Emperor concubine and phoenix

Chapter 240
"I suddenly changed my mind." Cang Hanyu walked up to her and put his arms around her waist, "I don't want you to appear in front of everyone."

"why?"

Cang Hanyu said: "Because it's so beautiful, I'm afraid they will stare at you."

The corners of Nan Si's lips curled up slightly, and ruthless words spit out from her red lips: "Whoever dares to stare at me, just dig out their tricks."

Su Yi blinked, her master is so cruel.

Green Bamboo thinks so too.

Hearing the words, Cang Hanyu closed his eyes and seemed to be thinking about it.

After a while, he nodded slowly: "That's exactly what I meant, Si'er really won my heart."

Su Yi: "..."

The emperor and her master are a perfect match.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late." Pei Hai reminded in a low voice, "The ministers are all waiting."

"Since you've already waited, why not wait a little longer?" Nan Si raised her eyebrows, "Boss Pei is impatient."

"Where is the little ancestor?" Pei Hai laughed, "Isn't this old slave also looking forward to the envious but helpless expressions of the noble daughters of those aristocratic families seeing the face of the little ancestor after being stunned?"

Nan Si clicked his tongue: "When did Director Pei fail to learn?"

Pei Hai just smiled and said nothing.

Nan Si broke away from Cang Hanyu's hand, turned around and walked outside the hall.

The lotus steps move lightly, and the gauze is light.

A woman who is used to dressing up in men's clothes, once she takes off the men's clothes, her demeanor is more elegant than any serious prostitute in the world.

This is the real aristocratic upbringing, the graceful and elegant princess demeanor.

Walk out of the bedroom and sit on the chariot of the king of God.

Escorted by the imperial army and palace people, the imperial chariot headed towards Yukun Garden.

The garden was already filled with ministers and foreign guests, and the Empress Dowager, accompanied by Princess Baoling, took the main seat early - someone interceded last night, saying that the Empress Dowager's birthday should fulfill the old man's longing for a daughter.

Cang Hanyu is easy to talk, so he authorized Princess Baoling to be released from the confinement tonight and enter the palace to attend the Queen Mother's birthday banquet. The confinement will resume tomorrow, and she is not allowed to leave the palace without permission.

The imperial chariot approached the Yukun Garden, and there was a lot of noise from the garden. Young men and women gathered in twos and threes, chatting in low voices.

The solemn and dignified ministers were sitting on the table, toasting and exchanging cups with each other.

With the sound of singing "The emperor is here--", the garden fell silent for an instant, and then everyone came over one after another, kneeling respectfully and saluting.

"Pingshen." The emperor's tone was indifferent, with no ups and downs of joy or anger, "Sit down."

The palace lanterns are bright, illuminating the magnificence of the garden.

Everyone got up and sat down, and when they looked up, they were slightly surprised to see that the emperor was holding a beautiful woman by his hand.

There was a commotion at the banquet.

"Qin Si?" A woman's exclamation sounded, which immediately attracted the attention of others, "Is that Qin Si? Why is she by the emperor's side?"

Upon hearing this voice, Qin Jingshu subconsciously turned her head to look up the high platform, then her pupils shrank slightly and her face suddenly changed.

The other women also looked towards the high place directly in front of them in unison.

A girl in a light blue floor-length palace dress, with a light green ribbon around her waist to outline her slender waist, elegant and luxurious, with a touch of elegance and fairy air. The wide skirt is more than three feet behind her, layer upon layer. streamer pouring.

The shoulders are shaved, the waist is plain, the eyebrows are like a distant mountain with black hair, the skin is as white as jade, and the black hair hangs down behind the shoulders like silk.

The temperament between the eyebrows and eyes is like smoke and mist, noble and indifferent, unattainable.

(End of this chapter)