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The mysterious man held onto Leng Qiyue and helped her to stand up. He said unhurriedly, "Your Majesty, this king coincidentally met this lady on his way here. When I saw her fall, I helped her up. This King knows that the girls in your country emphasize chastity. Currently, This King has already touched the body of this lady, so This King is willing to marry this lady and make her his wangfei. "

Hearing this, a dark cloud hung over Leng Qiyue's head. Why was she so weak? In a sedan chair, the sedan chair fell to the bottom of his own sprained foot. When the handkerchief was inspected and the sky fell, a handsome fellow was sent to the bottom of the list. In the end, the handsome man didn't understand the situation and told the emperor that he wanted to marry her. It was one thing if he didn't know what was going on, but how could he say that his body had been touched? Could it be that an ancient woman was about to be married off after being supported by someone? Heavens, are you playing with me?

His eyes turned cold and he said with ridicule: "Originally, Prince Mu liked women who have given birth to children, but she is the woman who gave birth to the First Prince for me. In a few days, she will be conferred the title of Imperial Consort. "I hope that you will forgive me, your highness. I can find a few other women who have given birth and offer them to you." As he mocked her, he also made clear Leng Qiyue's identity.

When Prince Mu heard this, he was neither alarmed nor angry. He smiled faintly and gently pushed away Leng Qiyue's hand, bowing as he spoke. "So it's the Imperial Concubine. Forgive this prince for being rude."

Leng Qi stood there with one foot in a daze, not knowing how to reply.

Dongfang Haotian coldly swept a glance over her swollen ankles and shouted: "Someone, send the imperial concubine back to the Emerald Bamboo Palace for Imperial Physician Xuan's treatment."

"Yes sir!" Two maids stepped forward, one on the left and one on the right, Leng Qiyue slowly walked towards the Emerald Bamboo Palace. Leng Qiyue could not help but turn her head to look. She really wanted to know if the dragon shaped jade in front of Prince Mu's forehead was something she needed to find.

However, Dongfang Haotian misunderstood that Leng Qiyue was reluctant to part with Prince Mu. When he looked at Prince Mu once again, he was also looking directly at the direction where Leng Qiyue had left. He felt even more unhappy as he spoke, "Your Highness, the banquet has already begun. Please enter."

"Please." Prince Mu still maintained his calm smile.

At the Music Temple.

Today, all the officials of the Palaces were celebrating with lanterns and decorations. Of course, the main protagonist was still the envoy from Heaven's Flute Country.

After three rounds of drinking, the Shengxiao played. A slim woman wearing a long sleeved dress with a veil covering her face slowly stepped onto the red carpet in the middle. She lightly danced along with the music. Her voice was like the gentle chirping of a bird, lingering in the Auland Palace. With a gentle wave of her silk sleeves, it created a gentle breeze, making her light and graceful, giving off an extraordinary feeling. Her graceful body spun on the carpet, swinging her sleeves in a circle.

Everyone was dumbstruck. They had never seen such a charming and enchanting dance style. Her every movement was like an extremely thin and tough thread that tugged at their heartstrings.

Suddenly, her outer garment was thrown aside — the two long sleeves rose up, and her long outer garment was flung into the air, falling down like a butterfly.

When everyone's eyes focused on her, they found that there was a picturesque fairy standing in front of them. She was wearing a jade green gown, a flowery green grass pleated skirt, and a thin green cloth.

Everyone looked at the girl with infatuation. Even when the wine cup in their hands was poured and the amber colored wine wet their bodies, they didn't feel anything.

The woman slowly walked in front of Dongfang Haotian and bowed gracefully. She parted her cherry red lips and spoke with a voice like a golden pearl falling on a jade plate: "Third Princess of the Heavenly Flute Nation. Mu Qingyao pays her respects to the Emperor."

Only then did everyone realize that this girl was the emissary sent by the Heavenly Flute Nation to make peace.

Dongfang Haotian nodded with a smile, stood up and said: "No need for formalities. The Third Princess has unparalleled talent, and her beauty has even crowned my harem. "Come, come to my side."

Mu Qingyao smiled and took a graceful step forward. Her movements were graceful and graceful as she stepped forward and held Dongfang Haotian's hand.

Dongfang Haotian announced in a loud and clear voice: "The third princess of Heaven's Flute Country is dignified and beautiful. She has been conferred the title of 'Mu Fei'. The 'Consort Ceremony' will be held next month." Following that, the crowd of officials began to congratulate him.

The ruckus at the banquet lasted until late at night before it dispersed. Dongfang Haotian's gaze never left Prince Mu, who was sitting below. This Prince Mu was a secretive person with a lot of shrewdness about him. He kept a smile on his face, as if he were a mask.

After the banquet ended, Duke Mu decided to stay in the Imperial Palace for a few days to accompany his little sister for a stroll. This made Dongfang Haotian very unhappy, and he suspected that Duke Mu had only found an excuse to stay because he wanted to see Leng Qiyue.

However, for the next few days, Prince Mu accompanied Mu Jun on a tour of the Imperial Palace, but he never asked anyone about Leng Qiyue. Thus, he allowed her to go.

Today, Leng Qiyue was playing with her child when Rong Fei suddenly came to visit.

Green Bamboo Palace, the front hall.

Leng Qiyue sat at the side with the child in her arms, while Rong Fei sat in the seat of honor and watched her coldly.

The most common color within the palace was a golden yellow. This was the first feeling that Leng Qiyue had after entering the palace. That's right, even the Consort Rong in front of her had the same feeling. The head full of gold was very dazzling, especially the golden hibiscus in the bun. It was vivid and lifelike, and its noble aura was oppressing.

To be honest, Leng Qiyue really didn't like consort Rong, this woman had needles hidden deep inside her bones.

Rong Fei took a sip of tea and said faintly, "The emperor has already conferred the title of the envoy of the Heavenly Flute Nation, Mu Fei. Does little sister know about this?"

Leng Qiyue did not want to cause trouble, so she smiled and said, "I've already heard about it. Isn't it good to have many little sisters serve the emperor?"

Rong Fei frowned and asked tentatively, "Is little sister not sad? "The emperor has long said that he wanted to make you his imperial concubine, but he has yet to make a move. Now that mufei is taking over the emperor by herself, in big sister's eyes, little sister's position as imperial concubine should be changed."

"Elder sister's words are wrong. Mu Fei has just entered the palace and is unfamiliar with this place. His Majesty is the closest person to her, so naturally we have to stick together more closely. As for the matter of the imperial concubine, since the Emperor has already said so, he will naturally take care of it.

When Rong Fei saw Leng Qiyue say this, she thought she was provoking her and told her that she would definitely be made a imperial concubine. Instantly, anger welled in his heart, "How dare you use the title of imperial concubine to suppress me. Let alone you not becoming one yet, even if you become one, you're still just a lowly commoner. If I give birth to a prince in the future, the position of crown prince will definitely fall into my hands. "

Leng Qiyue originally wanted to speak politely, but Consort Rong suddenly became angry for no reason. Since when did she ever get so angry like this? Her head turned hot, and she bluntly replied, "Your words are even more outrageous. Even if you gave birth to a prince, the emperor might not necessarily call him a crown prince. However, I don't seem to have heard that you were pregnant during my stay in the palace. You can't be born, can you? "

"You …" Hearing that, Rong Fei stood up in anger, and pointed her jade-like hand straight at Leng Qiyue's nose. "Don't think you can ignore etiquette just because the emperor is backing you up." Rong Fei said coldly, her face as cold as ice.

Leng Qiyue turned her head with disdain and hugged the child in her arms.

"Hmph. To be honest, you do look pretty good, but I'll tell you this. The people that are not lacking in beautiful women are the ones in the palace, so it's best for you to clarify a bit. The harem is my world." Rong Fei was infuriated once again by Leng Qiyue's attitude.

Leng Qiyue raised her beautiful eyes, glanced at Rong Fei, and lightly said, "You said that the harem is your world, then you are a quasi empress?"

When Rong Fei heard the words' empress', she became even angrier and said harshly, "You slut, the empress's throne will belong to me sooner or later."

"How many women are there in the harem? The throne of the Empress may not be yours." Leng Qiyue found her unpleasing to the eye, so she provoked him with her words.

When Rong Fei saw that Leng Qiyue dared to contradict her, she said angrily, "I'm the emperor's concubine, and also the empress dowager's concubine. In terms of seniority, I'm the one sitting."

"Hehehe …" Although you are the original wife of the Emperor before he ascended the throne, think about it, if you have any weight in his heart... Now you are more than a concubine. So the Imperial Palace only has the Emperor's preferences, what qualifications do you have to speak of? " Leng Qiyue had a smile on her face the entire time, but her words were as sharp as knives.

Rong Fei's beautiful face began to darken as she coldly snorted, "You slut, sooner or later …" Suddenly, she seemed to have realized something and stopped talking.

"Sooner or later what?" "Leng Qiyue pressed on." Are you going to put something on me and drag it out to be cut? "

"Don't speak nonsense, I have never done such a petty thing." Peony's expression changed as she coldly explained.

Leng Qiyue looked at Rong Fei who was in front of her. She really wanted to go up and slap her away, but her martial arts had been sealed by Dongfang Haotian. Now that she was bullied, she could only protect herself.

The tension between the two women was broken by the cry of a baby, and Rong Fei shot a malicious gaze at Leng Qiyue.

Leng Qiyue held the child tightly and said without any emotion, "Please go back, my son is hungry."

Rong Fei snorted coldly, "You shouldn't be so cautious outside the palace, but who knows if that child is the emperor's. It's such a pity that the Emperor was kept in the dark. "

"Who said I was pitiful?" As soon as his deep voice fell, Dongfang Haotian, who was wearing a golden dragon robe, walked in.