The emperor's birthday was celebrated by all the ministers, and the scene was quite grand.
Outside the Qiankun Hall, many courtiers and concubines were waiting.
People in ancient times loved to show off. Mu Yunsang followed the local customs when she went to the countryside, and followed Leng Qi's teachings. She nodded and smiled at the women who came to greet her one by one, with all kinds of manners.
Almost everyone looked in disbelief when they saw her beautiful face.
But she was almost unmoved by their curious gazes, and remained as graceful and dignified as ever.
She followed Leng Qi's instructions and did everything perfectly and impeccably.
Entering the Qiankun Palace, some of the princes, princes, and heirs have already arrived. The old emperor is a stallion and has given birth to seventeen sons and twenty-eight princesses. Except for a few princesses who are far away from their relatives, the rest of the princes, princes, heirs, and princesses will all come to him today.
Please greet me.
The appearance of Mu Yunsang undoubtedly caused quite a commotion in the Qiankun Hall, which had a strict atmosphere.
Even the old emperor who was sitting on the dragon throne had surprise in his eyes when he saw her.
It wasn't until she and Beichen Mofeng congratulated him on his birthday that he calmed down and looked at Mu Yunsang calmly, as if he didn't recognize her.
"Princess, is your face healed?"
Mu Yunsang walked out of the queue in an orderly manner, knelt on the ground and replied: "Father, thanks to my father's great blessing, I found a good way to cover up the birthmark on my face. I know that my father doesn't like to see my father's face."
Ugly face, I'm afraid that the appearance of my son today will disturb my father's mood, so I put on a special make-up."
The emperor is only forty-nine years old, but he looks like an old man. His beard and hair are white, probably from overwork.
Of course, it is also possible that the "spiritual" energy is too exhausted.
A forty-nine-year-old man, the father of forty-five children... Wow, this number is astonishing.
Mu Yunsang acted well on her face, but in her heart she was making fun of the man in front of her whom everyone respected as a god.
It wasn't until he asked again that she retracted her thoughts and allowed herself to concentrate.
"Princess, I heard that a Liang Yuan in the East Palace offended you. Did you beat her to pieces?"
As soon as he said this, an imperceptible coldness flashed across Beichen Mofeng's eyes.
The rest of the people were as quiet as cicadas, and there were a few who were waiting to watch the excitement.
The emperor loves to pick on the prince, and these brothers and sisters have long been accustomed to it.
She thought Mu Yunsang would be so frightened that she could not speak. Unexpectedly, the kneeling woman said in a very calm tone: "Yes."
"I didn't expect that when you look so soft and weak, you'd be quite harsh."