I heard that Niangniang is nearsighted

Chapter 664 Why not make the eldest prince the crown prince
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The banquet was in full swing, and the slender court ladies in palace attire shuttled among them, refilling the wine and returning to the lights, which was very lively.

The ministers and wives also let go of their reserve, chatting and laughing indulgently.

The actors and musicians raised their smiles and their eyebrows were affectionate.

"Your Majesty, why don't you appoint the eldest prince as the crown prince? Let the concubine Yue be blessed with double happiness, and also protect my great family and country!"

I don't know who was drunk and suddenly raised his voice.

The sound in the hall suddenly quieted down, the musicians and actors stopped singing and dancing and put down their instruments, their eyes downcast with anxiety in their hearts.

The ministers were also very worried.

Who is this stupefied young man who is so fearless at this time to propose that His Majesty make the eldest prince the crown prince.

How old is the First Prince?

To establish the crown prince so early, isn't it a disguised worry to curse His Majesty that something will happen!

In other words, the eldest prince's biological mother has just returned to the palace. After a year of estrangement, Concubine Yue looks pretty good now, but who knows if she can win back His Majesty's favor and support the eldest prince.

The prince must have a mother clan who is favored and powerful.

It is obvious to all that Concubine Yue's cousin, Chen Meiren, has been favored over the past year.

It is hard to guarantee that sisters will not fight each other in the future, and the birth of the first prince may be a signal that there will definitely be other dragon sons born.

At that time, the eldest prince and concubine Yue, who were established as princes early, will be blatant targets!
Those who made this proposal were either out of their wits and simply wanted to please Concubine Yue and His Majesty, or deliberately framed Concubine Yue and the First Prince.

Who would be a fool who could appear at the grand prince's reception banquet?

There is only one last possibility.

"The person who said that is truly despicable!" Hou Zhongyong's tiger eyes widened, and he looked around in an extremely intimidating manner, trying to find the person who had just spoken.

If Lao Tzu catches him, he must be skinned!

It was not easy for my daughter to come back safely, and she was honored and favored a lot. At this time, she dared to do some shameless moths.

The queen mother and Wei Yan below looked at each other, then moved their eyes to Gu Jinghuai.

The beads on Gu Jinghuai's crown swayed slightly, radiating brilliance under the light, and making a crisp collision sound.

He tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile, his narrow black eyes were carelessly swept down, and his thin lips were slightly parted.

"Which Aiqing has such a request, you might as well stand up and talk to me."

Manman and Chengze just came back, so someone can't sit still?

Among the officials, an official at the bottom glanced in the direction of Patriarch Lin, then lowered his eyes as usual, and was submerged in the crowd of officials, inconspicuous at all.

Patriarch Lin lowered his eyes calmly, and sat as if it had nothing to do with him.

Gu Jinghuai stretched out his slender, white fingers, and played with the white jade cup in his hand with his bony fingers, "Oh? Is there no one?"

The inside of the main hall was a bit dull, as if it was oppressive before the storm, and there was no trace of the scene of drinking and singing, singing and dancing just a few moments ago.

The emerald ring finger and the white jade cup played between the fingers complement each other, the clear blue and white color makes people feel cold all over for no reason.

"Bastard!"

Gu Jinghuai suddenly flew into a rage, and he accurately threw the cup in his hand on top of the little official who was just at the bottom of the table.

The cup split in all directions, and the sharp crack hit the startled official on the head, drawing a long mark.

The official looked bewildered, raised his hand tremblingly, wiped it, blood was filled, he rolled and crawled out of the queue, knelt on the cold floor tiles, with a pale face, as if he wanted to ask something.

The emperor above gave a sneer, propped his hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly with his slender body.

"Who gave you the guts to plot against my Chengze?!"

(End of this chapter)