Chapter 880
Seeing this, Li Ruo frowned sadly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, drinking on an empty stomach will hurt your health, you'd better eat something first."
"I'm not hungry." Shangyue said lightly, holding the wine glass, she took a small sip.
Minghua glanced over, saw her drinking, frowned, and an imperceptible pain flashed in his eyes, but he didn't scold her as usual.
With a gesture of his hand, Shang Wenxuan put the glass filled with wine into his hand.
Minghua raised his head and drank the glass of wine.
"Fall again." He said in a deep voice.
Shang Wenxuan secretly sighed, not daring to disobey, so he continued to pour the wine.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the alienation and indifference between the emperor and empress.
Originally, today is a festive day, and the atmosphere should be relaxed and joyful, but the atmosphere in the hall is dull and depressing. Today is the Moon Festival, and it is also a celebration banquet, but the biggest hero, Zhen Weihou, was not present, which made everyone I had some doubts in my heart.
Everyone noticed it, but they didn't dare to express their doubts. They just sat there drowsy, drinking and eating, hoping that the banquet would end as soon as possible.
After Minghua drank a few glasses of wine, he seemed to realize the restraint and oppression of the crowd, he turned his head and said to Shang Wenxuan: "Sing and dance."
"Yes." Shang Wenxuan heard the words and went to pass the song and dance in person.
After a while, silk and bamboo singing and music rang melodiously, and then, dancers walked in from the gate of the palace.
With singing and dancing to add to the fun, the oppressive atmosphere in the hall eased a lot.
Everyone enjoyed the singing and dancing.
The dancers this time are all beautiful and graceful.
Some young Iron Army soldiers could not help but be attracted.
How would they know that these dancers are the beauties who filled them into Jiaofangsi that day?
Shangyue glanced lightly, then withdrew her gaze.
Even though she drank less, Shangyue had a light drinker and quickly became drunk.
She raised her bright eyes, looked at the singing and dancing in the hall, saw the beautiful dancers, and frequently looked in the direction of Minghua, the meaning was self-evident, and a mocking smile curled up on her mouth.
On weekdays, she would still take action to teach them a lesson, but today, she was extremely tired and didn't want to do anything.
She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead in an attempt to relieve her dizzy head.
Ming Hua kept his eyes on her side, seeing that she seemed uncomfortable at this moment, his heart tightened, and he immediately frowned.
At this time, the singing and dancing stopped, and the dancers withdrew one by one.
Suddenly, one of the dancers, with a flash of eyes, knelt down in the direction of Minghua, "Your Majesty, the slaves have a grievance, and I ask the emperor to make decisions for the slaves."
As soon as the dancer's voice fell, the whole hall was silent.
Those dancers who were about to withdraw looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly bit their lips and knelt down, and fell to the ground, "Please the emperor to be the master of the servants."
Minghua looked at them with a frown, "Why is there any injustice?"
The dancers looked at Shangyue's direction, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "The slaves are not dancers, they are beauties from all over the world, but because of the queen's words, the slaves have become dancers. The slaves are not reconciled. Also ask the emperor to be the master for the servants."
"Yes, your majesty, even if the empress is a queen of a country, she can't be so arrogant. If the empress doesn't like the slaves, she can send them out of the palace directly. Why humiliate the slaves like this? Please ask the emperor to do something for the slaves." Oh God……"
The way a beauty cries, does not have a sense of beauty.
The ministers in the palace have been confused by their weak and wronged appearance.
Some of the courtiers originally had great opinions on Shangyue, but when they heard the grievances suffered by the beauties, they were filled with righteous indignation: "After the empress is a country, she should be tolerant. Can't tolerate it? This really loses the queen's spirit."
Absolutely no abuse, don't worry, the two will reconcile soon~
(End of this chapter)
Seeing this, Li Ruo frowned sadly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, drinking on an empty stomach will hurt your health, you'd better eat something first."
"I'm not hungry." Shangyue said lightly, holding the wine glass, she took a small sip.
Minghua glanced over, saw her drinking, frowned, and an imperceptible pain flashed in his eyes, but he didn't scold her as usual.
With a gesture of his hand, Shang Wenxuan put the glass filled with wine into his hand.
Minghua raised his head and drank the glass of wine.
"Fall again." He said in a deep voice.
Shang Wenxuan secretly sighed, not daring to disobey, so he continued to pour the wine.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see the alienation and indifference between the emperor and empress.
Originally, today is a festive day, and the atmosphere should be relaxed and joyful, but the atmosphere in the hall is dull and depressing. Today is the Moon Festival, and it is also a celebration banquet, but the biggest hero, Zhen Weihou, was not present, which made everyone I had some doubts in my heart.
Everyone noticed it, but they didn't dare to express their doubts. They just sat there drowsy, drinking and eating, hoping that the banquet would end as soon as possible.
After Minghua drank a few glasses of wine, he seemed to realize the restraint and oppression of the crowd, he turned his head and said to Shang Wenxuan: "Sing and dance."
"Yes." Shang Wenxuan heard the words and went to pass the song and dance in person.
After a while, silk and bamboo singing and music rang melodiously, and then, dancers walked in from the gate of the palace.
With singing and dancing to add to the fun, the oppressive atmosphere in the hall eased a lot.
Everyone enjoyed the singing and dancing.
The dancers this time are all beautiful and graceful.
Some young Iron Army soldiers could not help but be attracted.
How would they know that these dancers are the beauties who filled them into Jiaofangsi that day?
Shangyue glanced lightly, then withdrew her gaze.
Even though she drank less, Shangyue had a light drinker and quickly became drunk.
She raised her bright eyes, looked at the singing and dancing in the hall, saw the beautiful dancers, and frequently looked in the direction of Minghua, the meaning was self-evident, and a mocking smile curled up on her mouth.
On weekdays, she would still take action to teach them a lesson, but today, she was extremely tired and didn't want to do anything.
She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead in an attempt to relieve her dizzy head.
Ming Hua kept his eyes on her side, seeing that she seemed uncomfortable at this moment, his heart tightened, and he immediately frowned.
At this time, the singing and dancing stopped, and the dancers withdrew one by one.
Suddenly, one of the dancers, with a flash of eyes, knelt down in the direction of Minghua, "Your Majesty, the slaves have a grievance, and I ask the emperor to make decisions for the slaves."
As soon as the dancer's voice fell, the whole hall was silent.
Those dancers who were about to withdraw looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly bit their lips and knelt down, and fell to the ground, "Please the emperor to be the master of the servants."
Minghua looked at them with a frown, "Why is there any injustice?"
The dancers looked at Shangyue's direction, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "The slaves are not dancers, they are beauties from all over the world, but because of the queen's words, the slaves have become dancers. The slaves are not reconciled. Also ask the emperor to be the master for the servants."
"Yes, your majesty, even if the empress is a queen of a country, she can't be so arrogant. If the empress doesn't like the slaves, she can send them out of the palace directly. Why humiliate the slaves like this? Please ask the emperor to do something for the slaves." Oh God……"
The way a beauty cries, does not have a sense of beauty.
The ministers in the palace have been confused by their weak and wronged appearance.
Some of the courtiers originally had great opinions on Shangyue, but when they heard the grievances suffered by the beauties, they were filled with righteous indignation: "After the empress is a country, she should be tolerant. Can't tolerate it? This really loses the queen's spirit."
Absolutely no abuse, don't worry, the two will reconcile soon~
(End of this chapter)
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