The envoy from Qiu Di Kingdom would arrive so early tonight, which no one present had expected.
Looking at Concubine Xie's livid face at that moment, and then looking at the two figures with smiles on their faces at the door, the ministers immediately lowered their heads one after another.
They didn't see it, they didn't hear it, they didn't know anything.
However, Prince Qiu Di was not a person who made people worry. He smiled and said hello to everyone he passed, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he was coming.
When he came to Zhang Qingjiu, he went out of his way to say hello a few times. He was a familiar person.
After they finished greeting each other and leisurely returned to the envoys' seats and sat down, the ministers couldn't help but twitch their lips.
There were more than a hundred people in the hall, and the eldest prince was able to greet them one by one. Even the maids and eunuchs did not forget to give them a smile, but they turned a blind eye to the dazzling Concubine Xie.
All the ministers thought to themselves that the eldest prince was really powerful and bold!
Unexpectedly, the person who had already sat down suddenly stood up again and patted his head, "Ah... I missed one. Is this the imperial concubine? I'm sorry, please say hello to the imperial concubine."
The scene seemed to be silent for a moment.
"puff--"
After all, a minister couldn't hold it back, and the tea he had just put in his mouth spurted out.
Concubine Xie's face turned from green to white, then from white to red. Finally, she glared at Zhang Qingjiu fiercely, turned around and walked away.
Looking at Concubine Xie's back, all the ministers unanimously cast their "caring" eyes on the minister who had just sprayed tea, and their faces turned red from holding back.
It's not really harmful, but it's extremely insulting.
They know they shouldn't laugh, but... what should they do if they can't help it?
As a result, Feng Qidian, who was originally tense, became inexplicably relaxed when he should have been nervous.
As the courtiers and guests took their seats one by one, the scene became more and more lively.
Zhang Qingjiu looked at the seat where people always wanted to sit before Concubine Xie came. When it was still empty at this moment, he looked at the only person in the crowd who showed a complicated face mixed with a trace of confusion, and eyes as dark as gems.
Blinked.
What's so incredible about this?
Look! Isn't this just... a place to relax?
At Youshi, the banquet officially began. As always, the emperor and empress appeared in front of everyone together, but what was different from the past was that the emperor and empress who used to be in tandem came side by side today——
Chu Wei supported Murong Qingwan and walked towards the dragon chair step by step.
Everyone knows that the empress has suffered a serious crime at the hands of an adulterer. Not only has her body been damaged, but if she were an ordinary person, she would probably have lingering fears and be in panic all day long.
But when she appeared, her mouth had a slight arc, her posture was dignified, elegant and generous, and her eyes were as peaceful and gentle as ever.
Although his face looked a bit pale even with makeup, and he was noticeably thinner even though he was wearing fancy clothes.
But as long as you see her smile, you will still feel like bathing in the warm sun and the spring breeze.
For a time, the ministers all sighed in their hearts, this is the style of the mother of the country, and the queen of Dahui should be like this!
Behind Chu and Wei, there was Empress Dowager Xie, who was supported by Concubine Xie in one hand and holding the Fengxiang Yunteng Staff in the other, while Chu Lan and the princes followed closely behind.
Although today's banquet was grand, Chu Wei did not want the scene to be as boring as before. After all the officials knelt down, he said a few words and took Murong Qingwan to sit down.
I just want to say that although this is a state affair, it is also a reception and cleansing party for Prince Qiu Di.
And this can be regarded as telling the world that Murong Qingwan is indeed from Qiu Di, as well as the identity of the eldest princess of Qiu Di.
Upon seeing this, Defu stepped forward and clapped his hands in understanding. Kabuki, who usually had to wait until halfway through the venue, filed in instantly.
The silk and bamboo strings played in unison, the sleeves of clothes danced gracefully, and the wind blew and the whole hall was filled with harmony.
"I'm fine, my concubine." Sensing the caution in Chu Wei's movements, Murong Qingwan couldn't help but smile slightly after sitting down, and patted Chu Wei's hand, "Your Majesty, don't worry."
"How can I not be worried?" Chu Wei glanced at Murong Qingwan and frowned.
"It's really just a skin injury. With that girl Qingjiu here, how can they really hurt me? It just looks scarier to scare them." Murong Qingwan smiled lowly, a rare sly look flashed in her eyes,
After saying that, Murong Qingwan glanced at Chu Lan's position.
"Hey, I don't want to, but you..." I took Murong Qingwan's hand and looked at the new scars on the hand that was originally as white and as clean as an onion. I couldn't help but feel sad, and my heart was even more sad.
A little more guilty.
"It's really okay." How could Murong Qingwan not know what her husband was thinking, so she smiled and pulled out her finger, "Being able to do something for Your Majesty is a blessing that I can only dream of."
Hearing this, the expression on Chu Wei's face became more complicated.
As a husband, he would rather have his hands and feet cut off than to let his wife and children suffer any pain or aggrievement.
But as a king, even if he is above ten thousand people, there are still areas where he can do nothing.
Well aware of Chu Wei's temperament, Murong Qingwan said softly, "How have Qingjiu and Lan'er been doing these past few days? Lan'er didn't embarrass her, right? She couldn't bear to tell him the whole story today. I originally wanted to talk to him again, but who knew
The child left without saying a word."
Originally it was just to change the topic, but at the end, Murong Qingwan really couldn't help but frown.
This time, if it weren't for Zhang Qingjiu's advance plan, the mother and son would really be in danger now.
Hearing Murong Qingwan's words, Chu Wei couldn't help but be startled.
During this period, envoy Qiu Di came to visit, the court staff changed frequently, and his beloved wife was injured after all, so he really forgot about it...
"You are really..." Murong Qingwan, who was well aware of Chu Wei's temperament, looked at his appearance and didn't know what was going on. She sighed helplessly, "That's all, I'd better wait until the banquet is over before looking for me again."
Lan'er, tell me."
Under Murong Qingwan's left hand, Concubine Xie looked at the empress who was glued to her face and her relationship was obviously much better than before. She gritted her teeth, tugged at the handkerchief bitterly, and finally revealed a sneer.
Murong Qingwan! Let’s let you be proud for a while. Soon, you won’t be able to laugh anymore!
After the song, all the dancers disappeared, and then the palace people filed in, bringing out plates of exquisite delicacies. Just when Chu Wei was about to order the ministers to use their chopsticks, an old voice suddenly came.
come out.
"Your Majesty, since the founding of Dahui, every important event has been to honor the ancestors of the ancestral temple. I wonder if your Majesty has done this today?"
His voice was not loud, and he seemed to be frail due to his age, but because he was sitting close to Chu Wei, his voice could be heard very clearly in the hall.
Chu Wei frowned and turned to look at the old man with white hair, slender eyes and a white beard.
Before he could speak, another voice suddenly came from the hall. It was completely different from the old and out of breath voice just now. This voice was clear, loud and full of momentum, "Second Emperor's Uncle, today's banquet is not a royal event, why come to worship in the ancestral temple?"
Say?"
Chu Xun sighed quietly, his expression seemed to be doubtful, and his expression was very respectful. The wine glass in his hand did not stop refilling, showing a sense of freedom and fearlessness.
The man who was called the Second Emperor's Uncle snorted lightly, and looked at Chu Xun with a flash of contempt, "Now the Queen and the Queen are both from Qiu Di, and the Prince also has Qiu Di's blood, and now he is in this wind
We are hosting a banquet for Qiu Di's people. Isn't it obvious what I said?"