Chapter 772: I slept at you yesterday?

"The elders gave the dragon and phoenix bracelets, and they recognized the pro." Feng Qingbai took out the jade bracelet and put it on Liu Yusheng's wrist. Jade dish, ever since, you, like me, are all royals. "

"Ah, Uncle Huang, I'm here. There is no need to make a memorial. When I look back, I will order someone to engrave the Emperor's name."

"Ceremony must not be abolished, follow the rules." Feng Qingbai said indifferently.

He hadn't been arrogant enough to ignore the royal ancestors, though, he did not pay attention to those ancestors.

Otherwise, it would not have killed so many brothers and sisters.

Looking back at the quiet Yang Xin Dian, Feng Qingbai took the woman and slowly walked towards the Royal Garden.

"Are we not going back?"

"A rare trip to the palace takes you to the Royal Garden. Although the spring is not warm in the capital, there are flowers in the Royal Garden."

Feng Moyu didn't say a word, and walked around the two with little hands like an adult.

Even if Feng Qingbai slanted him several times, he would not leave.

Going back to the Gande Temple is also left alone, it is better to spend a stroll around the garden with Huangshu Huangyi.

Anyway, if he doesn't leave, the uncle Huang won't rush out.

"The last time the emperor came here was a year ago. In November, there was nothing to see in the cold winter. Going to the lotus pond today, you can see the melting snow, which is also pretty good. The Royal Garden also has winter seasonal flowers Species, which happens to bloom in February. They are all beautiful. "

"Rongxue?" Liu Yusheng turned his head.

"It's the ice layer in the lotus pond that slowly melts, floating on the lake. When the lake wind blows, the small ice cubes will gather together or be scattered." Feng Mozhen explained patiently, " Those in the harem like to watch this. "

In fact, in his opinion, he didn't feel good-looking, but those women in the harem liked it, and the emperor was a woman, and he should like it too.

The Royal Garden is the favorite place for concubines in the harem. It is cleaned everywhere, and the garden is also an evergreen shrub. In this season, you can see a lush green, which makes people feel comfortable.

Along the way, many housewives could be met, and some people greeted me.

Because of these people, the emperor spread the news about the Nanling King and the princess, and soon the quiet royal garden became lively.

It was all concubines who heard the news.

When Liu Yusheng followed Feng Qingbai's walk to the lotus pond, a group of Yingyingyanyan came over.

"I'm looking for you, you can play with them." Glancing over there, Feng Qingbai led the woman in the other direction.

Leaving Feng Moyu ordered to play, his forehead was blackened.

Everyone in the world envied the emperor to have the third house and the sixth house, to be able to hold left and right. Actually, what's so good about having more women?

Run every day to come and quarrel constantly, either fighting for this or that.

"emperor……"

"No place to stay for you? All of you have to go to the Royal Garden to make fun? All of them are rolled back!" Looking at these people with cold eyes, Feng Moyan talked colder than his face.

The smiles on the concubines were frozen.

"Emperor," the leading woman nibbled her lips slightly, timidly, "The emperor said yesterday that the companion paid tribute to the garden son, did he forget it?"

"Yesterday?" Feng Moyan frowned, wondering, "Yesterday Ernie slept at you? What's your name?"

The concubine's face was pale immediately.

The group of people behind her bowed their heads, covering the gloating eyes.

Yesterday, the emperor recruited Chen Ye to sleep, and after Chen Ye came back, she showed off secretly.

It turned out that the emperor did not even remember who she was.

What once won the emperor's blue eyes, Yulu Chengen, was pure gold on his face.

Feng Moyu passed these people and walked to Gande Hall.

Not looking back.

He didn't care as to what those people would fight.

In this scene, Feng Qingbai and Liu Yusheng who are not far away are actually watching.

Liu Yusheng began to know that a young boy like a child who had not yet grown up in front of her would have been so cold when facing others.

"Is the emperor so ruthless?" Liu Yusheng sighed, walking slowly along the path of white marble.

Feng Qingbai was silent for a moment and said, "Being an emperor, you only need to weigh."

It is in the best interest of the emperor to balance the forces of the parties and allow the parties in the court to check and balance each other.

As for the women in the harem, the emperor said that it was only a tool to consolidate the power and inherit the line.

The emperor does not need to be affectionate.

Liu Yusheng understood the meaning behind him and sighed softly.

In her opinion, the emperor was more like a tool.

Tools for governing the country.

You cannot have your own preferences and emotions.

Everything you say and everything you do needs to be measured first.

Xiaofenger stayed in that position, even though the scenery was endless, but he might have spent his whole life, there was no way he could do what he really liked to do without hesitation.

On the evening of the same day, the Royal Palace once again hosted a banquet, inviting all countries to come to congratulate the envoys as a thank you for coming from afar.

Feng Qingbai and Liu Yusheng must attend.

People came all the way to congratulate the ceremony, but not to leave for the sake of leaving a gift.

People-to-people exchanges and the intersection between nations require the joint efforts of both parties to maintain them.

It was the first time Liu Yusheng had attended such a banquet. The scale was already called a state banquet, and even the Queen Mother was invited out.

Ministers of the Middle East and North Korea, such as the cabinet veteran and General Qin Xiao, are also among the banquets.

The scene was grand.

At that time, Liu Yusheng saw Duan Ting and was still in a wheelchair.

While the envoys toasted and talked to each other, Duan Ting turned to his seat in a wheelchair and held a glass of wine and laughed at Liu Yusheng. "Prince, my king is here. Congratulations on your wedding with Nanling King."

Feng Qingbai took the wine glass in the woman's hand and drank it up. "You have congratulated yesterday, but thank you very much."

"I just want to toast a glass of wine." Duan Ting's face was a little wooded.

As for being stingy?

Liu Yusheng smiled and looked at his car. "Don't you plan to sit up like this forever?"

"Why don't you get up, just wait for the right time," Duan Ting squeezed into their seats, and Da La La sat at the table with them, just three of them. "If I get up now, I will die very quickly."

Disabled, others will be much less apprehensive, but the disabled will stand up, then those who do not put him in his eyes will be the enemy.

Isn't this to blame yourself?

There are shortcuts, why go around a long way to trouble yourself.

"Bei Canghuang is still looking for the killer?" Feng Qingbai asked lightly.

After hearing the words, Duan Ting whispered, and the corner of his mouth climbed up and taunted, "Isn't it? He died of an eighth son, as if his enemies are all over the world. The number of people affected by this incident is unknown. I have already died two Brothers and feet. The lives of the other sons are in his eyes and worthless. "

(End of this chapter)

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