Cold king's poisonous spoiled concubine

The emperor was not satisfied with such a move, and the sword frowned. "The second son is really getting more and more disrespectful. How can such a banquet be so rude?"

The queen is watching the singer dancing under the stage. She hears the sound and looks along the sound. Her eyes are also full of vicious light, but they disappear in an instant. "The emperor should not blame. The second prince is also very sad."

The queen remembered that the two concubines were dead, and Chi Ming didn't say much anymore. He opened one eye and closed the other.

Shen Zhuohua, who was sitting there, saw all this, with a self mocking smile on his mouth. He also looked at the fifth prince, and saw that his eyes were on Mo'er's body, and his doting in his eyes was not reduced.

"What are you hiding from?" Shen Zhuohua glanced at Chen Mo'er and saw that she was eating there. She just couldn't help but smile without looking at the direction of the fifth prince.

"What are you talking about? I hid there, and I didn't hide from him." Chen Mo'er also took a sip of the wine glass in his hand.

"You took my glass, and I didn't say who it was." Shen Zhuohua looked at her flustered appearance, couldn't help smiling, the corners of his mouth also rose slightly, and his eyes were happy.

"Cough..." after Chen Mo'er drank the wine, he coughed uncontrollably, and his face immediately turned red.

"Mo'er, don't lose your courtesy in front of the emperor." Chen Jiawen frowned and scolded.

Chen Mo'er hung his head and slowed down for a long time. His eyes looked at the culprit, the fifth prince, just right in his eyes, and his eyes also showed the color of drama and abuse.

"Do you think it seems that my aunt has always felt that I am inferior to you since she married to your home. Even when you are not at home, my aunt always talks about you in front of me." Chen Mo'er stared at the fifth Prince and whispered in Shen Zhuohua's ear.

Shen Zhuohua heard the sound, and his heart was warm. His indifferent eyes were infected with a gentle warm current. "Mother naturally cares about you. This is the imperial palace. If you are rude, you will lose face. Don't you want to marry the fifth prince?"

"Who? Who wants to marry him? You think too much." Chen Mo'er's face turned red when he heard the sound. He picked up his chopsticks, ate a snack and looked at the dance in front of him.

Seeing this, Shen Zhuohua said no more. He also sat there and watched the dancer dance on the stage.

The five princes on the stage sat there, watching Chen Mo'er's face blush, the corners of his mouth rise slightly, and the spoil of his eyes flashed by.

"Fifth brother, what are you looking at?" the fourth prince sat beside him and looked at him in a good mood.

"Brother Huang, brother Huang is watching the singer." the fifth Prince looked a little restrained and drank the glass in his hand.

"What singer can fascinate you? Tell me, the fourth brother will send it to you in the evening?" the fourth prince asked in a low voice.

"Brother Sihuang, did you want to go there?" the fifth Prince didn't say much, but he couldn't help frowning.

"You don't have to be embarrassed, we brothers, you are the youngest. You said that as a prince, you haven't even touched a woman. Are you ashamed to lose it?" the fourth prince said and came to a glass of wine.

The fifth Prince heard it as drunken talk and didn't answer it.

"Brother Huang, you can show your heart to whoever you like. If you can't, please ask your father to marry him. It's all yours and didn't run away." the fourth Prince's tongue is a little stiff.

The fifth Prince listened to these words in his heart, and his eyes also looked at Chen Mo'er, whose face was flushed.

At the end of the song, those singers also withdrew one after another.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little cold, the queen took the initiative to speak to the emperor and said, "emperor, on such a happy day, how about inviting the daughters of these ministers to perform?"

Chi Ming heard the sound and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. "The Queen's attention is good. Isn't such a talent show boring?"

"Well, if anyone wins, who is the Phoenix hundred grass hairpin? How about?" the queen took the hairpin off her head as a reward. The courtiers and women under the stage couldn't help but brighten their eyes. It was brought by the queen.

No matter what happens in the future, it is an honor. Moreover, those who can attend the banquet here hope to be liked and get a good marriage. Those women can't help but want to try.

"This is your dowry. I remember you like it very much." Chi Ming looked at the hairpin in front of her.

"Yes, it's rare for the emperor to remember that this was worn by the minister and concubine when they first entered the palace. Now the minister and concubine are over that age. It's better to let these young girls wear it. It doesn't waste the role of this hairpin."

A trace of regret and reluctance flashed in the Queen's eyes.

"Then it's up to you. How do you want to play?" the emperor said and patted her hand.

"Then draw lots to decide. Come in order, mother white. You go and prepare." the queen pondered, glanced at mother white and ordered.

"Yes." mother Bai bowed slightly and went down.

The girls in the boudoir holding the waiting word were full of joy and shame.

"Zhuo Hua, what are you going to perform? It's been so long. It's estimated that you can't play chess." Chen Mo'er asked in a low voice.

"Do you think I can only play chess?" Shen Zhuohua raised his eyebrows slightly, twisted his indifferent eyes and looked at her with deep meaning.

"Do you have other talents?" Chen Mo'er was stunned, and his eyes were shocked.

Shen Zhuohua took a drink from the wine glass, speechless and unfathomable.

But for a moment, Shen Zhuohua looked at the number in his hand and glanced indifferently. The women around him asked each other for the number.

"How much are you?" asked Chen Mo'er curiously.

"Number ten, what about you?" Shen Zhuohua took out the sign in his hand.

"I'm number seven. I'll ask Mingzhu." Chen Mo'er said and secretly walked to haimingzhu. Fortunately, the distance was not very far.

"Mo'er is really......" Chen Jia just shook her head helplessly.

"Let him go." Shen Zhuohua didn't think so, but felt that Chen Mo'er had a good temper. After all, it was really hard to maintain the identity of Princess outside.

But half Zhu Xiang's time, he watched those courtiers perform, surrounded by the sound of the piano, which was highly praised.

"Who is she?" Chen Mo'er returned to his position and asked in a low voice.

"The daughter of the wooden family, the wooden bowl." Shen Zhuohua had some impressions of the girl in his previous life, as if he had been in love with the fourth Prince for a long time. Later

"It looks good. It's a lingering sound." Chen Mo'er sat there and made a serious comment.

"When did you have such high attainments in piano sound?" Shen Zhuohua looked at her suspiciously, as if he remembered something?