Chapter 61: The Princess's Little Wife (29)

The small banquet in the palace is delicate, complete with dance and music, and there are some miscellaneous shows.
Originally there were two nobles who were not seen on weekdays, and everyone was somewhat restrained, but in the end they were both elite and familiar. Seeing the nobles did not mind, the atmosphere became relaxed in a few words.
When you sit down and open a banquet, the palace attendant will first offer tea, and the tea is the mist of Lushan.
Then four products of dried fruit, four products of candied fruit, four products of glutinous rice and so on, and after a few more dishes, we arrived at the appetizer, imperial vegetable barbecue porridge, and finally the fragrant tea used was the jasmine and bitter tongue.
For the fruit wine and flower wine, we prepared orange wine, albizia flower wine, Baihua wine, Ruilu wine, and honey wine. Thinking of the princess's sickness, I also prepared Suhe fragrance wine.
Song Pianzhen did not live up to his good intentions and drank the cooked Suhe fragrant wine. This wine dispelled the cold and relieved the orifice and warmed the meridian.
Feng Yuexian was right next to her seat, and when she saw her drinking, although her face remained calm, the ivory chopsticks in her hand stopped.
After Song Pianqi put down the jade cup, Feng Yuexian continued to talk to Concubine Hui.
After saying a few words, that Xiang Zuo Zhaoyi came with incense wind and stood before Song Pianju's case.
"This Suhe Xiangjiu, can your Highness still be used to using it?"
With the help of 09, Song Pianzhen can directly obtain the name and identity of the small world person. At this time, she glanced at the woman in front of her and learned that it was Zhaoyi called Zuo Manran, so she said naturally:
"Very good, it can be seen that the people at the feast are extremely comprehensive."
Zuo Manran's face lit up, covering his lips with a chuckle:
"The princess has a compliment, no matter how hard I work, it's worth it."
"It was Zhaoyi who worked the banquet for the concubine Hui?" Song Pianju habitually exclaimed each other in business, and said politely, "Zhaoyi Huizhi Lanxin."
Zuo Manran smiled more openly, as if the honey in his hand was splashed on his face, sweet, and immediately took it down the conversation, brows and eyes flying around his face, no one would think she was extremely happy. Up.
Lu Yuan's face turned dark behind him.
"Don't look at your Zhaoyi?" the nobleman next to him joked.
Lu Yuan lowered his head to eat:
"What to see, wait for her to come back by herself."
As she said, the chopsticks in her hand puffed up, angrily, and crushed a piece of almond tofu.
When the crushed tofu was lying softly on the white porcelain dish, she heard the nobleman say in surprise:
"Yo, are you back?"
came back?
Lu Yuan poked the tofu and looked up, Zuo Manran really came back.
"You still know how to come back?"
Lu Yuan said coldly, almost writing "I am very dissatisfied" on his face.
"I don't want to either."
"?"
"The princess said that my body is too fragrant, and the princess is not in good shape and can't stand the fragrant smell."
"She said so, how can I stay."
Zuo Manran was very wronged.
Lu Yuan wondered:
"Are you still wronged?"
Zuo Manran sat down, nodded dullly, and leaned his head on Lu Yuan's shoulders.
"It's still hello, I never despise my love for incense-ah."
Zuo Manran said, his body tilted, and he jumped into the air.
Lu Yuan avoided her and said blankly:
"No, I hate it."
"???"
Zuo Manran looked at her like a bad guy, and he wanted to cry.
Lu Yuan was indifferent to her performance, and leisurely ate the peach kernel pheasant.
Zuo Man hummed angrily while drinking the Albizia Flower Wine.
Lu Yuan, you have no heart!
On the other side, after Feng Yuexian drove Zuo Manran away, he glanced at Song Pianju and said nothing.
Because the reason she was looking for sounded like something, Song Pianzhen hadn't noticed anything, and just smiled:
"What do you think of me?"
Feng Yue paused for a while and said:
"I'm afraid you will get drunk."
"Don't worry." Song Pian said with a smirk.
She has a good amount of alcohol, but she can't drink more because of her physical fitness.
If you talk about alcohol--
She glanced at Feng Yuexian.
I don't know if Feng Yuexian, like the previous world, is also drunk with a cup.
"Well."
Feng Yuexian responded lazily, and the wine glass in his hand turned, but it did not reach his lips.
The end of her eyes drooped a little, and she looked uninterested.
But it also seemed a bit innocent and pure, mixed with the original cold and charming, mixed with strange charm.
Song Pianxuan felt that Feng Yuexian's eyes were more intoxicating than honey wine at this time.
Her heart moved slightly, and just as she was about to open her mouth, someone came again.
This time, the visitor went freely on Fengyue.
Seeing someone looking for Fengyuexian, Song Pian closed her lips and ate vegetables with her head down.
"It's rare to be here with Your Highness for a while..."
Ning Yao's face was blushing in dreams, as if people were already drunk before drinking, she handed a wine cup to Feng Yuexian.
"This is the Qiu Lubai brewed by Yaomeng, specially brought to taste with His Royal Highness, and I hope His Royal Highness will enjoy her face."
Everywhere at the banquet was toasting and drinking, talking and laughing, and playing around with chopsticks.
For some reason, Ning Yaomeng's voice was obviously not too loud, but he poured into Song Pianju's ears without any hindrance, very clear.
Pro-brewed wine?
Song Pianzhen's movement of holding the bamboo shoots slowed down unexpectedly.
Qiu Lubai differs from these sub-flower wine and fruit wines, which are real strong liquors.
Xu Shi Ning Yao dreamed that Feng Yuexian was born in a military commander's family. He was different from an ordinary woman, so he specially chose this temperament wine.
But-can Feng Yuexian really drink it?
Song Pianzhen's hand movement completely stopped, she raised her eyes and glanced, just to see Feng Yuexian did not receive the wine glass, and turned her head to look at herself.
Ok?
Song Pianzhen thought slightly.
"When I came, the emperor brother even reminded me that he refused to let the emperor's wife drink more, for fear that she would have a headache." Song Pianzhen said warmly toward Ning Yaomeng.
Ning Yao dreamed of looking at His Royal Highness, and after a start, his expression was slightly flustered:
"I missed it."
"What about omissions? If it wasn't for my bones, I would have to taste such a beautiful wine name." Song Pian said, "We don't have that blessing, why are you wrong."
Like running water, Ning Yaomeng's mind gradually became stable, and his face relaxed.
"That's good." She breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time she went to see the princess again, and saw that the princess's back was straight like a bamboo, the crow's hair was like a waterfall, and she was beautiful and beautiful.
Such a splendid figure made him sit next to the princess.
The same stunning beauty and different vibes are really great.
Compared with them, there is nothing comparable to them in appearance, temperament, or identity, let alone walking side by side.
Ning Yao pursed her lips dreamily.
She could have picked up the orange wine and went to Jing Feng Yuexian again, but out of inexplicable loss and relief, she never did so in the end.
After Ning Yaomeng left, there was a slight silence between the two.
After a while, Feng Yuexian raised an eyebrow and asked:
"Stop drinking?"
Song Pian paused and said:
"Stop drinking."
The concubines are so piercing, seeing them not drinking, naturally they will not respect them again.
After a banquet, Feng Yuexian just ate vegetables and drank some not easy to intoxicate Baihua wine.
This is true. When she left the water pavilion, Feng Yuexian's eyes were already filled with red, and the water in her eyes was full of water, adding a three-pointed charm.
Yinxue followed the master and was very nervous.
As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are black are black, and those who drink ice and follow the master may be calm, but when it is changed to her, it is three cups—
The master's drink volume is really bad!
Yinxue followed step by step, for fear that his master was already drunk and said something that shouldn't be said.
Her eyes always fell on Fengyue's mouth, if it weren't for fear, she would really like to use a piece of cloth to block it, so that every time the master opens her mouth, she will be frightened.
Yinxue glanced at the princess, her expression and mood were very complicated.
Beautiful lady Qingben, how...
Forget it, the princess is too good-looking, she can't be harsh.
Drinking snow and abandoning oneself can only say:
"His Royal Highness, let's go back to the Eastern Palace."
"Back to the East Palace?"
Feng Yuexian seemed to be drunk but not drunk, his eyebrows and eyes were trapped in thin drunkenness, and the voice said with a smile:
"Why... go to Ming Shou Palace."
Yinxue just wanted to pull her hair.
"Go back to the Eastern Palace."
When Yinxue was too uncomfortable, the princess's voice was like a natural sound, saving her from fire and water.
"Brother Huang is still waiting for his wife." Song Pianju insisted on the word "Brother Huang" and reminded Feng Yuexian.
Donggong's defense is tighter and it is cheaper to handle affairs. She is still thinking about returning to Donggong from Mingshou Palace.
Fortunately, Feng Yuexian seemed to be sober, he didn't insist on hearing this, and nodded twice:
"Fine."
Shaking gently between the hair, very clever meaning.
Song Pianjiu felt relieved, and said with ice and snow:
"Take care of the emperor's wife, and don't catch the wind."
Feng Yuexian laughed twice:
"Your small body, you told me in turn."
"..."
Now I can see that Feng Yuexian is a little drunk.
Song Pianzhen doesn't care about drunk people.
She turned around and walked, and left first-she had to go back to the East Palace.
Yinxue looked at the figure of the princess leaving, then looked at his master, hating iron for nothing.
Obviously stealing fishy together, look at the princess, how steady, self-sufficient, mature, calm, virtuous and considerate, and then look at how much you send
Ugh!
Song Pianzhen took a bath first, then cleaned up after a good meal, then changed back to a man's outfit, and returned to the East Palace via the secret road.
Every time she left, Xueqing personally guarded the room where the secret path was located, and there was a secret guard outside, which was extremely secretive.
This time is no exception.
This room was in the sleeping hall, separated only by a floor-to-ceiling flower and bird screen. She walked around behind the shadowy screen and saw Xueqing.
Xueqing poured tea for her, whispered, and talked about the various news received in the past half-day.
Song Pianzhen listened, picked up a few important instructions, and dealt with them as soon as possible. Only then can the matter be temporarily rectified.
After the banquet, she was exhausted, she deliberately took a nap, and remembered:
"Where is the prince?"
Didn't Feng Yuexian return to the East Palace first? Why is it so quiet?
"After the princess came back, Xu was drunk and drowsy, and has rested."
Feng Yuexian is full of energy and rarely takes a nap in the daytime, which Song Pianzhen didn't expect for a while.
She let Xueqing go down and walked to the bed by herself.
The tent hangs down, and the Boshan furnace is surrounded by cigarettes.
She opened some sprinkling tents.
Feng Yuexian lay on the bed. Xu Shi was scented. Feeling hot, she pulled the thin quilt aside, leaving nothing on her body.
Song Pianzhen bent slightly, preparing to cover her abdomen.
As soon as he got closer, Feng Yuexian opened his eyes alertly.
At that moment, it was like a cheetah who was awakened from a nap, bursting out sharp as sharp.
Song Pianzhen was taken aback by her for a while, and said in a daze:
"you're awake?"
As soon as she spoke, Feng Yuexian was as docile as a cat.
She curled up her slender and tight legs slightly, curling up like a cat's flexible, boneless body.
The drunkenness in Feng Yuexian eyes grew thicker, and it was foggy, as if he hadn't heard Song Pianxin's question.
Song Pianzhen's voice was lighter:
"Continue to sleep."
With an elbow, Feng Yuexian propped up half of his slender body, and his long hair was brushed on his shoulders, and the tail was slightly curled.
She leaned forward to Song Pianzhen, who was sitting on the side of the bed, and snorted softly:
"Ok?"
Song Pianzhen was about to say it again patiently, when a slight noise came from the foot of the bed.
She heard it and looked at it.
It was Feng Yuexian who was using his toes to fiddle with the incense ball.
Light pink nails, white toes, gently stepping on the round gold-coated silver smoked ball.
Rather than stepping on it, it is more teasing and teasing.
As the incense ball swayed, the incense diffused, spreading over the exquisite ankles, following the calves, slowly up
Feng Yuexian lay on his side like this, like lying on a beauty couch.
One arm of her is bent, supporting her head, and the other arm is like soft and rich spring water, slowly flowing down the attractive waistline, and her slender and light hand rests on the base of her thigh, slightly covered and partially covered. Not covered.
Abundant curves.
Because she was lying on her side, under her collarbone, two tender springs were crowded together--
Vented out.
Really seductively.
Before she knew it, Song Pianzhen breathed extremely slowly.
In that room, the beauty's foot fiddled, one stepping, one stepping, one teasing, one moving.
Yin Xun ball da da da, rolled to Song Pianzhen's hand.