Mrs. Prime Minister

Chapter 289
do not like!

I really don't like it!

But this is a big banquet, Emperor Qingyuan ordered it to be held, and the banquet was organized by Concubine Xian herself!
Can she not like it? !
Yun Qing gently raised the corners of her lips, she couldn't see why she was smiling, her clear eyes were slightly cold, and she said in a low voice, "Why would you think so? Attending such an important banquet, it is too late to thank the emperor for his kindness, so how can you not be happy."

Her tone was light, and she couldn't tell whether it was sincerity or sarcasm.

Concubine Mei didn't care about her answer, she rolled her eyes lightly, and said with a light smile, "Hehe, I'm just joking with Madam, don't worry about Madam, but Madam's improvement is indeed not very good. , Could it be that you are unwell?"

If she is unwell, can she be let to rest?
Totally impossible!She sneered in her heart, but her face was still gentle, "Thank you for your concern, empress, Yunqing is fine."

Concubine Mei smiled lightly, but did not dwell on this issue.

The old lady Bai's eyebrows were kind, but there was a trace of anger in her eyes.Old Bai Yushi remained expressionless, holding the wine glass and taking a sip every sip.

It was snowing heavily, and after a while, a light layer of white fell on the top of Yun Qing's hair.

If Feng Lanjin hadn't used her internal energy to help Yun Qing dissipate the cold air on her body, she would have been stiff from the cold and her face had turned blue.

Feng Lanjin's eyes became colder and colder.

"Cough...cough..."

A depressive cough sounded from the opposite side. Feng Lanjin's eyes deepened, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He and Junli looked at each other, and a trace of something flew across their eyes. His cooperation turned out to be very tacit.

Looking at Junli who was coughing uncontrollably with his fist pressed against the corner of his lips, he asked with concern, "Third Highness, are you feeling unwell?"

As soon as Feng Lanjin said this, everyone's eyes were on Junli.

Junli coughed for a long time, and a blush gradually appeared on his face.

Emperor Qingyuan's complexion immediately sank.

"How do you take care of the Third Highness?!" He was slightly annoyed at the people around Junli.

Jun Li finally stopped coughing, he waved his hand, his brows were light, "I just caught a cold yesterday, my father knows that my son is sick and weak, it's common to be sick, I can't blame others."

Emperor Qingyuan choked for breath and did not speak for a long time.

Depressed light coughs occasionally sounded at the banquet.

People who don't care about it will naturally feel nothing, but Emperor Qingyuan is getting more and more annoyed.

He suppressed his anger, and said to Junli slowly, "If you are not feeling well, go to the hall to rest for a while..." There was a touch of concern in his words.

Junli sat on the low stool without moving.

Instead, he picked up a glass of wine and drank it in small sips. The heavy snow drifted past and landed on his snow-white clothes, making his face paler and tighter.

Emperor Qingyuan's heart tightened, his brows frowned slightly, and he looked at him disapprovingly.

Jun Li smiled casually, "On New Year's Eve, my son will naturally celebrate the New Year with all the adults and my father. Father don't have to worry, my son just caught the wind and cold. The imperial doctor said not to blow the cold wind and nothing will happen. Today This minister is wearing thick clothes, and he drank wine to warm himself up, but he didn't feel cold, so it must be all right."

Feng Lanjin couldn't help but praise Jun Li in her heart!

He smiled lightly, his brows soothed.But he lowered his eyelids and didn't speak to the army.

Some people couldn't help it.

Lord Taiwei He frowned fiercely. He got up from his seat, cupped his fists and said to Emperor Qingyuan, "Your Majesty, the Third Prince has been weak since he was a child. If there is a cold wind blowing here tonight, I'm afraid it won't last a month." Hospital bed. The third highness wants to celebrate the New Year with His Majesty with all his filial piety. The old minister admires him very much, so I implore His Majesty to move the banquet indoors..."

"Mr. He's words are accusing the banquet arranged by this palace as being unreasonable?" Seeing Emperor Qingyuan's face remained silent, Concubine Xian frowned and said, "Mr. He, the Third Highness is not in good health, and His Majesty also agrees for him to go back and rest. Your Majesty likes the snow scene most, and Master He must know that the auspicious snow heralds a good year, and there will be a good harvest in the coming year with such heavy snowfall..."

"Okay!" Emperor Qingyuan gave Concubine Xian a warning look, and said angrily, "Concubine Xian, you have done a good job, is it because we don't have a banquet on a snowy night that next year's harvest will be bad? What's wrong with you? Thinking about things." The officials and female relatives at the banquet were a little cold, stomping their feet quietly under the table. Seeing this, Emperor Qingyuan became even more angry, "You don't even use your brain when thinking about problems? The New Year's Eve is so cold, you You don’t even light a brazier, do you really want to freeze others to death?”

Concubine Xian was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground.

It was snowing heavily and the wind was howling, but she broke out in a thin layer of cold sweat under the illumination of the palace lanterns.

She didn't dare to wipe it off, her complexion was as pale as paper.

"The one who is a concubine is not thoughtless, I beg Your Majesty to punish you." She bit her lip tightly, feeling aggrieved but dared not speak out.

Could it be said that it was His Majesty who hinted at the concubine giving the Feng family a blow? When the concubine showed you the process of the banquet, were you very satisfied?

Naturally, you can't say this, you can only rot in your stomach.

How could the emperor be wrong.

Emperor Qingyuan was annoyed because he saw that Junli was not feeling well. Now that he heard Concubine Xian confessed his mistake, his face became more and more ugly.

"You really didn't think well." His voice was cold, and he directly ordered, "I will pass on the order, immediately move the tables and chairs to the main hall, and ask someone to get the brazier to burn, and let the imperial dining room serve some warming hot soup." Come up."

Concubine Xian did not dare to speak, but Quan Fu, who was behind Emperor Qingyuan, had lowered his brows and lowered his eyes to answer.

The speed of the palace people is very fast.

Yun Qing followed Feng Lanjin into the hall in a daze, still a little stunned, Feng Lanjin and Junli quickly looked at each other with deep meaning in their eyes.

When Emperor Qingyuan arrived in the hall, he also realized that he had gone too far with Concubine Xian just now, so he didn't mention anything about how to deal with her.

The ministers looked at each other, and there was a bit of competition in their eyes.

The expressions of Jun Mo and Jun Aozhi became quite ugly.

Concubine Mei also saw that Emperor Qingyuan was in a bad mood, she chuckled lightly and tugged at his sleeves.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry with Concubine Xian, she must have no intentions. How about I dance for you?"

Emperor Qingyuan's gaze eased slightly. "Yes."

Concubine Mei smiled lightly and stepped back to change her dance clothes.

The hall was much warmer than before, the lights were softly shining down, and Yun Qing's face was also very gentle and soothing.

She took advantage of the dancing girl dancing in the hall and whispered to Feng Lanjin.

"Concubine Mei... is weird." She couldn't say the specific weirdness, but the way Concubine Mei looked at her made people feel very uncomfortable. There was a friendly smile on her face, but her eyes were full of tears. It was extremely cold, and the strong sense of disobedience made people feel very unhappy.

But no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't remember where she had sinned against such a woman.

"Can't think of where I've seen it?" He lowered his voice.

Yun Qing shook her head, "I don't have any impression."

With deep eyes, he smiled lightly, "That...it's really puzzling..."

"No matter what, the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth."

"Well, I have everything!"

While speaking, Concubine Mei had already changed into a bright red dance dress and appeared on stage.

A group of dancers danced for her by her side.Her figure is enchanting, her eyes are alluring, her body is soft while dancing, and her every move exudes a strong temptation like a poppy.

The breathing of most of the men present was slightly stagnant, and their eyes followed the woman who looked like a witch in the world under the light without blinking their eyes.

But there were also people whispering and secretly despising.

Old Bai Yushi was not a strict person, but he couldn't help but look down.

On New Year's Eve, a concubine, a concubine favored by His Majesty, actually dances such a sexy dance in front of a group of ministers... It's simply outrageous!
Emperor Qingyuan smiled very heartily, what he likes is Concubine Mei's impulsiveness that doesn't care.

After dancing, Concubine Mei panted slightly.But he sat back to his original place very happily, regardless of the revealing dance clothes all over his body.

Someone sneered.

"Concubine Mei's dance is really opportunistic!"

Concubine Mei turned her eyes to that person, her enchanting eyes turned out to be very pure, "Why did your lord say that?"

The man obviously dismissed her.

He said coldly, "Your Majesty, this dance should be adapted from the famous dance of the late Empress Wan——Jinghong."

Concubine Mei covered her lips and smiled, "My lord has good eyesight."

But the man snorted coldly, "But my lady's dance is not one-tenth of that of Empress Guan. Back then, the empress's dance was graceful and graceful. But when she came to my lady's place, she became like a dancing prostitute, a hooker." The old man really feels sorry for the empress, if the empress knows that the dance she choreographed has become a pornographic dance, I don’t know if she will regret choreographing that dance.”

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately remembered the amazing dance of that dignified and graceful woman back then.

No wonder Concubine Mei's dancing posture seemed familiar just now.

That's right.

When Empress Guan was mentioned, Emperor Qingyuan's complexion suddenly became complicated.

His eyes fell on Junli, but he saw that Junli looked at Concubine Mei with disgust, and there was a trace of hatred in his eyes.

Emperor Qingyuan had never seen such a strong emotional reaction from his son, and he didn't know whether it was happiness or worry.

But he really had to say that the reason why he liked Concubine Mei was that she was similar to Guan'er.

Especially for the dance just now, he immediately thought of Guan'er when he saw it, he immediately looked a little bit sad, took a glass of wine from the table, raised his neck and drank it down in one gulp.

But I heard an extremely discordant voice interjected.

"vulgar!"

The military officer who had just opened his mouth tightened his expression, and there was already anger on his face. He said coldly to Fang Ren who spoke, "That's better than the hypocrisy of some people."

Fang Ren's face flashed with anger, and he suppressed it forcefully, looking at the military officer with eyes wishing to swallow him alive.

Feng Lanjin explained to Yun Qing.

"It was the man who stabbed Fang Ren's son to death in Lanyue Tower..."

Yun Qing smiled knowingly, her eyes lightly swept over Emperor Qingyuan's body.

This time it really is, there is a good show to watch...

(End of this chapter)