The magic doctor explodes the cute concubine

Chapter 162 The Fool's Victory 4
And in the hollowed out part of the swastika garden, a colorful banquet was set up, filled with jade dew wine.What is beautiful is the red colored table curtain, the emperor's seat is fluttering and the sandalwood is curling up,
There are vegetables, fruits and jade flowers in front of everyone's table.On the case, there are abundant fruits, red peaches and brown chestnuts, and round green grapes. The eyes of those who watch it are a little bit drooling.

This decoration, this magnificence, and this grandeur are not in the style of ordinary banquets.

After observing for half a circle, Mu Furong had a deep understanding of the Holy Banquet for the first time.

This is a large royal banquet, really extravagant.

All the concubines had already sat down, the prince was sitting behind the concubine mother, Mu Furong swept over and saw two people, one was Huangfu Liancheng and the concubine Duan in front of him...

Coincidentally, her gaze met that of Concubine Duan who was looking over.

Neither is it true that you nodded in response at the moment, nor is it true that you turned your head away.The two of them just watched for a few seconds.

Mu Furong deeply felt the scrutiny in Concubine Duan's eyes.

In the end, she chose to pretend that she didn't see it... and continued to look at it.

Then, she met another person's eyes. That person was wearing a mask, and the glass gems blocked her eyes, but she felt his gaze.

Emperor Huangfu...doesn't he have a concubine?
The side next to him was spontaneous, as if a barrier had been separated from the surroundings, and there were no tables, no seats, and no one within ten feet.

Just him.

Although it was because of the cold air on his body that people couldn't get close to him, but at first glance, it seemed that he was really out of gregarious and unpopular, and no one wanted to sit with him.

But everyone seems to be familiar with this kind of picture.

Mu Furong felt a little sympathetic to him, so she grinned at him.

Obviously still staring at a bag on his forehead, and still smiling so ugly... Emperor Huangfu lowered his head, as if he didn't see it.

But only he knew in his heart that this woman really knew how to provoke him.

That smile, although it is not as glamorous as it is overwhelming, is like a clear spring, falling like a galaxy in nine days, casting gorgeous blue waves on the calm and waveless lake.

Her smile was rippling in his mind, that smile was brighter than the morning glow and the flowers were more moving.

Pure and untainted, without impurities.

Not flattery, not calculating, not contemptuous, not ironic, not conspiracy, not all negative energy.

Her smile was like a ray of sunshine, planting a seed called hope in his gloomy heart.

Soon, the emperor came, and everyone knelt down and worshiped.

When Mu Furong knelt down, she thought very darkly, isn't this some kind of cult organization!
They all kneel down to worship you and flatter you!
You think you are the Pope of Christianity.

Damn it, my knees, I know that this kind of banquet cannot be attended, although it is the standard etiquette in ancient times.

But it's always unavoidable to make people complain.

When she stood up, rubbing her sore knee, she thought sadly, fortunately, she doesn't see the emperor every day.

Otherwise, I will really suffer.

Those civil and military officials are really...well, do as the Romans do.

Emperor Huangfu saw the expression on her face when she got up, and couldn't help being speechless for a while.

Does kneeling make her so uncomfortable!
Then a series of banquets began, everyone ate, drank, drunkenly, and wave after wave of dancers gracefully danced vivid spring dance steps in the middle.

When the dancers were over, the banquet was almost over.

The princes and nobles over there didn't know what flattery they were saying, and Mu Furong didn't even think about it, and lay on the table alone, yawning boredly, looking half dead, and didn't have the slightest intention to talk to the people around her.

Suddenly, a voice entered Mu Furong's ears.

"Your Majesty, my concubine thought that Liancheng was reckless at the beginning. Look, how beautiful this lotus is now! It looks like our family Liancheng, and it looks a bit like a husband and wife."

...Mu Furong was startled and woke up from fright.

(End of this chapter)