My Queen, you are naughty again

The emperor took the throne, the queen sat on the right side of the emperor, South Vietnamese ministers such as Mo Rongrui and Mo Rongyu sat on the right side of the hall, and the people from Beiliang finally sat on the left seat of the hall.

"When we came to the capital of South Vietnam this time, our father and Emperor told us that we must offer three glasses of wine to the saint."

Not long after they were seated, Prince 10 and Prince 13 of Beiliang got up and came to the center of the hall. They held wine glasses in their hands and seriously said to the emperor sitting in front.

"Three glasses of wine for me? But what? Rather than three glasses of wine for me, it's better to respect the friendship between South Vietnam and Beiliang!" the emperor, sitting on the Dragon chair in front, smiled calmly and said to the two princes below.

"Yes, the holy Master said yes, but I'll honor the holy master first for this glass of wine!" Prince 10 of Beiliang smiled and drank up a glass of wine, turned around, picked up the wine pot beside the table, filled another glass, raised it and put it on his chest.

Sitting at the banquet, Murong Rui looked at the two people in the center. He didn't know what he was thinking. He only heard the voice of Murong Yu turning his head to him: "they all say that the ten princes of Beiliang killed people like hemp on the battlefield and have a bad temper, but now it seems that it's something like a thing. It's the thirteen princes who have been talking all the time and are a little timid."

Mo Rongrui looked back at him, his hands were still on his knees, and said faintly: "the ten princes of Beiliang and the thirteen princes have different temperament. The ten princes fight in the battlefield all year round, and there is boiling blood in their bones. The thirteen princes are a little younger than him. They grew up eating honey in their Beiliang palace, but Wen erwenya is also the most like the king of Beiliang."

"One has been thrown in the frontier battlefield by the king of Beiliang all the year round. The other has never experienced the battlefield since childhood and grew up eating honey. I don't know why the king of Beiliang asked them to come to South Vietnam together. I don't know if any of their brothers were interested!" Murong Yu raised his eyebrows and took a sip of the wine glass beside the table, Then he grabbed a little peanuts next to him and stuffed them into his mouth.

He looked thoughtfully at the two princes of Beiliang standing in the center.

Although they are different countries, they are all expensive princes. Everyone knows the struggle between princes. Looking at the two brothers of Beiliang, they seemed friendly on the surface, but they didn't know whether there was a fight behind their backs.

Murong Rui glanced at the two of them, and finally said in a deep voice to Murong, who was sitting at the next table: "we can't control the affairs between their brothers. It's the thirteen princes who married our six princesses of South Vietnam. These ten princes must have a bad taste in their hearts!"

As he was saying this, the thirteen prince, who had been standing there without opening his mouth, smiled, making people feel like a spring breeze. He picked his neat eyebrows and tail, walked to him in two steps, raised his cup in his hand, and said to the Emperor: "Holy master, when I come to South Vietnam this time, I can't help but say hello to our father and Emperor like holy master. I have done my best to make friends between the two sides in North Liang, South Vietnam, and also to marry the six princesses of the holy master. I pray that the six princesses of South Vietnam can bring us better peace and health in the future. I respect the holy master and the six princesses more!"

After saying that, he looked up and did his best. The sleeves hanging in front of him were slightly raised, and the action was clean and neat without dragging the mud.

"According to this view, it's not unreasonable for the king of Beiliang to like the thirteen princes." Murong Yu smiled calmly after looking at the thirteen princes of Beiliang.

Mo Rongrui turned his head and looked at him. Without words, he just nodded gently to express his approval.

Although the ten princes of the northern Liang Dynasty came forward to propose a toast, they never talked about the punctuality. This time, both sides knew that they were coming to marry the six princesses of South Vietnam. Generally speaking, the ten princes of the northern Liang Dynasty did not say anything about this, and they were not as quiet and secure as the thirteen princes.

Some of it is because he has been running around the battlefield all the year round, but he doesn't have the elegant and calm aura of the thirteen princes.

"Well, this is also the sixth princess in the end. We Nanyue and Beiliang also hope that the marriage between the sixth Princess and the thirteenth prince will be safe forever!"

The emperor nodded with satisfaction, raised his glass and drank it all at once. A smile appeared on his face. He raised his hand and gently patted the back of the Queen's hand sitting beside him, indicating that she, the thirteen prince, was still OK.

For a long time, halfway through the banquet, the emperor frowned slightly and whispered to the queen next to him, "where's yu'er? I didn't tell her to come later. Why hasn't there been anyone yet!"

"My concubine told her, and I wonder why I haven't seen anyone yet!" the queen answered in a low voice.

Then, after the emperor explained a few words to Zhang Luhai, Zhang Luhai hurried to Mo Rongrui's side.

Looking at the lively conversation between the ten princes and the thirteen princes of the North Liang in the hall, Murong Rui frowned, patted Murong Yu's arm next to him, and got up and left the table quietly.

Outside the main hall, Murong Rui took a breath, told the soldiers in front of him, "go to every corner of the palace to find the figure of six princesses, come on!"

Hearing this, Murong Yu came up to him, looked at Murong Rui with a dignified face, and said in a deep voice, "what are you talking about? What's the matter with the sixth sister?"

"What's the matter? Zhang Luhai said just now that she can't find the figure of the six princesses now. Now, at this time, she's going to meet her father and the emperor and the prince of Beiliang. If she can see her now, it's strange!" Mo Rong's Ruiqi frowned, turned and lowered his voice and said angrily.

Although he has doubted Mo Rongyu, now the Beiliang people are here. He has the same courage as himself, but he can't say anything more.

He had to pull him out together and look for the figure of the six princesses separately.

"Dead girl! What are you going to run at this time? Can you run?" Murong Yu's face sank and murmured, then turned and took a pair of people down the steps and ran towards the road of the imperial garden.

On the main hall, the emperor and the queen were talking with Beiliang people, but the six princesses here disappeared. Mo Rongrui looked back at them and hurried to the opposite direction of Mo Rongyu.

At the same time, in the main hall of the Queen's Weiyang palace, the six Princess yu'er is sitting in front of a bronze mirror. In the mirror, she is wearing a satin exquisite Qiqiao brocade skirt, wearing gold, silver and glass hairpins on her head, drooping glass beads matching the color of the dress, with pear makeup in her eyebrows. Her eyes like black gemstones are very lonely.

"Six princesses, the emperor has sent a message and ordered six princesses to go to the hall. Now it's too late. Don't go again..." behind him, the servant girl of six princesses asked nervously.

But before he finished, he saw the sixth Princess raise her hand and push it, knocking everything in front of the table to the ground, crackling.