The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 157: Practicing the Banquet (2)
Inside the tent, he sat up fiercely, opened the tent, raised his head, looked at the gray-blue sky outside the window, and said lightly: "You mean, the emperor has begun to suspect that someone is secretly manipulating to destroy Lose Fengyunyi." After speaking, he smiled lightly: "His suspicion is right, but the object of his suspicion is definitely not us."

Although Feng Yunyi has been driven to the end of the road, he is willing to betray even his appearance, so that the inexperienced Snow Clan princess will work for him.But he is not the only one who is at the end of the road, and now the Fu family is about to come to an end.

The empress and the others wanted to help Feng Yunxiao to the throne, and tried every means to win over the courtiers, which was just one of the methods. It was normal to play tricks in secret, and the emperor would not easily suspect them.

After hearing this, Manzhu couldn't help laughing and said: "In that case, let them fight first." After speaking, he said with some concern: "But, if the sixth prince is allowed to leave the capital at this time, will there be troubles in the future. "

Boqing said disapprovingly: "After a cat catches a mouse, it always likes to play with it first, and then eat it in one bite. We also learn from cats, catch them first, play with them, and then deal with them when the time is right."

"Master means..."

"It's the end of October now, and it's getting cold. We've worked hard for almost two years, and we should have gained something." Bao Qing suddenly smiled faintly, Feng Yunyi don't want to die too comfortably, Yu Yanhua can wait for him for company.

Jin'er came from the outside and saw that Boqing was still in her pajamas, wrapped in a warm and soft brocade quilt on the bed, she couldn't help laughing and said: "It's getting colder, madam is getting lazy, it's almost noon now, why don't you go to bed?" Lay on the bed. Sister Manzhu, don't push me too much, tell Madam to get up and eat quickly, if the time is missed, Madam will not want to eat."

Manzhu put away the seriousness on her face, and said helplessly: "The master likes this, what can a slave do?"

Jin'er showed an ambiguous smile: "Madam is so lazy, Mr. Zuo is used to it, because no matter what Madam is, he likes it."

When Mu Zhaoming was mentioned, his fickle face immediately turned red, and he shouted angrily, "Don't mention him in front of me, and don't let him step into the Tianhua Pavilion, or I'll kick you all out." Bah!These days, she has tried to avoid Mu Zhaoming as much as possible.

Jin'er and Manzhu stood beside, looking at Boqing's uncharacteristically shy and angry expression, they couldn't help but think in their hearts: "Lord Zuoxiang is born to be the nemesis of the master, and the calm and indifferent face of the master in the past, he can easily tear it apart. .”

However, Bo'er came in with a new set of dresses on a tray, saw the thinness lying on the bed, and said in a cold voice: "Ma'am, these are the clothes that Mr. Zuo Xiang specially prepared for you, and you will enter the palace tomorrow." , Said that Madam will have a face-to-face at that time, Madam please be sure to dress up to participate tomorrow, so as not to lose the face of Zuo Xiangfu."

Hearing these words, Boqing couldn't help but frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said puzzledly: "But shouldn't you dress up according to your rank when entering the palace?"

Bo'er's voice was clear and cold, "I asked Mu Jue about it, but Mu Jue only said that it was Mr. Zuo Xiang's intention, so Madam should feel free to wear it. Mr. Zuo Xiang will enter the palace with Madam tomorrow morning."

Jin'er didn't care so much, she rushed over like a bird, unfolded the dresses on the tray, and the eyes of the four women in the room couldn't help but shine. They had wide sleeves and long skirts with pleated phoenix tails. The unnamed fabrics had no embroidery patterns. , but that pure white color like snow reflected rainbow-like rays of light.

Boqing looked at it and couldn't help but said softly: "What a beautiful dress."

Jin'er shook the clothes in her hands, and said with an encouraging face: "Ma'am, try it quickly, this servant really wants to see how Madam looks in this dress, she will be as beautiful as a fairy, and what is more beautiful than that?" A princess must be ten or a hundred times more beautiful."

Bo Qing suddenly put away the admiration on his face, and said coldly: "No."

Jin'er and Bo'er couldn't help being taken aback, Manzhu said leisurely: "If you are a good person, you can wear anything, but if you are not good, it will be useless to coat it with a layer of gold."

Hearing what Manzhu said, Bo'er couldn't help but nodded: "With Madam's graceful demeanor, even an ordinary coarse cloth can be worn very well. I really don't need these extra things to embellish."

Jin'er couldn't help showing a hint of disappointment on her face: "This servant originally wanted to see how Madam put on this dress, outshine everyone, and compare to that hateful Princess Ruxue, but she didn't expect to end up cold in the closet. Li, what a pity!"

After listening to Bo Qing, she said disapprovingly: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Hehe, Jin'er couldn't help laughing dryly when she heard Boqing say this: "It's fine to give it to the servant girl, but the servant girl is reluctant to waste such a good dress, let the lady wear it when there is a chance in another day."

After listening too much, Baoqing looked at the delicate dress, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's for the sixth prince. A farewell is a farewell. It's really important to emphasize. Let's wear this tomorrow." On the road, after finishing speaking, he secretly glanced at Manzhu, and Manzhu immediately understood.

While Jin'er was surprised, she still couldn't help showing joy on her face, but Manzhu and Bo'er looked at each other and smiled mysteriously. It seems that Master Zuo knew the master well and knew that she would definitely wear it.

The next day, the sun was better, and in the spacious carriage, Mu Zhaoming wore a brocade robe with a black collar with silver and auspicious cloud patterns, and a light fur of the same color on the outside. He sat upright in the middle seat, with a faint smile on his lips. .

Sitting on his right hand is Bo Qing, wearing a white dress prepared yesterday, and a cloak of the same color trimmed with fox fur on the outside. His head is full of blue hair, but the hair on the forehead is combed back and fixed with a bead, and the rest of the hair is long. Floating casually behind her, the only accessory on her body is the jade pendant, her whole body is pure but still noble and elegant.

Mu Zhaoming glanced at it appreciatively, and said softly, "Niu Niu, ten thousand elite soldiers from Fengqi Kingdom have secretly infiltrated into the Snow Clan. You can play however you want."

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he raised his head to look at the man in front of him, and said indifferently: "Don't you ask me, why do you have to destroy the Feng family?" I really pondered this man's mind more and more.

Lips raised in an elegant and pampering arc, Mu Zhaoming said calmly: "When you want to say it, you will naturally say it, so you don't need to ask."

Baoqing leaned gently on the soft pillow behind her, closed her eyes, and didn't want to see Mu Zhaoming's unfathomable expression again, so she said ironically in her heart: "You're just making fun of yourself."

There was the sound of wheels rumbling, approaching from a distance, and another carriage was slowly approaching.

The official road leading to the palace is very spacious, and there is no problem at all with four carriages running side by side, but Mu Zhaoming's voice sounded out of thinness: "Slow down the speed of the carriage and let the carriage behind go first."

(End of this chapter)