The reborn son is vicious

When Tang Ying, the British Duke, brought his family into the Liuli Palace, Zhang Kang was originally welcoming Lin Qiuxing, the Minister of Dali Temple, when he saw the master coming with sharp eyes, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Slaves send greetings to the Duke and Mrs. Guo, please this way!"

Tang Ying was dressed in crimson purple embroidered uniform, holding Ling Qing's hand in his right hand, and he was wearing a pair of affectionate husband and wife. He frowned, smiled and said to Zhang Kang: "Eunuch Zhang, there is no need to be polite. Father-in-law should know a few more words."

"Oh, Lord, you are being polite," Zhang Kang said with a smile on his face, "It's only natural, the Lord Long Live also told us before the banquet that our family must take good care of you two—you can do whatever you want." This way please, the concubine Xian will come with the saint in a while."

Tang Ying nodded with a smile, and was about to pull Ling Qing who was beside her to follow Zhang Kang, but he couldn't move before taking a few steps.

"Ma'am..." Tang Ying frowned, looked back at Ling Qing who was frozen in place and refused to leave, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter? Didn't we make an agreement at home? In the end you..."

It's getting late now, many officials and wives have already entered the palace, Ling Qing seemed a bit abrupt when he didn't cooperate like this, seeing Ling Qing lowered his eyes, and didn't answer or leave, Tang Ying was a little anxious immediately , couldn't help pulling him hard again.

"lady!"

"Tang Ying..." The surroundings were filled with joy and peace, with high-spirited conversations and mutual greetings gathering and boiling like waves, but at this moment Ling Qing seemed to be standing outside a huge transparent glass wall , He could see everything inside clearly, but he couldn't blend into it.

The hall was brightly lit, but his face was extremely pale—too pale, as if all the blood in his body was rapidly disappearing from his body.

"Your plan remains the same, right?" After a while, Ling Qing sighed and said weakly: "Is Wan'er going to kill her—"

"Hey?!" Ling Qing hadn't finished speaking, only heard that Zhang Kang who was leading the way for them suddenly turned around, looked behind them, and exclaimed, "Isn't that Master Leng? This is a coincidence, my lord, the Holy Majesty knew that you and Lord Leng were related by marriage, and also knew that Concubine Xian and Leng Zhaoyi were on good terms in the palace, so he specially allowed the two of you to sit together! Oh, what a coincidence Coincidentally, why don't you go with the slaves to meet Master Leng?"

Tang Yingzheng's face changed slightly because of Ling Qing's words. As soon as Zhang Kang stepped up, he quickly gave Ling Qing a sneaky look as a warning, then turned around and followed Zhang Kang towards Leng Yuan and his party.

——As if the person holding Ling Qing's hand affectionately just now was not Tang Ying.

After Tang Ying and Leng Yuan met, they exchanged pleasantries for a while. Although the two didn't necessarily want to see each other much in their hearts, they were not fools on the bright side, and they still had to save face.

Right now Tang Yingzheng and Leng Yuan are walking in front, the old lady of the Leng family has been impatient with the eldest lady recently, and the old lady of the Tang family, Mrs. Deng, is not in good health and did not come, so the old lady deliberately left the eldest lady and went to find Ling who was walking outside green.

Although Ling Qing was not hesitant in his heart, his good self-cultivation over the years still allowed him to be well-groomed and talk with the old lady of the Leng family.

The eldest lady watched from behind, and felt extremely uncomfortable!

Originally, Leng Yuan didn't allow Leng Ran to come with her today, so she was depressed for a long time. On the way here, both Leng Yuan and the old lady treated her indifferently, as if she was a dignified mistress of Leng's family. Casually ignore the air!

And now she saw her male sister-in-law, Ling Qing, chatting with her old lady with a light smile, the old lady was really going to die of anger!

What made her teeth itch with hatred the most was that her sister-in-law Ling Qing didn't know what spirit possessed her!

The eldest lady clearly remembers that when Ling Qing married into the Tang family 20 years ago, she had such a handsome and elegant appearance, with picturesque eyebrows. Now, 20 years later, the person in front of her is almost as elegant as she is, except that she is getting thinner and thinner day by day. Ruyu looks good!

And looking at the eldest lady herself——she obviously had a better life than Ling Qing in every way, she was superior in every way, and all the good and expensive creams and jewelry of the Leng family belonged to her, but she couldn't conceal her aging face day by day!

The more the Da Furen thought about it, the more angry she became, and when the group of them walked to the private seat, her complexion turned ashen under her full attire.

"Ma'am?" Leng Yuan was about to turn around and tell her to accompany the old lady, but he didn't want to face the old lady's pale face. He couldn't help being surprised, "You, you are..."

The eldest lady quickly regained her senses, squeezed out a normal smile, and changed the subject: "Master, what's the matter?"

She didn't want to explain, and Leng Yuan didn't want to talk to her too much, but said concisely: "Go and sit beside the old lady, why are you standing here with me?"

"Ah, the concubine is going here."

Only then did the grand lady realize that she was still standing beside Leng Yuan, she couldn't help but smiled embarrassingly, and hurriedly walked to sit beside the old lady.

The old lady actually wanted to talk to Ling Qing, she didn't like Ling Qing so much, but let her stay with the eldest lady with a fake smile on her face, she was really uncomfortable!

"Speaking of which, your sister-in-law is really a lucky person." The old lady glanced at the eldest lady sitting next to her, and she didn't know whether she was telling her on purpose or talking to herself, "Having a daughter is also a matter of ambition. It didn't take long for the concubine to give birth to the third prince, hey, I don't know when our Xi'er will give birth to Princess Longzi for the emperor..."

The old lady always speaks in a calm tone, but this most natural words, falling into the ears of the old lady, will change the taste!

God knows how much effort it took the lady to hold back and not explode on the spot. She just remained silent for a while with a distorted face, and then replied in a suppressed voice: "Don't worry about the old lady, Xi'er... is also a blessed one. Maybe it won't be long before it will win glory for us."

——To win glory for the Leng family?

The eldest lady was so angry that she could bleed, she turned her beautiful eyes, and met Tang Ying's comforting eyes.

what!

She understood it - the bitch who can't even survive tonight, go to hell to win glory!

The eldest lady nodded to Tang Ying calmly, this is just waiting to see a good show.

"The emperor is here! The concubine Xian is here!"

Following the chorus of the eunuchs and eunuchs, the son of Daxu, Murong Jing, who was dressed in bright yellow embroidered nine-dragon emperor uniform, and the concubine Xian, who was dressed in her best attire, appeared in front of everyone step by step.

Everyone hurriedly got up and bowed down to the emperor.

Murong Jing stood on the high platform of the main hall, waved his hands casually, signaled all the ministers to calm down, then took the slender hand of the concubine Xian, and entered the main seat.

"Zhang Kang." Murong Jing seemed in a very good mood, he glanced at the chief eunuch who was waiting at the side, and ordered: "Your honor, give me a seat and serve wine."

The officials in the audience hurriedly thanked each other and took their seats to wait for Murong Jing to speak.

"My lords"

Murong Jing and Concubine Xian looked at each other, nodded, then raised their glasses first, and said with a smile: "Today is the full moon wine for my third prince, I remember the last time I held a full moon for my second prince, it was already a year ago Something has happened, the palace has not been this lively for a long time, and now the third prince, Murong Lin, is full moon, and I will hold a banquet here to celebrate with all the nobles—this first glass of wine..."

While Murong Jing was speaking, Concubine Xian had sent Pearl to hug the Third Prince who was wrapped in swaddling clothes.

The emperor was overjoyed, he hugged the third prince with big eyes like black pearls in one hand, raised the golden cup with the other hand, and said loudly: "——I wish my third prince to be intelligent and healthy, and grow up worry-free!"

"Thousands of blessings for the third prince! Long live the emperor, blessings and safety for the virtuous concubine and empress." The crowd knelt down on the ground.

Murong Jing laughed, raised his head and drank the glass of wine, then lowered his head and kissed the third prince's pink cheek.

The little prince also liked it, and immediately started giggling.When he smiled like this, the people below congratulated loudly even more excitedly.

Murong Jing drank the second and third glasses of wine one after another, and the last glass was for Concubine Jingxian—to respect her for giving birth to such a lovely and precious third prince for Daxu.

Concubine Xian's makeup today is very graceful and luxurious. She already has a noble demeanor and a graceful figure. She is dressed in a gorgeous goose-yellow budding jasmine veil, covered with a silver-white streamer gauze, and has several peach pink tattoos on her widened sleeves. She is slender and elegant. There are layers of milky white eight-treasure knots tied around the waist, making the waist even more slender.

And her skin is like beautiful jade, her eyes are like distant mountains, her breath is like orchids, her oval face is lightly rouged, her vermilion lips are slightly stained with red, and the lighting of the colored glaze in the hall makes her look like a newly blooming Qionghua, beautiful and incomparable. .

Those three thousand black silks were tied into a moon chasing bun with long golden hairpins, and a row of expensive red coral and glass pendants hung in the middle of their foreheads.

It's a pity that such a good-looking face, Ling Qing squinted her eyes and looked down, feeling a dull pain in her heart.

"The emperor's praise", Concubine Xian smiled shyly, Ruyu's face flushed, "Being able to give birth to and raise the third prince for you and Da Xuchao is a blessing that I have cultivated for several lifetimes It's too late for my concubine to thank you so much, how can I bear you like this..."

Before Concubine Xian could finish her words, Murong Jing laughed out loud.

"Zhang Kang!" Murong Jing hugged the little prince with a smile and ordered, "Let's dance with the music."

The melodious music and the beautiful dancing girls scattered in the hall like falling flowers. Concubine Xian smiled and admired it for a while, then approached Murong Jing and whispered a few words in Murong Jing's ear.

Everyone saw that the stern emperor smiled even more when he heard the words. He handed the third prince in his arms to Concubine Xian, and raised his hand to press it in the air.

The wives of officials who were drinking happily under the stage, and all kinds of singing and dancing actors in the hall, famous zithers and zithers, instantly returned to tranquility.

Murong Jing glanced at the direction where the concubines gathered in the harem with his eagle eyes, and said with a half-smile, "The Concubine Xian told me a good thing just now. I heard it was really interesting, and I couldn't help but want to share it with you..."

"I heard that many concubines have prepared congratulatory gifts for my third prince—this is a good thing! Why are they all hiding it and refusing to say it? Come on! Dear concubines, who has prepared congratulatory gifts, take them quickly! Come out and let me appreciate it! I promise that no matter good or bad, as long as you care about it, you will be rewarded a lot!"

As soon as Murong Jing's words fell, the palace people in the concubine's table, regardless of their rank, were a little bit moved - this is of course, among other things, this is a golden opportunity to show their faces in front of the emperor!

Hence, in the following time, almost all the beauties in Murong Jing's harem got up and presented gifts for the third prince, no matter whether they prepared gifts in advance or not.

Some are singing and dancing, some are poetry and painting, some are jewelry, some are handmade clothes, and some are even simple good words, but Murong Jing really rewards everyone regardless of etiquette, but his expression has always been half a smile, I can't even see what he's thinking.

Concubine Xian looked at the various congratulatory gifts of the concubines in the audience, with a happy smile on the surface, but a sneer in her heart - Leng Xi, how long can you hide? !

"Leng Zhaoyi", after Concubine Hui danced an ink dance, Concubine Xian suddenly raised her beautiful eyes, looked at Leng Xi who was sitting quietly among the concubines with a smile, and said loudly: "In front of the palace A few days ago, I heard from Zhaoyi that you also want to send a congratulatory gift to the third prince, but you don’t know what to give. At that time, I said that the gift is light on people’s hearts, and no matter what Zhaoyi sends Lin’er, I will I like it—I don’t know what Zhaoyi is today, but I’ve come up with a good idea to add something to Lin’er’s full moon banquet?”

[Climb up silently: Baby who thinks the plot is slow, please scroll down, I am a spoiler expert ————————————————————

That's right, Concubine Xian will die, it's over!

PS: The etiquette of the royal full moon banquet is a product of my brainstorming. I wrote it wrong and nonsense... I beg the elegant party to let me go, baa, wagging my big fluffy tail]

Author's gossip: Thank you for your support, okay!