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Chapter 52 The Princess of the Hall (21)

In a blink of an eye, it was time to go to the palace for a banquet.

This banquet was nominally prepared for the ninth prince to wash away the dust, and by the way, he took her to show her face in front of the ministers.

Nan Xing knew that this banquet was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface. As the protagonist of today, the emperor knew that she had just returned from the private sector, but he did not prepare any clothes for her. I wonder if he was too busy or simply...

Don't pay attention.

To speak in front of the emperor, to send troops or something, she thought it was very unlikely.

Yun Beimo went out early in the morning and didn't come back until You Shi. At this time, it was only an hour before the banquet, and Nan Xing had been obediently waiting for him in the mansion.

As soon as Yun Beimo came back, he gave her a gorgeous blue robe, and after she put it on, he said: "After entering the palace, talk less, just follow me, no matter what others say, don't pay attention to it until my father. After the emperor officially introduces your identity, others can refute it, understand?"

Nan Xing nodded obediently, and then asked him softly, "Brother, what did you do during the day?"

Yun Beimo wanted to touch the boy's head, but the delicate golden hair crown stopped him, so he had to put his hand on the boy's shoulder and patted it lightly, and said with a smile, "What? I haven't seen my brother for a day?"

Seeing that the boy didn't answer, Yun Beimo had no choice but to say to himself, "I went to visit a few elders."

"Who?"

Yun Bei Mo Fu whispered in her ear, "Mr. Li and my uncle."

Nan Xing's face was stunned, and Yun Beimo didn't plan to continue. The teenager only needed to know the result.

"Alright, little Jiangnan, it's time to go."

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When they arrived, there were already many people in the hall.

As soon as Yun Beimo passed, the ministers who were chatting in twos and threes saluted one after another. In the past, he sat down with a blank face.

This time, he smiled and nodded uncharacteristically. The young ministers were flattered, while the old ministers were thoughtful...

Could the third prince have been dropped by someone today?Why are you so polite?

Yun Beimo took Nan Xing to his seat, which was closer to the emperor's position above.

With fine wine and melon and fruit snacks in front of her, she peeled a grape and handed it to her mouth, "Relax."

Nan Xing instinctively opened his mouth, bit the fruit in front of him, and the tip of his pink tongue accidentally licked his cool fingertips...

As if the electric current was passing by, Yun Beimo quickly retracted his hand, and his fingertips trembled.

The tender lips of the young man were dyed with grape juice, moist and moist...

Yun Beimo's eyes were dim, and his fingertips stroked his lips...

"Cough cough... Brother Three Emperors."

The weak male voice brought Yun Beimo back to his senses, and Nan Xing followed the prestige.

The man sat in a position next to Nanxing. He was quite handsome, but his face was pale and fragile, and his whole body was thin.

"Liu Huangdi, how are you doing?"

Yun Beichen smiled bitterly, "It's not the same." Looking at Nanxing again, he asked, "This one must be the younger brother of the Nine Emperor Gods, right?"

"Uh, hello Brother Six Emperors." Nan Xing stood up and gave a salute.

Yun Beichen waved his hand, "You don't need to be more polite, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..."

His pale face turned slightly red from coughing. Nan Xing was afraid that he would cough while he was talking, so he patted his back and let him go smoothly.

"Cough, thank you Brother Jiuhuang." Yun Beichen smiled and thanked him. He was gentle and didn't like to fight, and others could feel the goodwill towards him.

Yun Beimo pursed his lips, slightly unhappy, the young man cared about others, and he was also the brother in name...

The appearance of the two brothers and sisters is extremely dazzling in the eyes of some people.

Yun Beiyao walked straight over with a smile, "Brother Three Emperors, Brother Six Emperors."

Yun Beimo ignored him, but Yun Beichen responded with a light expression: "Brother Eighth Emperor."

"Brother Six Emperors is so unwell, why don't you rest at home?" Yun Beiyao was very concerned about the appearance of his body.

"After all, this is the reception banquet of the Nine Emperor Brothers, so naturally I want to come here to cough, cough, cough!" Yun Beichen said and coughed again.

A trace of disdain flashed in Yun Beiyao's eyes, if he hadn't wanted to show it in front of his ministers and his father, he wouldn't care about this sick child.

"Brother Jiuhuang?" He looked like he had just seen Nan Xing, "Is this the younger brother of the Jiuhuang?"

Pack!

I've seen it before, and I'm so unhappy, and now I'm still laughing hypocritically.

[Want to eat: Yo, is the old Onmyoji here again? 】

[The Zerg are all sand sculptures: This person is more sand sculpture than the Zerg. 】

Nan Xing wanted 233 to turn off the barrage, otherwise she would not be able to bear it anymore, so she struggled to hold back her smile and echoed him, "Brother Eighth Emperor."

"Didn't you say take care of the younger brother of the nine emperors? What?" Yun Beiyao looked around and said loudly, "I didn't even prepare the position of the younger brother of the nine emperors. Did the emperor forget it?"

This is to say that she is not valued by the emperor at all. The ministers have been looking at this side, and some shook their heads when they saw this. The prince who just came back seems to be able to give up...

Nan Xing didn't answer, but Yun Beichen said, "Cough, the emperor has no time to take care of these trivial matters. It must be negligence on the side of the Rites."

Yun Beimo, who was about to speak, was grabbed first and frowned.

What a ninth emperor brother, as soon as she came back, she asked the two emperor brothers to help her speak, but it was a good hand to win people's hearts.

"Also, when the time comes to attend the Ministry of Rites, I will not be able to handle such a trivial matter."

The Minister of Rites lying on the gun: "..."

Suddenly remembered something, and said again: "Oh, I forgot, Brother Sixth Emperor is not in good health and is not qualified to participate in the court."

This person is really yin and yang.

But Yun Beichen didn't care at all, "The Eighth Emperor is right, as long as you read one book at that time, it's enough."

It was like punching the cotton, Yun Beiyao almost didn't hold back, who is okay to offend people, he was just talking about it.

Silently, he flicked his sleeves and sat in his seat without speaking.

At this time, a 28-year-old man came in, and an old minister who had been watching the play with relish changed his expression and stood up to salute. Some ministers followed him with respectful expressions.

"The prime minister doesn't have to be so polite." The man stepped forward and personally helped the minister.

"Everyone, sit down first, the royal father will be here soon."

Seeing this, Yun Beiyao sneered, his eyes full of ridicule.

What the heck, this pie, really considers himself a prince?

Yun Beijing walked over with a smile and said to Nan Xing, "This one must be the younger brother of the Nine Emperor Gods, right?"

Nan Xing's face was paralyzed, these words... She has heard it three times today.

Yun Beijing added another sentence, "I am the second emperor's brother."

Nan Xing raised a false smile, "Hello, Brother Erhuang."

"It's all here. You must have seen it before. Xiao Shi has a fever and he won't come today."

Nan Xing nodded with a smile, Yun Beijing patted her on the shoulder, like an eldest brother, "This is your banquet, don't be too cautious."

After he finished speaking, he sat in a position at the head of Yunbei Mo, which was also the position closest to the emperor.

After the boy sat down, Yun Beimo, who had been the background board, patted the boy's shoulder lightly, as if to pat the dirt off.

The corner of Yun Beijing's mouth, who happened to see this scene, froze with a smile.

Yun Beiyao's eyes mocked, while Yun Beichen shook his head helplessly.

(End of this chapter)