Secret Agent: The Devil's Favorite Wife

Chapter 7 New Year's Eve Banquet

Que Ruoyu followed her gaze, and saw a man dressed in white snow coming from a distance. His facial features were handsome and elegant, the tree was facing the wind, he was gentle and elegant, and he looked like a handsome young man.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling like a spring breeze, seemingly gentle but making people afraid to approach easily.

This is Quan Langyuan, the king of Shengchu, who is the eldest son of the emperor, but not the eldest son, so he has no chance of being on the throne.

In fact, Quan Xiaoli was not the queen's own son, his biological mother was the former queen Rong Si.

After the death of Empress Rong, Concubine Yue, who was an imperial concubine, was strengthened and became the current Empress Yue.

But the identity of Quan Xiaoli's son is unshakable, so even though Queen Yue has a word, she can only watch but not say anything, but this does not mean that no one covets the throne.

Que Ruoyu and Xiaoqing knelt down again, Quan Langyuan walked past them coldly, and disappeared into the palace gate like a gust of wind.

Before they came to remember, the people not far away started to stir again, whispering, the person who came this time was Prince Quan Xiaoli.

Que Ruoyu will hang down very low, for fear that Quan Xiaoli will recognize him.

Quan Xiaoli gave her an extremely dangerous feeling. His facial features are feminine and handsome, and his personality is cold and domineering. He gives people the feeling of both righteousness and evil. This kind of person will only let her hide away, and will never take a step closer. .

He came in style, dressed in a noble blue dress, with an exquisite and flawless face, so beautiful that it was breathtaking, his cold and noble eyes looked ahead indifferently, and his whole body exuded an indescribable sense of alienation .

He walked all the way, everyone knelt on their knees, bowed their heads and ears, "His Royal Highness."

Que Ruoyu took a deep breath, and saluted with Xiaoqing, "See you, His Royal Highness."

Quan Xiaoli didn't notice Que Ruoyu, walked in front of them with a proud attitude, and walked directly into Feixia Palace.

Que Ruoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly stood up. She patted the dirt on her knees with both hands, picked up the broom and continued to sweep the floor.

Xiaoqing had a nympho on her face, she didn't notice that Que Ruoyu was distracted, she said to herself: "The prince is the most beautiful man in our Yunlong country, even the eldest prince Shengchu king Quan Langyuan can't compare to him."

The corner of Que Ruoyu's mouth twitched slightly, Quan Xiaoli really deserved the title of the world's most beautiful man.

With more and more people in the Feixia Hall, the inside gradually became lively. Everyone's face was filled with joy, and they were talking about the layout of the hall today, especially the delicate flowers blooming beside the dragon chair. The colorful bloom is amazing.

Someone reached out and picked one off, only to find that the flower was actually a fake flower.

It's amazing how lifelike it is.

"It's actually a fake flower." The man couldn't help but let out a voice of admiration, "This origami technique is really amazing, it's shocking."

After hearing this, everyone moved closer to look at it, and when they found out that it was a fake flower, they couldn't help but raised their thumbs up and praised it.

Quan Langyuan stared at a pot of fake flowers on the desk table, reached out to pick one off, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, it seems that the person who came up with this method is not easy.

At this time, it was completely dark, and the palace lanterns had already been lit on the main hall. Under the illumination of the palace lanterns, the colored garlands on the roof showed a brilliance like glazed glass. .

Not long after, the emperor came slowly with the empress and concubine Qing.

The emperor Quan Jinghui is fifty years old this year, and he was born with a magnificent appearance and extraordinary might. He is both civil and military, and his attainments in martial arts are even higher.

When he was still a prince, he led the army to fight in the north and south. At that time, his reputation spread far and wide, and the country where Que Ruoyu was located was frightened. Within a few years, Quan Jinghui sent troops into the city, and captured the country that had long been The defeated country established the Yunlong Kingdom, dominating the entire continent.

Que Ruoyu didn't feel that she was still some kind of high-ranking princess, that it was not easy to survive a broken country, and she understood more clearly that the world will always be divided if it is divided for a long time.

So there is no deep hatred for Quan Jinghui. To her, Quan Jinghui is just a stranger.

She raised her eyes lightly and glanced, and behind Quan Jinghui were Queen Yue Qin Yue and Concubine Qing Yun Qing.

Qin Yue is in her forties, dignified and glamorous, her pampered face does not show any wrinkles, her figure is still graceful, she is dressed in a palace dress with a red phoenix and peony pattern embroidered with gold silk, she is very magnificent, Noble and gorgeous.

Concubine Qing is about the same age as the empress, and she has the royal power of Sheng Xiao, Mo Lin.

She has a plump body, well-maintained body, smooth and fair skin, and she has crescent eyes, even if she is not smiling, she seems to be smiling. Along the way, there is a faint fragrance. I heard that Quan Jinghui was attracted by her eyes back then , will allow her to leapfrog the ranks and promote her, and suddenly become a noble concubine from Qingcai.

Seeing the three pass by in front of him, Que Ruoyu looked silent and saluted respectfully. No one noticed that the princess from the former dynasty was already so old now.

When the emperor stepped into the hall, he immediately smelled an unusual fragrance, not like the usual strong Baoxun, but the sweet and moist fragrance of pear blossoms.

He frowned slightly, and glanced suspiciously around the hall, he saw brightly colored flowers everywhere, but he didn't see any pear blossoms.

I don't know where this smell comes from.

At this time, his eyes fell on the flowers blooming in rainbow colors on the left and right sides of the dragon chair.

He heard that in the severe winter this year, many flowers were not ready to bloom. He didn't know where the flowers in the hall would come from.

"What's wrong with the emperor?" Empress Yue's gentle voice rang out from behind the emperor, and she was also secretly surprised when she saw the flowers blooming in the palace.

"It's nothing." The emperor's eyes flashed a gloomy look, thinking in his heart that it would be all right if Concubine Xi was still there.

He slowly came back to his senses, his suspicious expression slightly restrained, as if nothing had happened, he walked up to the dragon chair and sat down gently.

When Imperial Concubine Qing saw these flowers, her thoughts turned a thousand times, and this time she let the empress stole the limelight again!

Empress Yue and Concubine Qing followed the emperor and sat on both sides of the dragon chair. With faint smiles in their eyes, they looked at the civil and military officials and princes under the hall.

The emperor's eyes were fixed on the flowers on both sides of the dragon chair, and the sweet and quiet fragrance seemed to come from here.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

In the huge Feixia Palace, the princes and civil and military officials shouted loudly, and they left their seats and knelt down together.

The emperor withdrew his gaze lightly, and said in a loud and steady voice, "Your Excellencies are at peace."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the words fell, everyone slowly got up and sat down again.

"Today is the New Year's Eve banquet. Lovers, you don't have to be nervous, just like at home, drinking and eating meat, listening to music and watching dances." The emperor smiled very leisurely.

"Yes." Everyone responded in unison again.

A moment later, silk and bamboo orchestral music came from the hall, and six enchanting dancers danced lightly in the center of the hall.

"What is father thinking?" Quan Molin kept his gaze fixed on the emperor, seeing him staring at the flower in a daze, and asked very curiously.

Quan Molin is the son of Concubine Qing, he is very beautiful, his eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Concubine Qing's, male and female, with red lips and white teeth, but there is a hint of evil in his brows, he has a perverted temperament on weekdays, and is very perverted, this picture The handsome face made people feel a little uncomfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

The emperor looked silent, and said calmly: "It's nothing, I just think the variety of this flower is very strange, it's actually the color of a rainbow, I wonder which servant of the Imperial Flower House made it?"

"My son, please remind father to take a closer look at this flower to see if there is any difference." Quan Molin's mysterious smile aroused the emperor's curiosity even more.

The emperor naturally felt strange, that flower was not a peach blossom, how could it have the sweet aroma of pear blossom?

With all kinds of doubts, the emperor took a closer look and found that the flowers on both sides of the dragon chair were actually fake.

Empress Yue and Concubine Qing looked down, the colorful roses were round and plump, as if they were real.

If you don't observe carefully, it is difficult to find that it is fake.

Fu Chengren, the chief eunuch serving the emperor, leaned over and picked one of the flowers, and handed it to the emperor.

The emperor carefully looked at the rose in his palm, which was small, cute and unique. A surprised and gratified smile gradually appeared on his face, "Who the hell is so original?"

Since Concubine Xi's death, the Emperor's brows have been filled with sorrow, but he did not expect to be smiled by a fake flower today.

The empress was very happy in her heart, she smiled like a flower and said: "This is done by Madam Su, why not let her come in and tell the emperor herself."

The emperor nodded and agreed.

Fu Chengren understood, pinched his throat and shouted: "Mother Xuansu goes to the hall."

Madam Su was waiting outside the hall, when she heard calling herself, she walked in immediately.

"The old slave pays homage to the emperor and the empress." Madam Su knelt on the carpet and kowtowed heavily, her eyebrows were pleasing to the eye, and she didn't dare to do anything wrong.

Everyone was a little surprised. They didn't expect that it was an old woman who came up with this solution.

They always feel that something is wrong.

"Is this the way you came up with?" The emperor was also a little surprised, with deep brows, and asked a little seriously.

It seems that she doesn't believe it was Su Momo's doing.

Su Momo could hear that something was wrong in the emperor's tone, so she knew that she couldn't hide it.

Empress Yue thought she was nervous, she smiled kindly, and said in a soft voice, "Nurse Su, you don't have to be nervous, you just need to tell the emperor something, the emperor likes this flower very much, you have made a contribution."

Concubine Qing secretly sneered at the side, the empress is really good at talking, but she is just a fake flower, what credit can it be!
Empress Yue caught a glimpse of Concubine Qing's disdainful expression at the end of her slender eyes, and the smile on her brows became even stronger. As long as she could win the emperor's favor and suppress Concubine Qing, why not do it.

(End of this chapter)