Chapter 13: State Banquet Marriage

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Shangguan Yu waved his hand, a little flash of impatience flashed in the beautiful eyes: "Little six son, go ahead first, remember to stay beside Zi Moyan, he will tell me if he has any movement!"
"Yes ... Yes ..." Xiao Liuzi shuddered, crawling out of Yugui Palace.
On the side of the palace, the chief palace girl Mei Xi asked strangely, "Mother-in-law, why do you have to deal with a little purple silent word? He is just a 14-year-old boy."
Shangguan Yu was a little hesitant: "A 14-year-old boy, he might be a huge stumbling block to me in the future."
The time passed, the lights were bright outside, and it was very lively, but the Luohua Pavilion was still quiet and harmonious, without being disturbed by the chaos outside.
Just before the banquet was about to start, Xiaoliuzi came and said to Zi Mu, who was reading a book, "My son, the banquet has already begun."
"Well, okay." Zi silently sorted out her dress, and after making sure there were no problems, she followed Xiaoliu out of Luohua Pavilion.
At the state banquet, there were noble princes or noble princes with outstanding personal experiences, but the princesses saw a little.
In addition to your son-in-law, as well as the parents who accompanied them, such a state banquet, Zi Haotian and Zi Haoran were naturally also invited.
Above the splendid hall, sitting on the top dragon chair is the emperor Murong Tianchen of Dragon Linguo, a dragon robe, noble and cold, high above the living beings.
All the charm he exudes appeals to all the women present. On the side of him sat the concubine Shangguan Yu, in a purple dress, gentle and gentle.
After the emperor had not yet established, Shangguan Yu became the person who took over the harem in the harem.
Zi Xihan is also in the harem's concubine, a pink, petite and cute.
It was just that she was just a little nobleman, who could only sit below, far from the emperor. But because she is the daughter of the Prime Minister, she is also eligible to participate in the state banquet.
Murong Tianchen said to the prince Jiao Guo and the envoy on the VIP table: "The prince of your country, the envoy is visiting and tiring all the way. If these drinks are not in harmony with the appetite, I can ask the Yushanfang to do it again!"
The 12-year-old Mrs. Jiao Guo, dressed in a silk suit with a gold crown on her head, did not have the sturdy body of a woman named Jiao Guo. Instead, she had the petiteness of a woman from Long Linguo, with a confident smile on her pretty face. , But the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, with a hint of British spirit at the corner of his eyebrows, such a woman knew at first sight that it was not in the pool!
The maid did not speak, but the old envoy said, "The emperor is polite, and the drinks are very suitable for Jiao Guo's taste."
"Well, that's all right." Murong Tianchen was expressionless, but glanced at Shangguan Yu with a little admiration in his eyes. Everything in the state banquet was handled by Shangguan Yu.
Shangguan Yu felt Murong Tianchen's eyes, his face turned red, and gave him a coy look.
At this moment, the purple murmur in white clothes entered the state banquet, and the atmosphere of the state banquet was different. He was indifferent, beautiful and arrogant, and in a moment, captured all the people's attention.
The moment Jiao Guo's maid, Ru Yan, saw Zi Moyan, she was stunned.
Murong Tianchen's eyes flashed beyond concealment. When looking back at the eyes of other men and women peeping at him, his face suddenly darkened. He stepped off the dragon chair abnormally and came to Zi Moyan's side. Pick up, go to the dragon chair and sit down, put him lightly on his lap, imprisoned in his arms.
Zi Moyan, who has always been indifferent and did not care about other people's views, saw that he was holding him in front of so many people, and his ears turned red.
He unnaturally wanted to break away from this man's arms, but he held tighter and tighter.
Murong Tianchen announced to the following people: "The child in the arms of his wife, he is the youngest son of his prime minister, Zi Mu. He loves his words so much, so he was brought into the palace last night, and he will be treated as a prince in the future. Status. "
There was a commotion ...
Zi Haoran also had a weird look, and whispered softly in Zi Haotian's ear: "Father, what the is going on?"
"Ran, the word of the emperor is the imperial edict. We are courtiers, just as we do." Zi Haotian said.
"Oh." Zi Haoran said nothing.