He Wei was so angry that she wanted to slap Xin Mo'er to death, but due to the large number of people and Feng Qingcang protecting her, she could only swallow her anger in her stomach.
Feng Qingcang narrowed his eyes, his mo'er was so sharp...
Feng Qingjue's face turned livid. He knew that Xin Moer and Feng Qingcang had the upper hand and had a say in the matter of He Jie's identity.
Continuing this question will only make himself more embarrassed, so he changed the topic to today's birthday girl, "Today, the little emperor's sister-in-law returned to Beijing, which is something worth celebrating, so don't say those unnecessary words. Today is for
Sister-in-law of the emperor, you are here to celebrate the occasion. It is also the fifth birthday of the emperor's grandson, and Jie is the biological mother of the emperor's grandson. She should be present and seated together."
Xin Moer blinked, but did not intend to let He Jie go, "Of course it is something to be thankful for when the third emperor's brother has a son for the first time. But the prince's concubine is just a concubine, and the son she gives birth to cannot be called an emperor.
After all, the great-grandson is a concubine, and at most he can be called the emperor's eldest grandson."
"Even if today is the birthday of the eldest grandson of the Crown Prince, the etiquette from ancient times to the present cannot be omitted. Today, the eldest grandson of the Crown Prince can attend and sit down, but his concubine has a low status and is not qualified to sit here with this princess and all the officials present here.
And sitting."
Xin Moer is slow and thoughtful, and every sentence hits the point.
Feng Qingyu had never moved his eyes away from Xin Moer's face since she sat down. Even though Feng Qingcang had just held her waist and declared that she was his, he still couldn't bear to look away.
The little girl is still as cute as before, and as sharp-tongued as before!
Why was he not so lucky to marry her?
Whether Xin Moer was Feng Qingcang's adopted daughter or her current identity, it seemed that she had never been related to him.
Feng Qingyu felt a little disappointed.
Feng Qingjue's teeth were almost broken. Every word he said seemed to be picked up by Xin Mo'er. What a sharp-tongued girl!
The knuckles of He Jie's fingers under his sleeves turned white. She knew that Xin Mo'er must have done it on purpose. Six years ago, when Xin Mo'er took her as a maid in Prince Xu's Mansion, he helped her fight back against those who bullied He Jie.
She is the general's concubine.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, he started to deceive her about her inferior status and rub salt into her heart.
She begged Feng Qingjue to celebrate her son's birthday today. Another purpose was to tell the Prince's Mansion and all the ministers that her son He Jie was extremely favored by the Prince.
The difference between the concubine and the concubine.
It is also to let those people know that although she is only a side concubine, she has firmly established the rights of the mistress of the Prince's Palace. It is very likely that she will become a main concubine from the side concubine in the future. After all, Zuo Wan, the daughter of the left prime minister, has been disappearing.
, the position of Crown Princess is vacant.
As long as she takes the position of Crown Princess, her son will naturally become the legitimate son and a true grandson of the Crown Prince.
It was originally a very beautiful thing, but it was turned into a mess.
At this time, Xin Moer hit the painful spot. He Jie's heart was full of resentment, and a strong anger flashed in his eyes.
But she forgot how Xin Mo'er helped her resist the ridicule of the wealthy ladies in the boudoir and took her into Prince Xu's palace, and how she repaid Xin Mo'er.
The concept of Xin Moer's worship is that if people respect me, I will give them a foot in return.
If someone doesn't offend me, I won't offend anyone. If someone offends me, I'm sorry, then don't blame her for being rude and taking advantage of others.
Feng Qingcang glanced at Prime Minister Zuo Zhong, who had been silent, and said in a neutral tone, "I wonder if Prime Minister Zuo thinks what my beloved concubine just said is biased?"
Xin Moer raised her eyebrows, a fox is a fox. Why didn't she think of Zuo Zhong?
Zuo Zhong is the biological father of the Crown Princess.
If he did not agree with what Xin Moer said just now, it would be tantamount to fueling the anger of the Crown Prince's concubine, and it would also be tantamount to telling everyone that his daughter's position as Crown Princess existed in name only.
And the alliance between him and the prince will become worse than before.
He Wei's stern eyes shot coldly at Feng Qingcang, but Feng Qingcang seemed not to notice, tapping the table surface gently.
Xin Moer frowned, how dare she show such boldness to her husband in such a blatant manner.
All the officials consciously did not interrupt, and it was better to remain silent at this time. Whether it was the mighty general or the left prime minister, they were not people they could afford to offend.
Zuo Zhong's face darkened and his voice was thick, "What Princess Xu just said still makes sense. A concubine is a concubine. No matter what she gives birth to, it cannot change her status as a concubine."
The coldness in Feng Qingjue's eyes subsided, and she turned her head and said warmly to He Jie, "Go and see Chengcheng."
Fengcheng is the eldest son of the prince, born to Feng Qingjue and He Jie.
He Wei was originally ready to lose his temper, but seeing Feng Qing's gentle attitude towards He Jie, You Shang's anger subsided.
Although He Wei and Zuo Zhong both belong to the prince's party, their relationship is not as close as it seems on the surface.
They are a first-grade civil servant and a first-grade military general, and sometimes they secretly compete with each other.
Although He Jie was a concubine at this time, Zuo Zhong's daughter Zuo Wan had disappeared for several years and might even be dead. In other words, the position of the crown princess was just a show-off, which meant nothing.
He Wei believed very generously that he would not argue with a dead man.
He Jie clenched her fists, meekly sat up from the table and walked towards the backyard.
But before leaving the courtyard, a guard from the palace hurriedly ran over and knelt down to report, "To report to His Majesty the Crown Prince, the eldest grandson suddenly locked himself in the room, yelling and screaming.
His subordinates wanted to go in and find out what was wrong with the eldest emperor's grandson. But he didn't want his subordinates to enter his room and blocked them all outside the door!"
He Jie turned pale and quickly ran towards the backyard where Fengcheng lived.
Feng Qingjue's eyes changed slightly, but he was not as nervous as He Jie. He stood up and said to everyone at the table, "I, the prince, come over and take a look. Please use it with ease."
He Wei also stood up and followed him over.
After all, Fengcheng is his grandson, and he must respect his dignity no matter what.
Others were very curious about what happened to the emperor's eldest grandson, because they heard the wailing of children not far away, and it became louder and louder.
Apparently he was frightened.
Xin Moer sat on the seat, savoring various dishes. She was interested in other people's housework.
Feng Qingcang's ears moved slightly, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he suddenly leaned into Xin Mo'er's ear, "Let's go over and have a look."
Xin Mo'er was holding a piece of duck meat in her mouth at this time. She blinked and looked at him with an incredulous look. While eating, she said vaguely, "Li Sen, Sihou Qi, porridge to join in the fun."