Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 22 The Intention of the Drunkard 2
"Didn't you just say that he is the emperor?" Linyue was a little surprised, is there something wrong with this person's mind?
When we first met, she called "Your Majesty the Emperor", and later she said bluntly that the emperor must have 72 concubines. No matter how idiot she was, she couldn't understand what the word "Your Majesty" meant, right? ?

Linyue looked at her like she was looking at a strange creature, Jimo Tsingyi's face was ashen, but he had to grit his teeth and force a smile, "Really? I thought Miss Yue'er didn't know..."

Now that he knew it, he asked him idiotically if he would marry someone else in the future?
If you don't marry someone else, is she really the only one?It's too whimsical.

For a woman with no family background, at most she can be a moderate concubine, which is already a special favor of the emperor. It is better for her not to overestimate her abilities and think about other things.

Thinking like this, the disdain in her heart was perfectly hidden, she turned her head to look at Feng Qi, nodded and smiled lightly: "The banquet has been prepared, and I invite His Majesty Emperor Chen to take a seat in the Fengtai Hall."

Feng Qi nodded casually, reached out to hold Linyue's hand, and clung to her ear, "Xiaoyue'er has probably never attended a banquet in the palace, right? I'll take you to see it?"

The voice is gentle, but with a teasing smile.

Linyue raised her eyes, and gave him a hard look, hmph, I'm afraid you old antiques have never even seen the delicacies that my aunt ate in her previous life, who is more shabby?

Fengtai Hall is the place where Empress Qinglan specially entertains distinguished guests. It is rarely used. Those who are lucky enough to be entertained in Fengtai are mostly the monarchs of other countries, or other people of high status. It is only open once or twice a year at most.

There are two long rows of flowing water banquets, gourmet delicacies, and a red carpet in the middle extending into the main hall. On the tall Danbi, two noble dragon chairs are placed side by side, separated by a golden coffee table in the middle. a short distance.

Jimo Tsing Yi, dressed in a dragon robe, walked side by side with Feng Qi, who was dressed in white, on the red carpet. Lin Yue didn't want to show off, but Feng Qi's act of holding her in his arms forcibly stopped all her struggles.

The ministers above the third grade of Qinglan had already taken their seats, and when the empress and Emperor Fengcang arrived, they all stood up and saluted——

"Greetings to Your Majesty the Empress, long live my emperor, long live, long live! I have met His Majesty, the emperor—long live, long live!"

The voice of the mountain in the open air is majestic, majestic, majestic and windy.

Climbing up the steps along the red carpet and reaching the highest point, Jimo Qingyi stretches out his arms, and the five-clawed golden dragon on the dragon robe shows the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. Under the sunlight, it looks even more mysterious and dignified.

Slowly opening her lips, her voice also carried the majesty of an empress, "Everyone is flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty—"

The officials saluted and got up, and when they raised their eyes, they were suddenly stunned.

Today's banquet for Emperor Fengcang is not a formal state banquet, but a private banquet for Her Majesty the Empress. Because of the difference between men and women, the banquet was held in Fengtai Palace, and the courtiers of the third rank and above were invited to witness Feng Cang, the perennial dragon, meet his head together. The demeanor of the young emperor without end.

Therefore, they didn't find it strange that Feng Qi was dressed in white.However, they didn't expect that this His Majesty would have such a peerless appearance?
Moreover, there is a woman standing beside him...but what's going on?

It is a well-known fact that Emperor Fengcang has not established a concubine, so this woman cannot be Fengcang's empress——

Apart from the emperors and queens of other countries, who else is qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with Empress Qinglan?

Under the eyes of everyone, Emperor Fengcang embraced a woman so openly, completely in the attitude of a protector - it really made them a little messy.

The Queen's eyes swept across the courtiers on both sides of His Majesty Dan, and naturally she did not ignore their eyes, but she did not explain anything, and said in a majestic voice: "Today is my banquet for His Majesty Fengcang Kingdom Chen, here , I first offer a cup of thin wine to His Majesty Chendi to express my joy."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the golden wine glass on the royal table and raised his hand as a signal.

The maids standing by the side filed forward and filled the wine glasses of the ministers with fine wine.

Her Majesty the Queen toasted, and they naturally wanted to accompany her.

"Your Majesty the emperor." The queen turned her head and raised her glass to signal, "Tsing Yi should do it first, as a respect."

Feng Qi smiled faintly, held Linyue tightly with one hand and did not let go, brought the wine glass to his lips with the other hand, and drank it gracefully.

Linyue looked at it indifferently and did not speak.

Anyway, she is not a gentleman, and he is not a beauty. Naturally, she does not need her to hold back his drink, let alone drink with the empress, and... in front of so many people, it is impossible for the empress to be so bold as to poison him. , Silence is the best gesture.

However, when did the hand that was on her shoulder slip to her waist?

Lin Yue frowned, is this person getting more and more presumptuous?
After drinking, he began to sit down.

Today's ministers are just here to set off, so the queen didn't have much to say, but when she sat down on the dragon chair, her face suddenly froze.

Feng Qi sitting across from him unexpectedly pulled Linyue to sit beside him. Although the dragon chair was wide enough, the dragon chair represented the emperor, and only the emperor could sit there, not even the empress. Coveting qualifications, when can it be such a joke?

There are only two dragon chairs set up above Majesty Dan, and her original purpose was to let Linyue stand aside, so that she can distinguish between superiority and inferiority, but—she never thought that Feng Qi would... …

He actually cared so much about this woman that he didn't hesitate to share a dragon chair with her?
Jimo Qingyi gritted her teeth, a flash of jealousy flashed in her eyes, but she couldn't say anything when faced with Feng Qi's attitude.

She realized that inviting Feng Qi to come here as a guest this time might be a wrong decision at all.

"His Majesty Chendi treats Miss Yue'er...you really dote on her like jewels..." She smiled calmly, not wanting to lose her composure in front of her courtiers. Feeling cold, "Miss Yue'er is really lucky."

"Good luck?" Linyue frowned puzzled, "How do you say that?"

Pretend.

Jimo Qingyi sneered secretly, but his face was very calm, "Isn't it a blessing to be so favored by the king of a country?"

Lin Yue glanced at Feng Qi, "If he is willing to let go, I would have gone far away by now."

As soon as the words fell, Jimo Tsing Yi froze for a moment, and then sneered uncomfortably, "Miss Yue'er doesn't have to show off in front of me, does she? Just now she said that she was worried about other women coveting her, why did she change her mind so quickly? Could it be that Miss Yue'er's feelings Is it so... hot and cold?"

(End of this chapter)