The male god of fast wearing has his own acting buff

Chapter 91 oh~ My retarded prince (46)

Nangong Xinxin understood it, stood up abruptly, and ran away from the banquet stage.

"Hey, where are you going, my lord?"

Le Baishi pretended to stop her, but seemed unable to pull her away, and was dragged away by Nangongli.

Although this run attracted the attention of many concubines and ministers, including Nangonghen, but Nangongli was used to acting wild at banquets before, so everyone couldn't help but take it for granted.

But what they didn't expect was that Nangongli trotted all the way to the Xiandi's ancestral hall and knelt down with a plop.

"My lord..."

Le Baishi had no choice but to kneel down with him, while quietly winking at Li Fengyin who had already looked over here.

"Your Majesty, my lord, this is..."

Li Fengyin's abrupt words attracted all eyes, and everyone looked at Nangongli again, all with confused faces.

Why is the little prince running to kneel in the ancestral hall?
There was something wrong in Nangong Hen's heart, but he didn't know where to start, so he raised his hand to stop the performance of the sacrificial procession, and walked in front of Nangongli and Le Baishi.

"Xiao Jiu, what are you doing?"

He endured the dissatisfaction in his heart and asked softly.

Nangongli turned his face away, and muttered back: "Xiaoli wants to celebrate Father's birthday, don't watch any boring performances, it's not interesting at all."

He raised his head and tugged at the corner of Nangonghen's bright yellow clothes, "Brother Emperor, we all went inside to celebrate Father's birthday at [-]:[-] in previous years, but we just told the time, and it's [-]:[-], why are we still here?" Are you watching a show?"

The voice wasn't too loud, but it spread throughout the venue. The ministers thought about it for a while, and all looked at each other and nodded.

"The Ninth Prince is right, this auspicious time will soon pass, and it's time to start offering incense to the late emperor."

"This year's program is longer, and I said why my old waist is a little stiff."

"..."

The corner of Nangong Hen's mouth twitched stiffly, and he cursed in his heart, if it weren't for you, little Jiuer, who refused to move the table and chopsticks in front of him, there was no need for him to procrastinate!
However, the whispers of the ministers and concubines during the banquet had already drifted into his ears faintly, and it would not be an option to procrastinate any longer.

His heart sank slightly, he nodded and said: "Xiao Jiu is right, I was negligent."

"Come here, prepare the incense case!"

After a while, the incense table used for the sacrifice of the first emperor was immediately carried up.

According to the Great Xia etiquette, seniors and young were ordered. Nangonghen was both the emperor and the second prince, so he followed the etiquette and entered the ancestral hall first.

The rest are waiting outside.

The eunuchs set up the incense table, lit three more sticks of incense for Nangonghen and handed them over, and retreated one by one, leaving him alone inside to pray for safety and blessings.

Nangong Hen was already concerned with his big plan, and the priest of Shangxiang just read a few words to deal with it, and settled down hastily.

Standing up to offer the incense to the case, he was about to leave when he heard a series of light footsteps coming from far and near behind the ancestral hall.

My heart trembled: "Who is in the ancestral hall?"

"I!"

Hearing this, Nangong Hen widened his eyes in disbelief, and turned his head slowly.

A woman wearing a plain skirt and wearing the phoenix orchid he is most familiar with came out from behind the ancestral hall. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xia Qingxue?
"Qingxue?!...You, why did you come here!"

Nangonghen was flustered for a while, and hurried forward to hold her slender shoulders, looked up and down, and was slightly relieved after confirming that she was safe.

Fu became nervous again: "Qingxue, it's dangerous here, you must not come, you will be discovered by those people outside..."

"The emperor's Concubine Conferment Ceremony, as the former concubine and concubine of the queen, how could you not come?"

Xia Qingxue broke free from his hand, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly, forming an extremely cold arc.

(End of this chapter)