Love in Xuancheng

"Don't tear away the topic!" Feng moye was so angry that his forehead hurt and raised his hand to knead his forehead.

"How can you get away with the topic? It's clear that you were quarreled by your son last night. You heard it wrong, and your thoughts are not clear. Why don't you lie down and have a rest first?" Shen Xingyue said solemnly.

"When can you put the king in your heart?" Feng moye sighed. His deep eyes were darkened for a few minutes. He said in a helpless voice: "just rest first. Today is my son's full moon banquet. A group of guests are still in the front hall. I'll go and have a look." then he turned and went straight out of the inner room.

Shen Xingyue was stunned. Looking at his back, the news disappeared from his sight. She was both angry and funny. "She ate her son's Vinegar again! If you really want to forget one day, you will forget it. How can you let you choose? How stupid!"

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The banquet went on in an orderly manner. No one dared to ask the host why he didn't come forward to entertain, and no one expected that the angry royal highness of the king of Jin would appear. Everyone knew it, so no one mentioned it. The banquet without the host was more comfortable and normal, and the presence of the host would make people feel abnormal.

We were chatting and drinking in twos and threes, when we suddenly heard a young man shouting: "Your Highness the king of Jin, here..."

All the guests looked stunned, and then turned their eyes to the main direction. When Feng moye really came, they were sure that they had heard correctly. However, the guests only saw his straight back, because he sat opposite the emperor when he came.

In this way, many women were disappointed. They thought they could see the real face of the king of Jin. As a result, they only saw his waterfall like black hair and tall and straight back.

"Don't you like a place with many people?" the emperor saw his son's gloomy face and guessed one or two in his heart, which could make his son, who collapsed in front of Mount Tai and didn't change his face, angry. There was no second person except Shen.

"This is my son's full moon banquet!" Feng moye's voice was faint, his eyelids were not lifted, and he filled muggy wine cup by cup.

"Really?" the emperor raised his eyebrows and smiled, squinting at the wind. "Then why do you sit here drinking with a smelly face? No! Your son's full moon banquet, you should happily entertain the guests who come to congratulate!"

Seeing the emperor's Schadenfreude, Feng moxie turned his mind, waved back a group of servants in the hall, looked at the emperor and whispered, "the wind starts to clear!"

"Bastard! Did you do the second? Now you have to move the fourth! Can't you spare your brothers if no one can take my seat except you?" the emperor glared angrily, lowered his voice and scolded the wind.

"I have said many times that I am not interested in your position!" Feng moye poured a glass of wine and slowly pushed it to the emperor. He said calmly: "you can move the king any way, but if someone moves his mind to the king's women and children, there is only a dead end!"

When the emperor heard the speech, he couldn't help shivering and powerlessly closed his eyes. After a long time, he opened his mouth and asked in a low voice, "the second is dead?"

"No!" Feng moye replied simply.

It's true that I didn't. I just became a military prostitute for the sergeants to amuse. Death has become a luxury for Fengyi, the second prince!