The Crown Prince is Actually a Princess!

Murongci immediately objected: "Father Emperor's dragon body has not yet recovered. Doctor Xue ordered that Emperor Father must rest. For the noble concubine, you let Emperor Father go to a banquet and eat indiscriminately. If Emperor Father...has a relapse, what should I do? Can you afford it?"

What if the palace man who doesn't have eyes or the minister with a leaky mouth tells what happened recently, and the father knows what happened?

Concubine Xiao Gui gently feeds your Majesty, her voice is soft, without any urgency, "It is natural for your Highness to have such worries. But your Majesty has been bored in the sleeping hall these days. It is not good for your spirits if you are bored for a long time. Walking outside is more beneficial to the recovery of your majesty’s dragon body. Moreover, during these days, your majesty is recovering from illness, and many important officials have asked for advice. The royal king declined the minister’s request on the grounds of his majesty’s meditation, which led to a lot of speculation in the court. He smiled, "Your Majesty, this banquet can show the ministers. Your Majesty is getting better, and those speculations will naturally disappear."

Murong Cheng smiled calmly, "My bones are soft these days on the couch, so I should go outside for a while."

The golden phoenix steps on her slick high bun shook slightly, and the golden light flowed, making his face paler against the background, "If your majesty is unwell at the banquet, your concubine will accompany your majesty to rest immediately. Furthermore, the concubine will pay attention. Meals that your majesty cannot eat will not appear in the royal case."

Seeing his father's interest in Murong Ci, he no longer objected.

Perhaps, always boring in the sleeping hall, the father will also panic, and it will not help the condition.

She retired and left. When she walked to the jade steps in front of the hall, she heard rushing footsteps behind her, followed by Concubine Xiao’s cold voice: "His Royal Highness stayed."

Murong stopped, turned around and said coldly: "What's the matter with the concubine?"

"The weather is hot right now, and it’s still wrong for Zhao Hao's body to be parked for many days. If Dali Temple can't be detected, then Zhao Hao can't go into the soil for safety?" Xiao Guifei looked directly at the prince in front of her, holding the posture of the lord of the harem. "Whether Zhao Yu's death was hanged or killed, my palace believes that it is better to be buried as soon as possible."

"That's better than treating the funeral after a palace banquet, what does the imperial concubine think?" Murong resigned.

Concubine Xiao did not expect the prince to speak so well, so she was taken aback for a while and said: "My palace will order to go down."

Leaving the Qingyuan Hall, Qin Ruo asked, "Why did His Royal Highness agree to let Zhao Lai be buried?"

Murong Ci smiled and said, "Zhao Yan's body should be examined. Even if it is buried, the body can be dug out for examination. Doesn't Shen Zhiyan like to dig a grave?"

Qin Ruo "pouched" with a smile, "Master Shen heard what His Highness said, how do you feel?"

...

The palace banquet was scheduled for the day after tomorrow, so Concubine Xiao began to organize it in full swing.

Princess Zhaohua's name is Murong Chang, born by Concubine Qiao, who is one year younger than Murongci. She is very favored by her father and develops an arrogant and arrogant temperament.

Since she was a child, she liked to sneak out of the palace to play. She didn't remember many lessons. Six months ago, she took a close court lady Yuan Xiu out of the palace to play, and even left the Imperial Palace south. Fei Qiao and Murongcheng sent people to look for them many times, but they did not find her.

Before Murong Cheng was seriously ill, how many people Qiao Fei sent to look for, but she couldn't find half of the shadow, and she was anxious and angry.

This time when she returned to the palace, Concubine Qiao gave her a severe meal, and ordered her to plead with her father, and then asked her to face the wall and think about it for five days before she could not get to the palace.

Soon the day of the palace banquet arrived, and before the unity, courtiers from the third rank and above brought the female family members into the palace and waited for the feast with the concubines in the Wenhua Hall.

The prosperous age is romantic and prosperous. At this time, in the hall, there are brocade clothes and beautiful clothes, and the clothes are fragrant and the temples are full of laughter and laughter.

There are several huge icebergs carved into the fairy mountain Penglai. Eight servants hold huge feather fans and wave their fans. The iceberg melts, and the wind from the fan fans contains a hint of coolness. The whole hall is full of heat so that it will not be sultry.

Concubine Qiao and many female relatives gossiping about family affairs, and they laughed and laughed. Everyone praised Princess Zhaohua and said that Princess Zhaohua was the first beauty in the emperor.

Princess Zhaohua is indeed beautiful, and she inherited the beauty of her biological mother.

Today, the dynasty princess wears gorgeous and complex palace costumes, with a soft and delicate red, bright streamer, slender waist, and her skin surpassing snow, like the clouds of thousands of feet in the sky, and the flower of the flourishing age, which attracts everyone's attention. Even if the palace is full of splendor, even if all the famous ladies of the Emperor Beijing gather here, it still can't match her splendid romance.

Duanrou Princess Murong Shi saw so many people surrounding Princess Zhaohua, praising, flattering, and envious. Seeing Princess Zhaohua at the peak of the splendid beauty of the world, the scenery was infinite, and she couldn't help but feel jealous.

The jealousy grew crazily, crawling all over her body like vines, trapping her in it.

She also knows what is so jealous about her?

Princess Zhaohua, Murong Chang, is a true dynasty princess, a golden branch and jade leaf loved by thousands of people, and it is right for everyone to attract attention and admiration.

And what about her Murong Poetry?

Princess Duanrou, who was born in the Royal Palace, can scare many people to death, but everyone in Luoyang City knows that the Royal Palace is no more than a king of different surnames, no matter how powerful it is, no matter how honorable it is, and no matter how beautiful and graceful. Not a real royal family at all.

However, Murong Shi is not reconciled.

I thought that today was a day for her to be in the limelight, but she didn't expect Princess Zhaohua to be so beautiful, and that Princess Zhaohua's natural dignity and pride was something she couldn't have.

Then, there is only one shortcut for her to compare Princess Zhaohua:

Marry the prince and become the prince princess. In the future, the noble and noble woman who will be the mother of Yan Guo will be her.

With this thought, Murong Shi felt a little better.

As the tea season is approaching, the palace people are busy putting precious wine and wine on the banquet table, with colored glaze cups, golden bottles, and silver chopsticks, a dazzling array of precious lights circulating.

The palace maidens filed out, and at this moment, the voice of the maid from outside the hall: "Your Majesty! Here is the Concubine Xiao! The Prince is here! The King is here!"

Everyone got up and greeted them one after another, with a rustling soft noise.

Emperor Murong Cheng was weak, and Concubine Xiao assisted him and slowly stepped into the hall, followed by the prince and the imperial king.

Murong Cheng was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, his body slightly bent, like a rickety state, the bright colors made his complexion more gray.

Behind him, the royal king wore a black gold-embroidered python robe. His style was outstanding, and he attracted the eyes of countless celebrities.

On the other hand, the prince's handsome posture is hidden and sharp, and her elegant and clear silver embroidered python robe sets her off, and she is full of sharp edges. In addition to her graceful demeanor, she is more like a straw bag.

The imperial concubine took a seat, and everyone sat down.

"I have been taking care of these days and relying on the imperial king and the princes to take care of the political affairs. I am very relieved. Now the court is stable, the world is rising, the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, I would like to thank the imperial king and the princes...cough cough..."

Emperor Murong Cheng said slowly, his breath was unsatisfactory, but he coughed suddenly.

Concubine Xiao Gui quickly patted him on the back to please him.

He coughed, the ministers were worried, and looked at each other: It turns out that your Majesty is so sick.

Before, the royal king only said that his majesty's dragon body was slightly ill, but he didn't expect it to be the case.

"Your Majesty is worried about the affairs of the country, day and night, and this will aggravate the illness. Your Majesty, please rest assured that the ministers and the ministers will fulfill their mission and do their best to share the worries for the king. Your Majesty is relieved to recover from the illness." Murong Yu raised his voice, Shen Lang's voice seemed Has the magic of calming people's hearts.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, Shen et al. will do his duty loyally and share the worries for the king." The ministers said in unison.

"Your Majesty understands that the imperial king and the princes are loyal and dedicated to the court, and they are deliberate, so today they hosted a banquet for the princes and have fun with the princes." Knowing that your majesty was speechless, Xiao Guifei said on behalf of the emperor.

"Your Majesty Xie." All the officials said in unison.

Murong Cheng finally eased his breath and waved his hand to start the banquet.

Murongci breathed a sigh of relief, really worried that his father would cough and bleed in front of so many people, that would be terrible.

Suddenly, she felt that someone was looking at her, and her gaze swept away. It turned out that Princess Duanrou was staring at her, and that gaze was frighteningly obsessive.

When she hit His Highness's gaze, Murong Shi regained her consciousness suddenly, lowered her head in embarrassment, and burned her cheeks.

Murongci quickly retracted his gaze, but she found that Princess Zhaohua was staring at a person, Murong Yu.

Murong Chang seemed to have seen Murong Yu for the first time, his usual domineering arrogance was now shy and timid, joy and surprise intertwined in those beautiful eyes.

Murongci felt the scorching heat and ambition of her gaze, and couldn't help feeling a move. Does Murong Chang look at Murong Yu?

After three rounds of wine, the silk and bamboo sheng pipes played, the sleeves turned slowly, and the maiko danced softly.

Concubine Xiao and the emperor sit on the court case and wait on her majesty nearby. She scooped half a bowl of Xuexia Soup for Your Majesty, "Slowly use it, Your Majesty."

Murong Cheng happily picked up the white porcelain bowl and tasted it slowly.

As her eyes flowed, she saw Princess Zhaohua glance at someone from time to time, her hot gaze was sometimes shy, sometimes embarrassed and sometimes full of expectation. She was surprised and followed Princess Zhaohua's gaze, and her heart trembled.

That little hoof actually stared at the king!

It turned out that Murong Chang, who had just returned to court, fell in love with Murong Yu!

For an instant, Concubine Xiao's heart ignited fierce anger, and her gentle and smiling face was covered with cold hostility.

After the little hoof was out of the palace for half a year, his heart became wild, and he stared directly at the man!

shameless!

Concubine Xiao had ten slender fingers, painted with bright red Kodan, scarlet as a drop of blood, she suddenly closed her hand, tightened her five fingers under the cover of the vastness, and secretly exerted force.

The chief on the left is incomparable, and has always been the most respected seat besides the imperial case.

If the chief is the prince, it means that the high-ranking regent was overwhelmed by the straw prince, and the country of Yan is still the straw prince, and the regent is just making wedding dresses for others.

If the chief is the regent, it means that the regent is under 10,000 people, and the replacement of the straw prince is just around the corner. The emperor was old and sick, ignoring government affairs, and the prince was incompetent. The Yan Kingdom had already fallen into the palm of the regent.

As for how to arrange this seat, Liu Ansi thought about it, but was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

Later, he went to ask His Majesty for instructions, and only then made such an arrangement: the prince and the regent were in the same case.

Therefore, the feast case, the chief on the left, is twice as long as the others.

The ministers were surprised when they saw this, and they couldn't see the current situation.