The wife and husband are not late

Chapter 666 The True Metaphor

What the woman looked up to see was at the desk of the foreign man in the second row. This time, she could see clearly that this man was the merchant who should have died in the Wanshun gambling house, but now he didn't die!

In other words, her task has not been completed!

Feng Qingcheng stared at the woman in Rose Pavilion, all her changes did not escape Feng Qingcheng's eyes.

This silent drama is still going on, looking at the beginning, Feng Qingcheng feels that the people in this drama are of a high level, and they can come up with such a wonderful metaphor. An Zhenyuan is the man who returned from the metaphor. .

However, the people in His Highness, who were infected by the artistic conception of this play, just felt that An Zhenyuan was just acting well in the play at this time, and they had no idea that this was An Zhenyuan's true demeanor.

The music stopped, and the silent play came to an end. Emperor Junning patted the handrail,

"it is good!"

Jun Anyang raised his left and right hands, and first applauded. Following the sound of applause in Jun Anyang's hands, the officials in the hall also applauded. Unexpectedly, although Mr. An could not fight the enemy, the play was really good.

Princess Anping watched coldly, she didn't raise her hand, and she didn't move. For some reason, she just felt that An Zhenyuan had an inexplicable attraction, very bloody.

But looking around, An Zhenyuan followed the crowd to thank him, the gesture of retreating in small steps, the looseness between his feet, and his flattering eyes, Princess Anping withdrew his gaze, the feeling he had just now must be an illusion , waste is waste, and reloading is also waste.

An Zhenyuan's silent play won unanimous praise from everyone in the hall, and the atmosphere of the banquet was pushed to the climax. Even the courtiers around Mount An Ding sincerely congratulated them.

"Young master is also a talented person!"

"Hey, it's a small fight."

An Dingshan had an embarrassing and regretful expression on his face, the majestic general's mansion, Mr. An doesn't like martial arts, but fell in love with singing, how can General An not be embarrassed.

An Dingshan knows that this person is a real compliment, but no one knows what An Zhenyuan's reputation is in Wudu, so now at least he has something to offer, right?Others really praise it!However, it is true that An Dingshan's small fights are true, so does An Zhenyuan's talent stop there?It's just not the time yet.

An Zhenyuan's group thanked them in an orderly manner. When everyone followed An Zhenyuan and retreated out of the hall, Feng Qingcheng noticed that the man sitting next to him suddenly got up and walked out slowly, as if he had drunk a lot of wine. Slightly drunk.

The banquet lasted for a long time, and it was normal for some people to walk around occasionally, but others didn't pay attention.

Feng Qingcheng came to Duan Xiaoxiao's ear and said softly,

"Xiaoxiao, I'm going out to get some air, you wait here for me."

"Qingcheng, let me go with you."

Duan Xiaoxiao actually wanted to go to the apse, but she didn't dare to mess around in the palace.

Feng Qingcheng was worried that it would be dangerous to go out, and it would hurt Xiaoxiao, so she said to Duan Xiaoxiao,
"Too many people go out, I'm afraid the emperor will blame you, Xiaoxiao, just wait for me, we have to go to the harem after the banquet."

Feng Qingcheng specifically emphasized that they would stay after the banquet. When Duan Xiaoxiao heard this, she obediently did not get up, nodded and said,

"it is good."

Feng Qingcheng got up and left. Mu Hao stared at Feng Qingcheng closely, but the girl who passed by him didn't even glance at him. Mu Hao's hand holding the wine glass tightened. Could it be that his identity as the young master of the Mu family, Feng Qingcheng? Qingcheng didn't see it?

(End of this chapter)