Mo Liyan came down from the carriage indifferently. His back was clear and lonely, interwoven with two distinct temperaments of coldness and evil, but he was perfectly integrated with him, with a thrilling beauty.
From a distance,
Pieces of golden glazed tiles with ups and downs twinkle with a faint awn in the moonlight. The vermilion paint door looks solemn. I don't know how many kings have been trapped, and how many scenes of hand and foot mutilation and father son strife have been staged. How much blood has flowed into a river and disappeared into the palace wall.
The eunuch who had been here early in the morning, after seeing the young prince, was happy to bloom. After saluting, he quickly greeted him, "Oh, King Jin, you can count it. Please come with the slave."
Mo Liyan was indifferent and silent.
I don't know if it's the illusion of dyeing white,
I always feel that after entering the palace,
The man's temperament seems colder and has no human touch.
Although there was no
Ruo Lian lowers her head and follows ranbai.
The eunuch saw that there were two other people with slightly different eyes. Seeing that Jin Wang walking in front showed no expression and didn't care, he didn't speak.
"How's the wound on the young lady? Take medicine when you go back." Ruo Lian is closer to ran Bai and smells the bloody smell floating on the girl in white more clearly than others. She whispers worried.
"No harm." ran Baimei, with clear eyes, stepped into the palace in the night.
The pace of Mo Liyan walking in front did not stop, as usual.
Looking around the magnificent hall, there are towering ancient trees and shady trees.
A new moon hung in the air, fell on the exquisite turret, passed through the treetops and branches, and sprinkled a faint light on the palace wall, like a layer of mysterious gauze.
Stepping into the palace, the palace is extremely luxurious, carved beams and painted buildings.
The Palace Banquet has not officially started, and even the real host has not arrived, it has been drinking and preparing. The sound of singing and dancing everywhere is heard. In this luxurious and brilliant hall, enduring music is playing, as if praising the prosperity of this prosperous age.
I just don't know what will come after this prosperous era
"King Jin." when Zhao Jiong, the Minister of rites, saw the man coming, he quickly bent down and arched his hand.
He is middle-aged, fat and short. He has sneaky eyes, red face, and some mean lips. He purses hard.
Mo Liyan ignored it and was obviously used to such scenes.
Zhao Jiong smiled and looked respectfully at the prince, but fixed on the girl in snow, with a trace of amazement and amazement at the bottom of his eyes.
He remembered that there were no women around King Jin
In other words, the girl looks really good. Sun Jiong is itchy, but due to King Jin, she doesn't move well.
Just wanted to come forward and say a few words to curry favor, but who knows, another tall man walked over.
Seeing who was leaving, Zhao Jiong looked a little angry and no longer passed.
It's Wei xinglie.
The high-ranking general who is in the limelight is hard and unfriendly.
His sword eyebrows, high nose and sharp eyes infected the bloody cutting spirit that he had only been in the battlefield for a long time.
"King Jin." Wei xinglie said hello, his eyes turned around, and finally stopped slightly on the cold girl in snow.
This man is probably the assassin left by adults.
It turned out to be a young girl.
There should be no wind and waves.
But look at that noble temperament. If he hadn't known it before, I'm afraid he couldn't think of the real identity of the girl.
Mo Liyan nodded slightly, walked straight to the lower left of the bright yellow seat, lifted his robe and knelt down.
The ice thick black clothes set off his slender figure and excellent demeanor. His 3000 ink hair was wrapped behind him by a jade crown, and the dark black waist seal embroidered with light gold auspicious clouds was tied around his waist. The waist line was thin and smooth. His cold and exquisite face had no expression, and looked at such a palace banquet as a bystander.
Although Mo Liyan was unmoved, many thousands of gold present quietly blushed like Xiaochun, looking at the direction of the young prince from time to time.
When Mo Yelei, who was sitting next to him, saw the girl in white standing there, his expression was gloomy for another moment. He held the glass tightly.
damn.
According to the character of Mo Liyan's cold heart, how can he leave Ling Bai?!
Did Ling Bai betray him?
But Mo Liyan should never accept such an assassin and let Ling Bai attend the palace banquet with him!
Mo Yilei thinks a lot in his heart, but he regains his calm and calm, which is the gentle and dignified style of the prince of a country.
"Miss, is this the first time to attend the palace banquet?" ruolian thought of ranbai's unusual expression and words in her mind. She couldn't help but find two words to say to ranbai and give two words of advice to save anything.
Dyed white's back stood straight there, a pair of cold peach eyes looked directly at the luxury scene in the palace, and answered lukewarm: "it's true."
If Lian knew it, she nodded, "Miss, don't be nervous. Today is the birthday banquet of the imperial concubine. We just came to see a show, and..."
"Shut up."
Without waiting for Ruo lian to finish,
A cold and low voice mercilessly interrupted her words. The tone was as pleasant as mountains and flowing water, but the tone seemed to freeze the cold pool without half warmth.
If Lian shuddered, she looked down at the peerless figure kneeling in front of the table. She didn't dare to say more. She closed her mouth and didn't say another word.
And then,
The male duck of the eunuch had a very sharp voice.
"The emperor arrived -"
"The queen arrived -"
"The imperial concubine arrived -"
He shouted three times before he stopped.
The middle-aged man walking in front was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. The Golden Dragon embroidered on the robe was lifelike, as if it would come back to life in the next second, which added three points of dignity to him. Under the shaking of the crown glass beads, there was a not young face, but his facial features vaguely recognized the uncanny facial contour of his youth.
The queen dressed in bright red has an elegant demeanor. Walking beside the emperor, she doesn't look stunning. She is a very dignified one, which is in line with the impression of the main room, because she is more dignified under the influence of being in charge of the Phoenix seal for a long time.
Then it was the protagonist of today's Palace Banquet and the birthday star of tonight. It was said that the most beloved imperial concubine and empress in the imperial harem. Wearing a gorgeous peony red palace dress, she could see the delicacy of the needle and thread, the beautiful face, the indescribable charm around the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, which was really like the existence of a witch in disaster.
"Long live my emperor long live --"
"Queen Millennium Millennium Millennium -"
Then,
There was a loud voice of one voice in the hall.
The protagonist of tonight has arrived,
This party,
It officially began.
Silk and bamboo string music, Ling Xianyin. Clothes and temples, wine and preparation, pushing cups for lamps, talking and laughing and drinking.