The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 1957

At the palace banquet specially for Jinliang envoys, Emperor Chiwei not only did not treat the envoys with kindness and respect, but treated them contemptuously. To put it mildly, it was a slight to the envoys personally, but to say it was a big insult to the entire envoy. Jin Liang's neglect and contempt.

The envoy of Jinliang began to drink heavily, and even stopped responding to the conversations of some ministers, but the two people with the highest status here never paid attention to him.

The process of the banquet is still going on, there are dancing girls entering amidst the sound of silk and bamboo, and amidst the lights in the hall, those dancing veil skirts and the blurred beautiful faces under the veil attract everyone's attention, even the emperor who is wholeheartedly drinking seems to be in awe. No exception.

The maid in charge of pouring wine for the ministers couldn't help but look up at the man sitting on the high platform while stepping back.

For some reason, even though it was the first time she had the honor to meet His Majesty, she always felt as familiar as seeing him somewhere.

Looking up from her angle, all she could see was the man's crimson robe and a hand protruding from the sleeve. The knuckles reflected the candlelight, but they were more flawless than the Nine Dragons Jade Cup in his hand, as if from The bones are as warm and cold as luster.

The gurgling sound of water should have been far away from her, but when the flagon was poured, there was a very clear sound in her mind for some reason.

The candlelight fell into the eyes, but it rendered a dim night of stars and moons. In the night, someone sat drinking behind the screen of the blazing picture of rivers and mountains. It was also such a loose and decadent posture, as if the dead night without the sky, It was no different from the extravagant and lively banquet in front of him, and his whole body still exuded the same aura.

Like the dead ashes left by a burning flame, everything in the world is too lazy to be seen, and there is nothing worthy of nostalgia for him in the colorful world.

The palace maid was stunned on the spot, and while she was in a daze, someone suddenly reached out and gave her a hand,
"Fuyan! Are you crazy?"

It was only when she heard the reminder that she suddenly came back to her senses, that she was stunned at His Majesty who had no right to watch on such an important occasion!
Fu Yan lowered her head with a pale face, and looked around from the corner of her eye. Fortunately, no one noticed her gaffe, so Fu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly retreated with others.

She retreated behind a certain minister, waiting to pour wine and serve dishes at any time, but before she could get busy again, there was a clear and clear knocking sound on the stage. Although she had tried her best to control herself, Fuyan couldn't help it. Zhu quietly raised his head and looked up.

In sight, the emperor in a red robe seemed to have just put down his wine glass. I wonder if he was in a bad mood. The sound of the bottom of the glass hitting the table was quite loud, instantly suppressing the hustle and bustle of the room, and the hall was silent for a while. Coming down, the regent on the right side put down his wine glass in front of everyone's eyes, slowly stood up and made a bow, and called His Majesty inquiringly.

The emperor glanced at him with a half-smile, then looked away wearily and slowly stood up, speaking in a loose voice,
"I'm a little drunk, so I won't accompany all my lovers."

All the ministers immediately fell to their knees,
"Farewell to Your Majesty! Please take care of the dragon body, Your Majesty!"

The emperor waved his hand wearily, turned around and went to the back of the palace. The corner of the crimson cloak swept across the carved table, and the Nine Dragons Jade Cup was brought down, pouring a pool of transparent and mellow wine.

The wine reflected the bright lights, and the emperor's back gradually disappeared in the lights.

The regent stood there for a while, then slowly looked away, and sat back with the corners of his mouth slightly hooked. When he turned his head and clinked glasses with other people, he still looked as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)