Devil's Concubine

Chapter 133 Noble as a King, Humble as a Dog (7)
Emperor Mo Long lived high on the dragon chair, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe embroidered with a nine-clawed golden dragon, majestic and majestic. At this moment, Emperor Mo Long had a soft smile on his face. After sitting down, he turned his gaze to Empress Chen, today, Empress Chen is the real protagonist.

Molong's national style is open, so Queen Chen's dress is also extremely bold. The blue butterfly coat slightly covered the fair skin and plump body, presenting a faint beauty.

Beside the ears is a pair of top-quality precious jade earrings. The earrings are hanging down and swaying gently. The blue hair scattered on the shoulders is tied up with a blood jade hairpin, as if a red cloud above the head is moving with the wind.

There was a cinnabar mole on her forehead, which made Empress Chen elegant and charming, like a fairy, but possessed a majesty that could not be desecrated.

At this moment, Empress Chen lightly filled her body, and said: "All my lovers have worked hard, please sit down now."

"Thank you, your majesty, long live your majesty, long live your majesty. Thank you, empress, empress, a thousand years old, a thousand years old."

All the ministers returned a salute and took their seats.

Everyone's eyes were on Empress Chen, even Chu Yunshang was no exception. Chu Yunshang sighed secretly. After a few days, Empress Chen seemed younger and more beautiful, and she didn't know how to take care of it.

Empress Chen has been in the palace for many years, and no one knows her exact age, maybe thirty, maybe forty, maybe fifty, but her appearance is always twenty, no matter how many years have passed, she has not changed at all , and never a trace of aging.

Just like Chu Yunshang, all the officials, wives, and misses were also envious of watching, but they didn't dare to look too much, so they could only quietly look at it from the corner of their eyes.

Chu Yunshang sighed: "Could it be that there really is immortality in this world?"

With a graceful smile on Empress Chen's face, she looked around at the crowd. Her gaze swept across the crowd, and when it landed on Chu Yunshang, she paused for a moment. Then, she tapped lightly. Nodding his head, he didn't know what it meant.

Chu Yunshang didn't think much about it, she came here today just as a foil, she didn't even need to say anything, just eat and drink well, and then followed Mo Ranchen back to the palace.

After everyone was seated, the eunuch of ceremonies read out the imperial decree, praising the state system, praising the empress’s virtuousness and decency, her mother’s respect to the world, her phoenix’s beauty is not old, she set an example for all officials, set an example, and set an example for the harem... Then came the emperor’s great grace, amnesty for the world, universal celebration, peace of the country and peace of the people ...

In this way, after rounds of red tape, Emperor Mo Long gently raised his hand and said, "Banquet!"

As soon as the words fell, palace maids and eunuchs immediately delivered all kinds of delicacies and wines to each table like butterflies wearing flowers. These delicacies were collected from all over the Molong Kingdom for Queen Chen's birthday, and they were rare to see on weekdays. A treasure, it can be seen that Emperor Mo Long favored Empress Chen and loved him to the fullest.

"All my loves, drink this glass of fine wine together."

Mo Longhuang raised the wine glass in his hand and said slowly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The ministers raised their wine glasses and respected each other from afar. Although Chu Yunshang disliked these etiquettes the most, she also raised her wine glasses. At this time, every move was watched by many people, so she had to pay attention.

"Drink." Mo Longhuang covered his cup with his sleeve and drank the fine wine.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." All the ministers shouted loudly.

After drinking a glass of wine, Emperor Mo Long waved his hand again, and was about to signal the ministers to open the banquet, when suddenly, a shrill and high-pitched voice came from outside the palace gate.

"Peng Biao, the great general of the Chu State, came to congratulate me, and presented a piece of thin-winged jade-like clothing, wishing the queen's beauty will remain forever, and she will not grow old!"

"Qin Shurong, the son of the Qin State, came to congratulate him. He offered a phoenix to the flying piano, a tree of fire and silver flowers, and wished the empress a long-lasting blessing and a spring forever."

"His Majesty Qi Yifeng came to congratulate him, presenting ten thousand taels of gold, one thousand heads of cattle and sheep, and ten thousand pieces of silk and satin. I wish the empress and empress the health of the phoenix. Every year there will be today, and every year will have the present. Congratulations to His Majesty the emperor, family harmony Guoxing has a long history."

With a good voice, as the shrill voice of the old eunuch resounded in the Hall of Renhe, everyone turned their heads and looked towards the entrance of the Hall of Renhe.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it is the most beautiful time of the day. Through the long cornices, the sun's rays fluctuate along the heights of the gate of the Hall of Renhe, refracting little by little, leaving clusters of mottled golden light at the gate.

Against the golden light, a figure slowly walked in from the outside. This person was extremely tall, eight feet long, with a hulking back and waist. When he walked around, he gave people a feeling like a wolf and a tiger.

This person is wearing a golden mail, shining golden light, the golden light emitted from his body and the sun's rays shine together, like a golden god of war resurrected from ancient times.

And this person is none other than the famous iron-blooded invincible general of the Chu Kingdom—Peng Biao, a well-deserved hero in the world, a generation of war god.

Before Peng Biao arrived, his voice came first, and he was the first to catch everyone: "Peng Biao, the great general of Chu, has seen His Majesty Mo Long, and the Empress."

His voice was rough and domineering, as domineering as he himself was. Even when meeting the most powerful men and women in Molong Kingdom, he still didn't bend his waist at all, and just followed the most common etiquette.

Immediately, Peng Biao entered the Hall of Renhe, and his footsteps stopped. His eyes were looking around, and he was furious. When the civil and military officials present met his gaze, they all chose to dodge. No one dared to confront him. Looking at each other, this domineering, Mo Longuo, no one can show its sharpness!
Immediately afterwards, another hemp-brown figure appeared in the thin golden light. The man walked neither fast nor slow, not in a hurry, as if walking in a courtyard, but also as if entering a deserted place.

This person is dressed in sackcloth, simple and simple, with black and thick hair scattered freely behind his head, fluttering in the wind, the clothes and hair are unrestrained, fluttering, graceful and graceful like a fox.

Different from Peng Biao's domineering voice, his voice is just like his own, clear and elegant, gentle and gentle, giving people a very strong book atmosphere, listening to people, it is natural, and makes people feel comfortable. Create a very close feeling.

(End of this chapter)