Ling Mulao smiled gently: "Xue Fei, why don't you move?"

"I have been suffering from internal heat recently, and the imperial physician has advised me to avoid hot foods such as ginger."

After hearing her explanation, Ling Mulao did not answer, but raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled behind him.

"Since the prince is here, why hasn't he shown up yet?"

Everyone was startled when they saw Nangong Yi arriving among the flowers elegantly in a blue robe.

"Your Majesty, good luck."

"Slave, please see the prince."

Everyone knelt on the ground, but Ling Mulao sat with his legs crossed and an unfathomable smile.

As expected, Nangong Yi is here!

She didn't play gongs or drums at today's banquet, but the killer's intuition was sharp and he knew that Nangong Yi had secretly arranged someone to monitor her.

Therefore, as long as she takes action, he will definitely appear.

Facing Ling Mulao's provocative gaze, Nangong Yi stood leisurely, cold and indifferent, with a light smile on his lips.

He just stood like that, as if he had no emotion at all, only his half-narrowed eyes revealed a light that was as cold as the bones.

What an amazing hearing. He was so good at lightness skills, but this woman could easily detect him.

"Get up," Nangong Yi raised his hand and looked away from Ling Mulao: "I am coming back from the court. I heard that it is very lively here, so I can't help but be curious and come over to take a look."

Ling Mulao felt funny in her heart. This high-sounding reason could fool others but not her.

Everyone stood up. Concubine Han supported Ding Xiang and stepped forward with a smile. Unexpectedly, Concubine Xue behind her took the lead and already took Nangong Yi's arm.

"Your Majesty, you are back," he said with his eyes turning, the tasseled agate hairpin on his temples swaying: "My father sent me some deer antlers, and I made soup specially for the prince~"

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to leave.

"Your Majesty," Ling Mulao interrupted Xue Fei's words, her eyes curled into crescent moons: "Now that Your Majesty is here, it is such an honor for you, how about you try the pastries I made with my own hands."

Her smile is as beautiful as a flower, just like the enchanting roses blooming in the spring light of March, shockingly beautiful but covered with sharp thorns all over her body.

Nangong Yi's eyes were calm, but his heartbeat skipped a beat: "It is naturally my blessing to be able to taste the princess's craftsmanship."

Picking up the pastry on the table, he put it into his mouth without any hesitation.

He wanted to see what this woman was selling in her gourd, and how she could mobilize troops and people like this.

"Your Majesty~"

Xue Fei was shocked and hit the jade chopsticks with one hand. The wife cake drew a beautiful arc in the air and rolled down on the bluestone steps.

"Xue Fei, you..."

As soon as Concubine Han drank, she saw Nangong Yi smiling and saying nothing, so she didn't dare to say anything.

"My lord, please forgive me. I accidentally fell down."

Although Concubine Xue was panicked, she still tried her best to come up with a reason.

"It doesn't matter, I make more pastries, blue and white, and serve some more."

The corner of Ling Mulao's lips curled up, and Qinghua immediately took some pastries from the food box and carefully put them on the plate.

"Your Majesty, please~"

Ling Mulao politely made a gesture of invitation, and Nangong Yi also cooperated and took another piece.

At this moment, Xue Fei's face was pale, she was frightened and stunned. She was already at a loss. Without thinking, she pushed her and created another beautiful arc.

"Xue Fei, what are you doing?"

Nangong Yi frowned slightly, and there was a chill in his warm voice.

"I......"

Concubine Xue was panic-stricken, her eyes already sparkling with tears, and she was about to tell the truth.

With a "pop" sound, Biyu's whole body trembled, and his head banged with a "pop bang~" sound. After a while, blood stains were left on the bluestone.
Chapter completed!