Chapter 178

The emperor's face was very ugly, almost looking at Lian Gongjin with a ferocious face: "is Anyang king so interested? The princess of Chang'an is my adopted daughter. She should call the king of Anyang uncle. I'm afraid that this move by King Anyang is not reasonable. "

"The emperor has a lot to say. Since the princess of Chang'an has put forward the conditions, it's time to let Weichen have a try. If the emperor insists on not allowing it, it's time to cut the minister's throne. So, there are no obstacles. " Even palace brocade raises a head, straight back, slowly tunnel.

The princes here were all surprised. The emperor obviously didn't approve of it. Anyang king was crazy to contradict the emperor like this. Although Miss Feng has the posture of falling in love with the city, she has been divorced twice. It's a broken flower. This Anyang king was fascinated by beauty. It's stupid to move forward like this.

However, many young ladies did not think so, especially in the eyes of Miss Gao and the eighth princess.

Mo Qiyun held the palm of the wine cup tightly for a moment, almost crushing it. His eyes stopped on Lian Gong brocade, quickly covered the venom at the bottom of his eyes, and a trace of sneer came over his lips. A woman like Feng Su is infatuated with power and ruthless. She only colludes with the king of Anyang to achieve her own goal. This Anyang King now say such words, is really bewildered by her.

I'm afraid that the front foot of Anyang king has just lost his throne, and the back foot of this woman will kick him away. Thinking about this, Mo Qiyun subconsciously looked up at Feng Su, and was stunned, and then was endlessly annoyed. He didn't see the disdain in his imagination from Feng Su's eyes. Instead, it was a kind of vague emotion, like a layer of fog. However, he quickly reflected that it was a look similar to guilt and surprise. Even with a little worry, he was so angry.

But this layer of fog soon dispersed, Feng Su's pupil became deep and calm again. She bowed her head and didn't go to see the people in the field. She looked as if she didn't take Lian Gong Jin's words to heart. Mo Qiyun almost thought he was wrong, but he clearly saw that kind of emotion. It seems that the emotion that should not have appeared in this cold hearted woman, it really happened.

Mo Qiyun suddenly went mad with jealousy at this moment. His chest seemed to be acutely chiseled by something, and he poked a big hole.

The emperor breathed a breath, then suppressed his anger. A smile similar to threat appeared on his face and said, "King Anyang, since you have a heart, try it."

All the young ladies and gentlemen looked at him. Sitting in the first place, Princess Yong'an has beautiful eyes. She looks at Feng Su on her side and raises her lips quietly. She is now disgusted with the emperor, the royal family, and even her status as a princess. But she had to perform her duties as a royal child. However, if someone is willing to let the emperor eat shriveled, she will be very happy. Besides, the man was her secret ally. In her heart, Princess Yong'an hopes that Fengsu can get her own happiness.

Eight princess a small face excited red. Miss Gao sat in her seat and looked happily in the direction of Feng su. However, she just lowered her head and let out her anger. Then Miss Gao's eyes fell on Lian Gong Jin, and she was happy again immediately.

Immediately, a guard came in with a jujube horse. The horse was tall and handsome, and its limbs were constantly hoofing and snorting. Princess Yong'an's face suddenly changed. She had seen this horse. As early as a year ago, the emperor was hunting outside and caught this horse by chance. But she didn't want that no one could tame it until now.

During this period, I don't know how many horsemen were killed. Princess pingting's face changed a little. Even though she had excellent riding skills, she was not sure to tame such a fierce horse. Lian Gong Jin glanced at the horse and suddenly got up and fell on the saddle. The horse hissed for a long time, but it suddenly quieted down. Even palace brocade this just raised a head to hurtle the emperor to embrace boxing way: "emperor elder brother please see."

The surrounding musicians immediately began to play music, and the loud sound of gongs and drums quickly spread in the hall. The emperor's eyes were fixed on one man and one horse in front of the hall. The horse shuddered as if it were frightened, and immediately straightened up and stepped on with the rhythm.

The man on the horse suddenly raised the corner of his lips, and his narrow eyes were full of smiles. Red lips moist soft, ups and downs in the sleeves. Today, he was wearing a long black water sleeve shirt with fine makeup on his eyebrows. It was weird and treacherous, and very beautiful. I'm really good at dancing with long sleeves. Now it's moving. It's even more beautiful than women. All the men and women in the hall are crazy about the earth.

At the end of the song, even the palace brocade fell to the ground. Thousands of birds and butterflies lingered in the hall, and the birds kept singing. It seemed that the fragrance of flowers was coming. The emperor's face turned red, and he could not help but get angry when he looked at his ministers and cried. Feng Su immediately raised his hand and patted it twice: "Anyang Wang Guo really has seven tricks and exquisite heart." Feng Su turned her head and said with a smile, "my daughter has found her husband now. Please give the emperor an order to get married."

Xing sat on the armchair, his wrinkled face shaking, his fingers holding the teacup, his eyes almost bursting with fire. Bai raised his eyes to look at her, quickly lowered his head, twisted his fingers around the handkerchief, and made a quick calculation in his mind. Feng gently sits beside Mo Qilin, biting her lips. Her beautiful eyes are full of anger. Why, why does Fengsu have thousands of people's love and tens of thousands of people's pain? Even a cold man like Anyang king wants to be moved by her. Why!If there had been no Feng Su, she would not have suffered so much. Feng's eyes are full of deep hatred. One side of Mo Qilin immediately turned his head, put his hand on her palm, gently pinched her palm.

Feng Ruan responded immediately. Her eyes turned red quickly. She whispered: "husband, if it wasn't for my third sister, you wouldn't Now that she is like this, I am not angry. Why can she do so many wrong things and be so unscrupulous? I think she should feel guilty for her husband. "

Mo Qilin was stunned, then sneered: "just look." At the beginning, he didn't want to marry Fengsu, so he told mother Li in the peony building to hide her. But she deserved it. If it wasn't for her evil heart and vanity, how could he teach her a lesson. I didn't expect that Feng Su had already colluded with the king of Anyang. I'm really shameless.

The prince turned his head to look at him, then raised his glass and said, "what's the matter, third brother? He looks so ugly. Isn't it a leg injury? "

Even if Mo Qilin came back, he was useless. The imperial capital has been looking for a good doctor to treat Mo Qilin's legs, but unfortunately, a quack recommended himself a month ago and completely severed Mo Qilin's legs. If there is no accident, the muscles of the third prince's legs have begun to atrophy. When Mo Qilin heard what he said, he just turned his head and did not change his look. However, he holds Feng's soft hand, but it suddenly shrinks, almost pinches Feng's soft bones.

Feng gentle can't help but low exhale voice, immediately reaction come over, quickly cover lips, softly pacify. Mo Qilin's face was better. He motionless ground looking at Feng Su, in the eyes that kind of cruel vision slowly took back.

Anyway, this woman is not what she used to be. First, he became famous by dancing at the Palace Banquet, and then he was proposed twice. Even though Prince Mobei finally gave up on her, Anyang alone was enough to compare all the princes and grandchildren. In a word, Feng Su has got a great advantage. He has such a noble status as king Anyang and such a beautiful face. Even he has to admit that no one in the Northern Qi Dynasty can match him.

I'm afraid all the ladies in this hall would like to eat Feng su. Mo Qilin lowered his eyes, put his wine cup on the table and laughed.

The emperor's face looked as if he had eaten a fly. It was very ugly. He was silent for a long time, and then a smile slowly appeared on his face: "in this case, Queen, it's up to you to take charge of it. Choose a lucky day and decide it." The emperor paused and said, "as for the throne of Anyang King..."