Although their eyes only met for a short time, he felt that time had passed a thousand years, because Mu Furong's eyes at this moment were too complex. They seemed to be filled with wonder, apology, excitement, sadness, hesitation... and melancholy and loss.
Hua Qingyan gave a wry smile, picked up the cup filled with wine and drank it all in one gulp.
Before leaving the palace, her mother and concubine made several arrangements, but she never expressed her stance every time. Thinking of this, Hua Qing's silky phoenix eyes flashed with something strange.
Looking at Su Yiyi next to her who was staring at the food on the table for a moment and swallowing her saliva from time to time, Hua Qingyan curled her lips, and before she could react, he suddenly reached out to her and placed his hand on hers. On her forehead, she carefully fixed the loose strand of hair and pinned it to her ears.
"You..." He actually made such an ambiguous move to her in public, which was really embarrassing.
Su Yiyi looked around with a blushing face, only to find that everyone was looking at them secretly, and there was a jealous look surrounding her. Due to this scene, she did not find out who it was.
"I am very happy to see the fifth prince and the fifth princess treat each other as guests." Hua Liuchen looked at the two people sitting below, with a rare smile on his face.
No, my lord, have you seen this? Su Yiyi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, but still smiled and pretended to be shy.
"Today, I decided to promote a beautiful marriage."
Speaking of this, Hua Liuchen glanced at his third son Hua Moyan, and then his eyes fell on the woman in white who had been sitting next to Hua Moyan.
Hua Qingyan's heart suddenly twitched, and he had a very bad premonition.
"I, today I will give the hibiscus to the crown prince, Mo Yan, as the crown prince's concubine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yiyi clearly felt that Hua Qingyan beside him stiffened, and the wine glass in his hand almost slipped.
Mu Hibiscus? Who is it? It seems that this is not the first time I have heard this name.
Looking with an appraising look, Su Yiyi saw a young woman wearing a white gauze skirt standing up with the man in purple. The man looked back, and Su Yiyi couldn't help but be startled.
It turns out that besides Hua Xiangrong, there are such stunning women in this world.
The hands are like catkins, the skin is like condensed fat, the collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourds and rhinoceros, the head is like a moth and the eyebrows are moth-like, the smile is charming, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it!
She is not good at literature, so she can only use this poem to describe the woman in front of her.
"What a talented man and beautiful woman. What a perfect match." Su Yiyi smacked her lips and sighed.
"Wait a minute! Mu Furong cannot marry the third prince."
Suddenly there was a chill in her ears. She raised her eyes and met Hua Qingyan's cold and unusually deep eyes.
Su Yiyi blinked in confusion, what did he just say?
"Fu Rong, you can't marry him!" Hua Qingyan repeated it again, regardless of the civil and military presence of the court, even with a hint of pleading.
The hand that stretched out to take the wine glass was retracted in vain, and Su Yiyi felt his body trembling slightly!