Chapter 1173

"Father? You don't believe in children's ministers? "

Song Nan said harshly, "believe it? How can I trust you in this situation! Prince, I'll see what Mo Yan is going to do when he comes to the song and Yuan Dynasties. If he does anything wrong, I won't spare you! "

"Father, it's serious! Maybe the emperor's brother and Yuewang are really close friends. It would be a good way for the prince to let Yuewang be the backing of the song and Yuan Dynasties! "

Song Qingshu looks at Song Nan in a serious way, and the meaning of the words is completely based on the premise that the prince and Jun Mo Yan really know each other.

"The prince doesn't need you to talk too much!"

"Bang -"

"song QingHan, what's your attitude! You brought in a hungry wolf, and now you still have a point! " Song Nan, whose trust in Song QingHan has completely collapsed, intuitively thinks that all song QingHan's words are just excuses for himself. Seeing his vicious words against song Qingshu, he is even more furious.

"Father emperor -"

"shut up, I don't want to hear it! I'd like to see if you know him or not at the dinner tonight

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You Shi

the dinner was held in the Royal Garden of the song and Yuan Dynasties. Although it was late autumn, all kinds of beautiful orange flowers were blooming in the Royal Garden, the atmosphere was not low, and the temperature was just right.

On both sides of the garden, decorated with flower beds, are the candlelight in the stone lanterns. The red lanterns hanging on the branches are even more fiery. The eight immortals table has been put in order for a long time. The rockery and stream on one side are gurgling. The beautiful scenery of autumn is so good.

Several princes of song QingHan had already taken their seats with their families, and many senior officials of Yipin had been waiting here.

"Here comes the emperor! Here comes the queen

There are dragon chairs and Phoenix chairs on the high platform decorated with red curtain. Song Nan and shuiyerong come together. When people worship, they can't help but look around. The main character of the banquet has not appeared yet.

"Prince, where is the king of the moon?"

Sure enough, when Song Nan sat down, he asked song QingHan, and everyone's eyes also stayed on him, making him as if he was on his back, which was very ugly and embarrassing.

"Let emperor song wait for a long time!"

At the entrance of the imperial garden, just when song QingHan didn't know how to answer, Jun Mo Yan appeared in a black suit. The extreme contrast between black and white always gave people a visual impact.

Black slender figure, surrounded by red dense light shining, silver like snow, red blood moles over the candle. As soon as Jun Mo Yan appeared, many women were stunned.

The expression of indifference did not squint to the front seat, and Song Nan also timely said: "since the king of the moon has come, then start!"

"Chirp!"

At the beginning of the banquet, there are always some unconventional singers and dancers, and the musicians are playing with their fingers. Although it is a scene of harmony, it still makes people feel uncomfortable.

After all, the identity of the king of the moon was too conspicuous, so people had to be careful.

The dancer's soft waist is graceful and graceful, and her sleeves are touching many people's hearts. And the face of Jun Mo Yan in the red candlelight projection, the enchanting and enchanting blood mole is more people want to touch.

Arrogant style, handsome face, and no one can reach the identity, are the existence of women flocking! And there is no lack of bold and careful people in the banquet.

Let's sing a song. After the singer and dancer stepped down, a pretty woman with light pink makeup and rouge powder on her face stood up and said to Song Nan: "father, Qing'er wants to play Pipa and give it to the moon king from afar!"

"Qing'er, no nonsense!"

Smelling speech, the woman who called herself Qing'er twisted her sleeves and retorted: "father, Qing'er didn't make trouble! Mother, please let Qing'er play a song! "

Shuiyerong looks at the girl pleading. Her expression is kind. She turns her eyes and looks at Song Nan. Then she suggests, "emperor, let's fulfill her wish! My concubine also heard that Qing'er taught by Princess De is proficient in Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. Why don't we watch it? It's also a performance for the king of the moon! "

"That's all. Go and get ready!"

Song Nan at the suggestion of water night Rong, finally compromise frown said a word. At the same time, looking at the flowing water night Rong with bright eyes, the two people's eyes meet, and they have their own ideas.

Just at this time, Jun Mo Yan, who was always rubbing his glass with his low eyes, suddenly raised his head, but his face remained unchanged, but he looked around unhappily. To outsiders who didn't know the reason, his eyes seemed to follow song Qingqing, the princess of the song and Yuan Dynasties.

Seeing this, Song Nan looked at shuiyerong again with some joy. Seeing that she nodded her head without any trace, he put down his heart. The world says that the king of the moon is more affectionate to the princess of the moon than Jin Jian, but now it seems that the confusion of young women is still useful.

Song Qingqing thinks he is right. He makes the moon King aim at Song Nan. He can't help laughing and disdaining. If he can marry Qingqing, the two countries will be married. Are you afraid that his son-in-law will harm him?!

"Emperor, Qingqing is twenty-eight years old. It's time to get married!"Just after three rounds of wine in the imperial garden, when people are waiting for song Qingqing to return, the queen shuiyerong suddenly opens her voice, and the deep meaning of the words makes people look at her.

"Well, indeed! I'm busy with state affairs. I'm really delayed by my pure marriage Song Nan nodded noncommittally, like a loving father worried about his daughter's marriage, frowning and nodding.

But song QingHan also took Song Nan's words instantaneously: "father, the king of the moon has only one concubine now. I don't know if the king of the moon has any plans to remarry?"

"What do you say?"

Jun Mo Yan smiles and looks at Song QingHan as if he were a good friend.

Seeing this, Song Nan, who was already disgusted with song QingHan, could not help but resent his deceit. The obvious communication between them was clearly the behavior of their good friends, and he even dared to deny it.

"Father, mother!"

When song Qingqing returned to the imperial garden after he had finished his preparation, his light pink palace dress was taken down and replaced by a long white satin dress with elegant hair and a cross bun. Half of his body was scattered behind him.

Her cheeks are red and her lips are red. It's obvious that her cheeks, once again embellished with rouge, are more beautiful and coquettish. But since her appearance, Jun Mo Yan's eyes have returned to the wine glass again.

"Start when you're ready!"

"Yes

Under the encouragement of Song Nan, song Qingqing sat down in the chair raised by the palace people, holding a Pipa in his hand, and said to Jun Mo Yan: "king of the moon, this song is called Chunjiang huayueye! I hope you like it! "

The little girl's flattery is no doubt in the face of Jun Mo Yan. If there is a look in her eyes, she glances at Jun Mo Yan who has never looked up.

Song Qingqing's slender fingers are playing a pleasant melody on the pipa, and the spring river flowers and moonlit night have a different meaning. In the face of song Qingqing's bold action, who can't see her love for the king of the moon.

Some people don't need to speak, one action, one look, or even do nothing, which is enough to make some people crazy about it.

Once again, when Jun Mo Yan smashed the wine cup in his hand, song Qingqing broke the string because of fear. The scene was quiet and boundless. Everyone looked at Jun Mo Yan's anger, especially what happened.

Jun Mo Yan's eyes looked at the palace people behind him in the opposite courtiers, and his deep pupils could not see to the end like an abyss.

"The king of the moon? What happened? "

Song Nan, who was most afraid that Mo Yan might be in the song and Yuan Dynasties and have any accidents, immediately asked nervously, what's wrong with those palace people?!

Jun Mo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and gazed for a moment among the maids in waiting. Then he left the wine cup on the table and said, "I'm tired. I'm afraid I'll disturb the emperor of song!"

"Ah, if the moon king is not there, come! Go to prepare the palace for the king of the moon. Since he is tired, the king of the moon wants to have a rest! All of you are waiting for me. If you dare to offend the moon king, I'll take your head off! "

"I'll do it

With Jun Mo Yan leaving together, there are several people in Mo Yu. And in front of the frightened guide palace maids and eunuchs, are careful to keep a safe distance, for fear of angering the king and life!

"Mo Yu, go and find out who was in the palace just now!"

"Yes

Looking at the figure that Mo Yu left, Mo Dian quietly asked: "Third Master, what's the problem?"

Then he looked at the Flying Leopard and wolf on one side. They were also puzzled. But Jun Mo Yan never spoke. At the dinner party tonight, he noticed several times that his eyes were fixed on him, but every time he looked up, his eyes disappeared.

If he had not noticed that the sight was not malicious, he would have broken up the palace people, so that he would stay in the palace. Since he was a palace man, he would have found out who was watching his every move secretly.

The palace is located in the West Wing of the palace where important people are received. After entering the palace, Jun Mo Yan sits on the soft couch in the side hall, waiting for Mo Yu to return.

Moment after moment, when Mo Yu returned with an innocent face, he looked at Jun Mo Yan and nodded his head solemnly and said, "yes, I have checked. There is no problem!"

Shua -

Jun Mo Yan's eyes, like a cold sword coming out of its sheath, stick on Mo Yu's body, while the latter has a simple expression, as if to say, I won't lie!

"Are you sure?"

The tone was slow and threatening. Jun Mo Yan slowly lowered his eyelids, then slowly glanced at Mo Yu, obviously didn't believe what he said.

Mo Yu nodded: "yes, absolutely sure! They are all palace people. There's nothing wrong with them! "

Smell speech, Jun Mo Yan lips corner hang smile, repair white finger end up the tea cup on the table, pick eyebrow to look at Mo Yu, "it seems that your life is too comfortable!"

"Ah?"

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