Chapter 67

Feng Su stayed in prison for another two days, and was suddenly taken to the palace. The old lady in the palace combed her hair in a bun and told her things. Feng Su looked at herself in the mirror. Her lips were red and her teeth were white. Her eyes were covered with light pink rouge. Gradually, she was a little dizzy, and her eyelashes were long. At the moment, she closed a dark shadow. Two petals of delicate dimples like Hibiscus bloom, the whole body sprinkled with a touch of Gardenia fragrance, slightly exposed neck skin, is really gorgeous.

One side of the mammy is also stunned, repeatedly praised her good scenery. Feng Su a smile, people than Jiaohua. Such a beautiful scenery, but the emperor specially designed for her, or for Mobei envoys. A fiery red short sleeve narrow skirt, showing the wrist hanging Ruby inlaid with thin diamond bracelet, sunlight refraction, glittering. As she walked, a faint fragrance rose all over her body. The train was carried forward, and the green lotus pattern on the bottom was continuous, like water flowing.

How ever did the envoys of Mobei see such a woman? They even looked straight. Even the temple brocade sits in the left first, the vision falls to her to expose on the neck, for a moment become cold, Yin Li way: "really seek to die." Liangong Jinyi drinks the wine in the cup. Mo Qiyuan, who is sitting on one side, looks at him. Then he looks at Feng Su, and frowns unconsciously. Only when she came in, shakird's eyes were glued to her all the time, as if to peel her off and examine her well.

Feng Su came all the way and bowed down to the emperor on the high seat: "Feng Su, please see the emperor, Emperor Wan'an." Her voice is gentle and delicate, and the ending is deliberately lengthened. Her voice is sweet, just like eating glutinous rice balls. It sounds soft and tight, which makes people's bones crisp.

In the hall, many noble princes all set their eyes on her. Even Mo Qilin's eyes seemed to fall on her inadvertently, with a burning in his eyes. Feng gently sat in the women's seat. This time, she came along with Miss Biao from the township government. Because she had no grade, she could only sit on the next seat. At the moment, seeing Feng Su so brilliant, a mouthful of silver teeth are killed, Feng gently quickly looked at the third prince Mo Qilin, saw that his eyes only fell on Feng Su, the palm suddenly shrunk, suddenly broke the chopsticks in his hand.

Fortunately, no one noticed her. Feng gently held her breath and sat at the table, her eyes shining. After thanking the emperor, Feng Su sat down on the seat. The prince on the other side looked at her quietly, then showed a worried smile. Feng Su smiles and turns her eyes to the field. The dancers in the arena are soft and beautiful. They cover their faces with veils and dance behind the screen. The hazy beauty is even more amazing.

Feng Su twists a nod to put in the mouth, the Mou light quickly sweeps the public in the field. Today, Lian Gongjin went out of his way to make up. He wore a white jade gown over his body. His black hair was tied into a bun at the back of his head. He wore a big Jasper ring on his right middle finger and a wreath around his waist. But -- Feng Su frowned. According to reason, Lian Gongjin was nearly thirty years old, but he looked like a weak boy. He was really a monster.

The crown prince sits on one side, embroidered with eight Python dragon patterns on his court clothes, waiting for a day-to-day Python Jackie Chan. There is only a white jade belt around the waist, and a jade white tiger jade pendant is hanging with you. At the moment, the prince was talking with others with a warm face. He noticed her sight and turned his head to smile.

His eyes are moving down. The sixth Prince Mo Qizhen hooks his hand on the fifth Prince Mo Qimin's shoulder. It seems that he is very intimate. It's just that I don't know what's going on in my heart. The entire seat alone don't see seven Prince Mo Qi cloud, Feng Su frowned, eyes across a trace of doubt.

"Feng Su, what are you thinking? The princess asked you something Feng Su followed the voice and looked at her. She saw a girl with jade carving looking up at her angrily.

Feng Su did not feel dumbfounded and laughed: "naturally, she was thinking about something that the eighth Princess didn't understand." On such a grand occasion, the eighth princess should not have appeared, but the emperor always loved the eighth princess, so it was an exception. But when the eight princesses were born, they were less than a month old. Just when they were one year old, they accidentally fell into the lake, and their bodies became empty. All these years, the foundation of the eighth princess has been filled up, but her body is small and doesn't look like it. It's really cute.

When she was put into the cold palace in the previous life, the eight princesses had already married, but her husband died early, and she lost her children, so that she appeared to be in sympathy with each other. The eighth Princess visited her many times in Lenggong, which can be regarded as the little warmth she had left for the rest of her life. Feng Su Mou light quietly soft some: "eight princesses wear to come out like this, only afraid is want to catch cold." Feng Su untied the blue yarn on her shoulder and tied it around the neck of the eighth princess. Seeing that her face was better, she was relieved to smile.

The eighth princess can't stand the cold. She has to be sick for a long time. No wonder the Emperor didn't let her out. The eighth Princess blinked and said, "how do you know I'm the eighth princess?" Her father never let her out of the palace, nor let her see outsiders, now Feng Su a point out her identity, eight princess can't help but wonder.

"Eight princesses said and laughed. All the women attending the banquet in the palace are noble. With the appearance and temperament of the eighth princess, she is not an ordinary official lady. " Feng Su said with a smile, "besides the eight princesses, there are only eleven princesses in the palace. But the eleventh princess is still in her infancy. Naturally, it doesn't count"What doll, you are only four years older than me." Eight princesses are unconvinced to murmur, a pair of round and smooth eyes are penetrating nimble.

Feng Su was silent for a moment. The eighth princess is ten years old, but she is only fourteen years old, but she seems to have lived for a long time. She lived more than 30 years in her previous life, and now she is really an old woman. Feng Su can't help frowning and laughing at herself. It's not a good idea. Feng Su drives away those strange ideas in her head. Then she smiles and comforts eight princesses: "eight princesses, you'd better go back to change your clothes and return the shawl to me in an instant. I'm very cold."

The eighth Princess turned her eyes and suddenly said, "do you want to flatter the princess?" Her delicate fingers scratched the scarf around her neck, with a look in her eyes and something else.

Feng Su looked funny, and suddenly raised her hand to flick a nail on her bright and clean forehead: "is the eighth princess so narcissistic? In that case, the eighth princess would like to return the shawl to me now. " With that, Feng Su is going to drag the green yarn.

Eight princesses hurriedly protect, stiff face way: "who say I don't want.". How can you take it back when you send it out? " Eight princess a small face is full of stubborn, Feng Su can't help but cover lips a smile.

Just chatting, Mo Qiyun strides in from outside the hall, followed by a middle-aged man who looks like a Taoist priest. Mo Qiyun first said hello to the emperor, then invited the Taoist priest to the front to explain to the emperor.

The Taoist priest named Zhou Shuntian kowtowed respectfully before he stood behind Mo Qiyun and said nothing. Feng Su slowly bent up the corner of her lips, and it really came. This person, the previous life will appear three years later, now appear early, I'm afraid Mo Qiyun can't wait. Feng Su's lips began to smile coldly and mildly, and her fingers gently shook the wine glass. The eighth princess looked at her suspiciously. Suddenly she stretched out her hand and pulled her sleeve. She said seriously, "Feng Su, you Do you like my seventh brother

Feng Su almost choked on her throat with a mouthful of wine, and she burst into tears. Feng Su hurriedly took one side of the paper towel to wipe his mouth, serious way: "eight princesses, this words can't talk nonsense. I've already got an engagement with the third prince, so how can I possibly have a wrong idea about the seventh prince? " Feng Su's face was straight, and she said, "what's more, even though I don't have an engagement, I can't think about the noble status of the seventh prince."