Master, it's like this. Today, I was in a hurry to go out at the gate of Yunfeng Pavilion, and accidentally bumped into Princess Laughing." Feng Qingjue said without hesitation.

Beiming Shaoxiao naturally also raised his eyebrows and smiled, and cast a rather strange look at Feng Qingjue, thinking to himself, this young man called Erbo his master, so what is he who was called 'His Royal Highness' by the servant last time? What about identity?Prince or prince?
While thinking, Mo Yan's voice interrupted Beiming Shaoxiao's thoughts.

"Is that so? Then you have to apologize to Xiao'er, as the son of the world, if you are too frizzy, you will lose your status as the son of the son."

Bei Mingshao smiled, what did she hear just now?persimmon?coconut?persimmon?lion?Shi Ziye... Oh!Prince!In ancient times, it seemed to be the son of the prince.

But Feng Qingjue didn't say much, and replied obediently: "What Master taught, Qingjue will keep it in mind."

"Well, that's decent." Mo Yan nodded in satisfaction, taking in two apprentices, Feng Qingjue was the one who satisfied him the most. He was extremely intelligent and talented since he was a child, not to mention proper etiquette. Know to change.

While everyone was chatting and laughing happily, word came in from outside.

"This subordinate asks to see the imperial husband."

Mo Qi restrained her smile, and replied flatly: "Come in."

A female guard stepped into the hall, walked up to the crowd, and saluted: "My subordinates see the emperor's husband, and see the second emperor's highness."

"Waili, what's the matter?" Mo Qi didn't waste much time, and got straight to the point.

The maid glanced at Bei Ming and smiled slightly, and replied: "Your Majesty ordered me to invite the second princess to the Golden Palace."

"The queen mother is looking for me? What's the matter?" Beiming Shaoxiao raised his eyes to look at the female guard, and asked suspiciously.

I thought this person was looking for his father?Why did you ask to see your father, but in the end you were looking for yourself?The thinking mode of the ancients cannot be fooled by superficial phenomena.

"If you go back to His Highness, the subordinates don't know. You will know when you go." The female guard replied.

Bei Mingshao smiled and let out his eyes, helplessly pursed his mouth, and raised his forehead: "OK, OK, let's go!"

Looking back, she turned around, bowed to everyone in Moqi, and said with a blink of an eye, "Daddy, I'll go first. I'm sorry, everyone. I'll come back to play with you." He waved his hand, and left happily with Miaofeng Xiaozao.

all of a sudden
"Haha..." Mo Yan saw Bei Ming seldom laughing like this, but raised his head and laughed, patted Mo Qi on the shoulder, and teased: "You really raised this? It's really a different personality from your boring gourd." .”

"That's right! It doesn't look like the third brother at all. Fortunately, the looks are a bit similar, otherwise I would doubt that the third brother was born." Pei Xuan also echoed a few words.

Mo Qi was speechless, just looked at the two of them with a faint smile.

Feng Qingjue looked at the doorway where Beiming Shaoxiao left, and was dazed for a while, then turned to them and said: "Master, Qingjue has been away from the table for a long time, so he should go and have a look, so as not to be impolite."

Mo Yan nodded: "Well, let's go!"

Watching Feng Qingjue leave, Pei Xuan smiled meaningfully.

　Because I don’t have time, my update may have to be delayed until mid-June, thank you some readers for your understanding, okay!

　　
　
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