The full-level boss really doesn't want to be green tea anymore

Chapter 134

Emperor Xuanwu said with some doubts: "This... Hongyu's filial piety period has not passed yet?"

The queen answered: "Your Majesty, there are still five months to go. Now let's choose my husband's family and make preparations. When the time comes, nothing will be delayed."

Emperor Xuanwu nodded slightly and said, "The Queen's words are justified."

Having said that, Emperor Xuanwu looked at Mu Hongyu, smiled and asked: "Little Hongyu, do you have someone you like? Tell me, I will definitely fulfill your wish and marry you with the gift of a princess."

Mu Hongyu blushed, lowered her head and said: "Your Majesty is joking, marriage is a matter of importance, you should obey your parents' order and matchmaker's words, and your servants dare not make decisions by themselves. Everything is up to Your Majesty and the Empress Dowager."

The queen mother pretended to be puzzled and said: "Oh? Your Majesty, Aijia remembers that before King Changguang passed away, he seemed to point out a marriage to Hongyu. It's just that King Changguang had a new funeral and Hongyu was still young. After three years of filial piety, the matter was suppressed. Who made the decision?"

Emperor Xuanwu was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at Shuang Feichen.

Shuang Feichen looked calm, didn't even look at them, and put vegetables on Wen Moyan's plate on his own.

Wen Moyan also ate happily, without any sense of crisis.

Emperor Xuanwu thought for a while, then chuckled lightly: "Oh? Is there such a thing? Why don't I remember."

Hearing this, Wen Moyan couldn't help but sneered, it's not that Emperor Xuanwu didn't remember, he didn't want Mu Hongyu to take the position of Shuang Feichen's concubine.

Because if he wants to marry Beiyan, he needs this excellent son to marry Princess Beiyan.

However, Wen Moyan and Shuang Feichen could figure out this kind of truth, but the queen couldn't.

The queen wholeheartedly followed the Queen Mother's words, so when she heard what the Queen Mother said, she hurriedly answered: "The Queen Mother really has a good memory, and the King Changguang really asked the orphan when he was dying, and betrothed the red feather to His Highness King Qin."

Having said that, the queen looked at Shuang Feichen and asked, "Old Seven, do you think so?"

Shuang Feichen raised his head to look at the people in the high seat, and responded indifferently: "The empress is only half right. It is true that she left her orphan at the end of her life, but there is no such thing as a 'betrothal'. The minister just promised to take care of the Queen of the Red Feather Princess." For half my life, I never promised to marry. And... my son has already married a wife, and he doesn't plan to divorce his wife and marry another."

Shuang Feichen took Wen Moyan's hand to express his position.

However, Wen Moyan still held a chicken wing in his hand, which seemed a little funny.

Everyone looked at the two in unison, Wen Moyan laughed dryly, and wanted to let go of the chicken wings and put them down.

However, Shuang Feichen held her so tightly that she couldn't let go.

Shuang Feichen looked at Wen Moyan fondly, and smiled slightly, "Is it delicious?"

With so many eyes staring at Wen Moyan, Wen Moyan felt like a lump in her throat and couldn't eat anymore.

But you can't say that the food in the palace is not good in front of the emperor and empress.

Wen Moyan thought for a while before laughing dryly: "Why don't you... the lord try it yourself?"

Whether it's delicious or not, you'll know if you try it yourself. How can she answer such a difficult question?
When Shuang Feichen heard the answer, he curled his lips into a smile, took her hand, brought it to his mouth, and took a bite of the chicken wing in her hand.

Wen Moyan was dumbfounded, this...she bit it just now, didn't Shuang Feichen's actions mean eating her saliva?

However, Wen Moyan was nervous and in a daze, while Shuang Feichen was calm and composed.

After taking a bite, he savored it carefully, and after a while, he said: "The chicken wings served by Wang Hao are really delicious."

Wen Moyan couldn't help the corners of her mouth twitching, did she serve it herself?It was clearly Shuang Feichen who took her hand and snatched her chicken wings.

The intimate behavior of the two of them made everyone in the high seat frown.

Mu Hongyu couldn't help but scolded: "I don't know the etiquette!"

The Empress Dowager patted Mu Hongyu's arm lightly, signaling her to stay calm.

Mu Hongyu pursed her lips and said nothing more.

The queen mother looked at Wen Moyan, and said, "Princess Qin's side concubine, the Ai family asked you to write the peace spell, have you finished it?"

Wen Moyan knew for a long time that the queen mother would ask this question, and she was about to say that she didn't write it, when Shuang Feichen suddenly said: "Qingyue, present the things."

thing?what?
Wen Moyan looked at Qingyue, and saw him take out a brocade box out of nowhere, then walked towards the queen mother, and handed the things to the maid beside the queen mother.

The Queen Mother opened the box and found that there were three manuscripts inside, all of which were peace spells.

The Queen Mother frowned and said, "Prince Qin's side concubine, did you write this with a thousand-jin pen?"

Before Wen Moyan could respond, Shuang Feichen said, "Returning to the emperor's grandmother, these three peace spells were all written by Yan'er, but they were not written with a thousand-jin pen, but with an ordinary pen. The thousand-jin pen is too Seriously, Yan'er couldn't hold a pen at all, but she didn't want to disappoint the kindness of the emperor's grandmother, so she made the decision and wrote three copies with an ordinary pen. Although she violated the order of the emperor's grandmother, she still had her sincerity and hoped that the emperor Grandma is punished lightly."

Wen Moyan on the side understood that whether he could write or not was a matter of ability.

Can you find a way to write, that is a matter of attitude.

Shuang Feichen helped her write it, which at least proves that her attitude is correct, but she is not capable enough to use a heavy pen.

Thinking of this, Wen Moyan turned his head to look at Shuang Feichen, feeling more and more that this man... is really rough and thoughtful.

The queen mother didn't expect that Shuang Feichen would open his mouth to accept the punishment. Such a preemptive move caught her by surprise.

After all, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the emperor certainly doesn't want to see right and wrong.

In addition, Wen Moyan wrote three copies, and her attitude is not bad. If she still wants to punish, it will appear that she, an elder, is deliberately making things difficult and aggressive.

The queen mother snorted softly, and said with a half-smile: "She is indeed a quick-witted girl, Ai Jia, I like it very much."

The queen glanced at Wen Moyan, and said in a strange way: "As a woman, you still have to be a husband and a child. Gentleness, respectfulness and thrift are the virtues. You have a quick mind. Most of the time, your mind is restless. Otherwise, why can't you keep the backyard closed. Queen Mother, The concubine heard that the incense in the Nuwa Temple in the capital is getting more and more prosperous, and this is all due to the side concubine of King Qin."

The empress is reminding everyone about the epidemic in the capital.

At the same time, he was secretly provoking the relationship between the Wu family and Wen Moyan.

The queen mother snorted softly and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Emperor Xuanwu frowned and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk too much, let's sing and dance!"

Emperor Xuanwu gave an order, and the scene became peaceful again with singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was lively.

Wen Moyan struggled a little bit, Shuang Feichen saw this, let go of her hand, but took away the chicken wings from her hand.

Seeing this, Wen Moyan couldn't help showing embarrassment.

Shuang Feichen looked indifferent, tasting the chicken wings in his hand with great taste, as if he could really taste the taste.

(End of this chapter)