Chapter 740

Unexpectedly, Gong Yueyue shook his head slowly and jokingly said, "the little concubine's house where I used to live planted Xiangfei bamboo all over. It's very cute. Now the Lingxi palace is full of osmanthus trees, which have a different flavor. If you really plant something else, it will be abrupt. "

Zhao Changyuan gently looked at Gong Yueyue's heartfelt smile on her white cheeks and couldn't help thinking, "look at her face and figure, it's similar to hang Wei. But her eyes should be clearer, just like the spring waves of the West Lake in March. "

Think about it, Zhao Changyuan whispered, "I didn't know you liked Xiangfei bamboo, so I let you choose the laurel tree you like."

While talking, his dark eyes brushed Gong Yueyue's quiet face. Seeing that he was quietly looking at himself, Gong Yueyue's charming face spread a touch of crimson and hung his head slightly: "the fragrance of osmanthus flowers is clear and long. I like it very much and don't have to change it."

After that, she suddenly turned around, gently twisted her skirt with her slender fingers, and whispered, "his eyes look like Lingjie."

The strong autumn sunshine has long passed quietly in the blue sky. The magnificent thick purple and dark gold colors are mixed with the fiery red flowing Xia, which has soaked the whole sky.

Gong Yueyue couldn't help stopping, looked up and couldn't help sighing at the beautiful scenery.

Seeing her obsessed look, Zhao Changyuan couldn't help laughing. Hearing his laughter, Gong Yueyue gently brushed his eyes on his face. When his eyes were opposite, he saw a sudden cry behind Zhao Changyuan, "Changyuan."

This light call took Zhao Changyuan's mind in an instant. He couldn't help shaking his heart and slowly stopped his body.

Yes, hang Wei, dressed in pink lotus Hibiscus Xia clothes, is staring at him with deep affection in his eyes.

Gong Yueyue looked at the men and women gently. The infinite tenderness in Zhao Changyuan's eyes suddenly made her realize that her husband loved this woman deeply.

However, after all, she is his brother's wife, the dignified Crown Princess of South Vietnam, and will be the queen of South Vietnam in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhao Changyuan only felt a faint pain in his heart and couldn't get out of his confusion.

Looking along with his burning eyes, a lovely woman with rosy color immediately jumped into Gong Yue's long and wonderful eyes. On the side of the head, Gong Yueyue's gentle eyes slowly brushed Zhao Changyuan's side face.

At that time, the bright yellow candle light at the dinner party was reflected on his handsome face. The bridge of his nose was like slender willow leaves flying in spring, inlaid in his white face like jade.

Don't look back. Hang Wei at the other end is already hazy with tears. Gong Yueyue can't help holding a celadon wine cup in her hand, hanging her head quietly and leisurely, thinking, "a pair of heavenly couples, just..."

Prince Zhao Hongji's voice suddenly interrupted Gong Yueyue's lingering sigh. "Father, my son and minister met an expert in the world a few days ago. This expert is the best face-to-face. My son wanted him to try his hand. I don't know what my father thought. "

As the voice fell, Zhao Hongji's eagle like sharp eyes swept across Zhao Changyuan's face on the other side, and Gong Yueyue could not help but clatter in his heart.

The words that Oriole said to her in the morning came back to her ears, "the South Vietnamese royal family believes in the words of the so-called gods, men and strange men. In the year when the prince was born, there was a popular saying that "there is a real person in Jichuan with a bow on the left." An expert spoke to his majesty. The real person refers to the son of heaven, so the prince was named Hongji. "

Feeling a sudden chill, Gong Yueyue was nervous. Don't turn his head and look at Zhao Changyuan beside him. He is still immersed in the joy of flirting with Hang's Micro eyes, and there is no alarm yet.

Gong Yueyue put his hand on the dark temples and heard a crisp sound. A Durian inlaid with ruby should fall on the Phoenix stone.

Zhao Changyuan was suddenly startled, but he still lingered on hang Wei's face.

Zhao Changyuan didn't come back until a thin man in Taoist robes came up to him and blocked the clear light and hang Wei's more gorgeous appearance than spring.

Looking up, Zhao Changyuan was embarrassed by the cold eyes of the thin man. He was about to attack.

Unexpectedly, the thin Taoist suddenly laughed and immediately walked to the center of the hall, bowed with both hands and said to Zhao Xu, the emperor of Nanyue state on the seat: "the princes here are wonderful! But... "

Hearing the meaning of transition in his words, Zhao Xu, who had always believed in the prophecy of Gaoshi, couldn't help but say in a hurry: "Taoist priest, please speak, but it doesn't matter!"

The Taoist priest was not slow, stroked his beard, glanced at Zhao Changyuan, and said in a loud voice, "the four princes were born as kings! One eye focuses on the pupil! "

As soon as he said this, the hall was full of people, and Zhao Changyuan couldn't refute it.

Empress Wu Qingrong, who was seated on the right side of Zhao Xu, smiled and said faintly, "Taoist priest, I'm afraid I'm wrong. If you want to say that there is an emperor, it should be your majesty. Changyuan is only the fourth son. You're kidding. "

At that end, Yin Jieyu suddenly smiled charmingly, leaned towards Zhao Xu, and said softly, "sister, that's wrong. Don't you just accuse Taoist priest of being wrong? "

After a brief pause, Yin Jieyu's Danfeng eyes were awed, glanced at the angry face of Empress Wu, and said contemptuously: "however, the Taoist priest has not seen the five princes and the six princes. You might as well go to my place another day. I just want to pray for your majesty and the king. "

This time, the warbler's singing and Yan's singing suddenly attracted Zhao Xu's attention to Yin Jieyu. He couldn't help holding her in his arms. Zhao Xu stared at her affectionately and said in a loud voice, "Jieyu is really loyal to me, loyal!"

The atmosphere in the hall has eased a lot. Unexpectedly, crown prince Zhao Hongji lifted his glass lightly, smiled strangely, stared at Zhao Changyuan, and said in a cold voice: "four younger brothers, in ancient times, it was said that a heavy pupil is the appearance of an emperor. I think the fourth brother has no idea about my crown prince! "

Hang Wei, sitting beside Zhao Hongji, suddenly lost her color when she heard the speech. She gently pulled up her pink lotus Xia clothes, reluctantly burst into a smile and was waiting to speak gently.

Suddenly, he was surprised by the scene on the other side, and immediately swallowed the words that had reached his lips.

The gentle hands that once hugged her were now resting on Princess Fugu's soft willow like waist. The lips that once kissed her tenderly were covering Princess Fugu's thin red lips at that time.

In panic, hang Wei only felt a pain in his heart. RouJing suddenly held his hands together, and the sour tears suddenly rushed into his nose.

Feeling Zhao Changyuan's gentle lips, Gong Yueyue just felt a little flustered, but slowly put down her heart.

Just now, she was trying to help him out, so at the moment when Prince Zhao Hongji uttered some profound words, she leaned over to his ear and whispered, "come on, pick up the flower mother for me and turn the topic around."

To Gong Yueyue's gentle but alert eyes, for a moment, Zhao Changyuan suddenly felt his mind shaking.