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Chapter 16 Palace Feast (2)

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    This time, Chen Yuyin and Wu Peiqing also went to the palace for the banquet, but Mengdie was the main concubine, so she and Ling Zimo were naturally in the same car.  When going out, Ling Zimo would not let Mengdie climb into the carriage by himself like last time, but picked her up horizontally, and jumped into the carriage lightly.

    Chen Yuyin just smiled slightly as she watched.  Wu Peiqing's expression changed immediately, she stomped her feet, snorted angrily, and went straight to another carriage, and naturally someone helped her up.

    Mengdie didn't expect Ling Zimo to do such a thing in full view, and she blushed instantly.

    Ling Zimo got into the car but refused to let go, just hugging her.  At this time, Wen Yan laughed: "Your usual calm and composed appearance makes people feel cold, but the current appearance is called shame!"

    Meng Die was funny and angry: "Everyone said that Prince Yu was romantic and captured the hearts of most women in the capital. I didn't believe it at first, but I believe it today. He even wanted to molested his own princess!"  On the other hand, he struggled to get out of his arms.

    Ling Zimo tightened his hands, and said with a smile: "Die'er is wrong. Since she is her own princess, why can't she be molested? Not only is she molesting, but I also want to be frivolous!"  she.

    While arguing, the carriage suddenly bumped, Mengdie let out a soft cry, and the two of them rolled down on the soft couch in the carriage.

    She was afraid that her bun would be untidy, so she hurriedly stretched her hands to get up, only to realize that she was lying on top of him.  She froze for a moment, and saw that Ling Zimo's eyes were somewhat dark, but they were still staring at her as brightly as stars, and she felt dry mouth for a moment.

    Ling Zimo turned over with his arms around her, pressed her under him, and slowly bent down.

    Mengdie only felt that her breathing was about to stop, and her heartbeat was chaotic. She closed her eyes gently, as if expecting something.

    Ling Zimo was about to kiss her lips, but Mengdie suddenly felt a tickle in her throat, and couldn't help turning her head to one side, coughing twice.

    He froze for a moment, then got up and helped her up, and asked, "How? Are you okay?"

    Mengdie coughed twice again, smiled and shook her head: "It's okay." Seeing Ling Zimo's smile subsided, she frowned slightly, and the worry in her eyes flashed past, she was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled again  Said: "What's the matter with you? I'm not paper. I always cough for a few days when I get cold."

    Ling Zimo gently embraced her, and said softly, "It's fine."

    Mengdie snuggled into his arms and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I've practiced Baduanjin and I'm in good health!"

    Ling Zimo laughed when he heard the words: "Oh, my princess is still a master of martial arts!"

    After laughing again for a while, the two fell silent at the same time unconsciously, cuddling each other, the body of the car shook slightly, only the sound of the horse's hoofbeats, and the sound of the carriage's pulley rolling on the stone road made a rattling sound.  The state banquet on New Year's Eve in the Great Zhou Dynasty was not held every year, and all officials above the fifth rank were eligible to participate.  Therefore, every time it is held, it is a grand event.  Such a good time is exactly: Fangchen and good banquet, people's day, spring and dynasties, jade rhinoceros and gold color, with seats and hairpins, strings and bamboos, singing and dancing to surround warmth, and also having plums and peach lips fighting for victory.

    Mengdie sat at the same table with Ling Zimo, and Chen and Wu sat at the table behind him.  Just after entering the table, Mengdie already felt that countless eyes were cast on her.  She pretended to be nonchalant and looked around casually.

    There was a table on the right side on the same side, Prince Ling Ziran was looking at her with great interest, and raised the wine glass in his hand to her with a smile. Mengdie had to bow her head slightly and return the gift.  As far as he could see, he saw Tao Yueruo, the princess and concubine beside Ling Ziran.  This princess concubine is the daughter of Tao Shuang, the Taifu of the current dynasty and Minister of Dali Temple. She has been married to the prince for more than a year.  At this moment, she looked at Mengdie with unabashed wonder and curiosity.  Mengdie secretly sighed in her heart, as the future queen of the Great Zhou, this one was a little immature.  But she still nodded with a smile, and Tao Yueruo smiled and returned the salute.

    Among the ministers slanting to the side, there seemed to be a gaze secretly looking at this side. Meng Die smiled faintly on her face, tilted her head slightly, and as expected, found that it was her father Zhuang Zhijian.  When Prime Minister Zhuang saw her turn her gaze, he actually looked a little embarrassed.  But Mengdie widened the smile on his lips. Prime Minister Zhuang was startled, turned his eyes away, stroked his beard, coughed, and took a glass of wine to drink.

    What really made her feel uncomfortable was the gaze directly opposite her.  The man sat alone at a table and had been staring at Mengdie since Mengdie took his seat.  She wanted to pretend not to know, but he stared at her like a light, and finally raised her eyes to look at him.  I saw this person wearing brocade clothes and a jade belt, with a silver crown and hair tied up, his eyes were sizing up at him like a wild eagle hunting its prey, but there was no expression on his face.  Seeing Mengdie raised his eyes, he didn't even hide.Dodging, still staring at her with twinkling eyes.

    The two looked at each other for a while, Mengdie smiled faintly, nodded slightly to him, and stopped looking at him.  Out of the corner of his eye, he still had no expression on his face, slowly picked up a glass of wine, raised his head and drank it down, but finally turned his eyes away.  She guessed in her heart: "Could it be that this is the second prince Wei Wang Ling Zifei?" It's just that he is not as emperor-like as the prince and Yu Wang. Although his eyes are sharp, his facial features have a kind of feminine beauty.  Because of the first queen.

    At this time, Ling Zimo quietly reached out his hand under the table, shook her hand and then let go.  He only heard him say in a low voice: "It's King Wei." Mengdie hummed, and then heard him say: "I'm here."

    Mengdie couldn't help turning her eyes to look, only to see that Ling Zimo didn't seem to be staring at her, with a calm smile on his face, raising his glass to the ministers who greeted him from time to time.  She smiled slightly, and felt relieved for a while.

    After a while, a strong man announced that the holy chariot was coming, so the singing and dancing stopped, and everyone left their seats.  In the sight of all the people, the emperor brought all the concubines to the table.  After sitting down, all the ministers knelt down and saluted, and shouted "Long Live" in their mouths. The sound was so loud that the golden roof of the main hall trembled a few times.  Although the back seat on the left is vacant, Rufei sits on the right, but she is still under one person and above ten thousand, no different from a queen.

    The emperor had been ill a few years ago, and seemed to have lost some weight, but tonight was in good spirits on New Year's Eve.  At this moment in the main hall, seeing all the people return to their hearts, and the country's power is growing day by day, I feel very happy and satisfied.  Raise your glass and toast now, may the Great Zhou Dynasty be passed down from generation to generation, and the national fortune will prosper.

    After three cups, the banquet officially opened.  All kinds of delicacies were brought to the table like flowing water, the music played again, the actors danced again, and the hall was suddenly filled with a lively scene of singing and dancing.

    Mengdie has never participated in such a grand banquet. Although she never likes to be lively, it is inevitable that she will be infected with the joy of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new at this moment, and she only feels joy in her heart.  Involuntarily picked up the wine glass on the table, wanting to drink it up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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