rich little concubine

Ji Ziyang lay leisurely on a chair in the pavilion to enjoy the cool air. The person next to him was holding a book in his hand and was looking at it carefully.

"Tired, change to another."

"What does Yang'er want to eat?"

"Grape."

However, the ink seal was handed over as promised, but the person lying comfortably was still dissatisfied, and his expression was cold: "No peeling."

So a certain prince had to put down the book.

Luan'er stood aside with a calm expression. These days, the prince spoiled the young master so much that she was no stranger to it.

Her young master has almost become a rice worm. He eats and sleeps all day long, or runs around the village to collect the cashier.

In the garden, the steward came in a hurry and reported respectfully: "My lord, the servants in the palace are here to tell you that the lord and concubine can come to the palace to have an audience."

Ran Mofeng smiled coldly and said: "Okay, the king and princess will be there soon."

"Why do I even have to go?" Ji Ziyang was a little dissatisfied. The relationship between the prince and the emperor's old man was harmonious on the surface but actually tense, and he roughly understood it.

It is unknown how long this Zhenbei Prince's Mansion can gain a foothold in the imperial city, he just wants to take advantage of the short-term peace under this undercurrent to make enough money to run away and be alone.

"Yang'er, I won't allow you to escape." Every word escaped from those thin lips.

One sentence hit his heart like a drum, and Ji Ziyang was startled, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

The frame of the Zhenbei Palace drove smoothly into the palace.

In the majestic palace, the servants led King Zhenbei and Ji Ziyang all the way from the palace gate to the Linghua Palace. Along the way, the palaces on both sides are towering, with gorgeous domes and exquisite exquisiteness. They are in this endless palace wall. Inside, people seem especially small and humble.

The golden glazed tiles are dazzing under the scorching sun above the head, and the people who illuminate them can't open their eyes, and they are a little dazed. Can he really escape in this vortex of power struggle?

Ji Ziyang suddenly felt a little dazed, lowered his head and remained silent.

The cold palm was held by a warm hand, and as soon as he raised his head, the man's eyes fell straight into his eyes, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, this king is here for everything."

Ji Ziyang snorted coldly, turned his head away, but did not withdraw his hand after all.

"In order to wish the prince good health, the emperor specially held a banquet in Linghua Hall, prince and concubine, this way please." The servant led the way obediently and said with a smile.

Ran Moran nodded.

In the resplendent Linghua Palace, the emperor and empress sat on the throne, and on both sides sat the prince and princess of the palace and the concubines who were favored by the emperor.

In the main hall, the dancers with graceful figures are full of heavy make-up, veils are lingering and dancing, their toes are turning lightly, and their dancing posture is even more indescribably glamorous and seductive.

On the main seat, the emperor waved his hand, and the dancers stopped immediately and exited the hall one after another.

"My lord, I have seen the emperor and the empress." Ran Mofeng stood in the hall, looking magnificent, and Ji Ziyang also saluted respectfully.

"Nephew, niece and daughter-in-law are welcome, take your seat quickly. I hear that you have recovered in the past few days, and I am very relieved. Today, I have specially arranged this banquet to congratulate you." The attitude of caring for juniors.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I wanted to see you in the palace after I was well, so as not to overwhelm the dragon's body with sickness." Ran Mo Feng took Ji Ziyang to his seat, waved away the maid who was about to come forward to serve him, and under the eyes of everyone, he personally Poured wine and put some vegetables for Ji Ziyang.

Some people's eyes changed slightly, but it was only in an instant.

Ji Ziyang looked up at the high position. The emperor looked benevolent, and the empress was even more dignified and virtuous, with a graceful posture. Although she had two princes, she was still well maintained and looked very beautiful.

"It's no wonder today's banquet is so late. Those who didn't know thought that the king of Zhenbei would put on airs in front of the emperor." The one who answered the question was Concubine Ning, who was favored by the emperor for many years. , and relying on the emperor's preference for the second prince, she is also quite arrogant in this harem, speaking a little unscrupulously.

However, Mo Feng remained calm, drank the wine in his hand, and Quan Dang didn't hear anything.

"What are you talking about, imperial concubine!" The queen glanced at her lightly, with reprimands in her words.

Concubine Ning held the wine glass, looked coquettishly, looked at the emperor, her eyes were full of grievances, the queen snorted coldly, and reminded: "Concubine, don't lose your royal dignity."

"Okay, okay, it's just a family banquet today, there's no need to be so serious." The emperor spoke with obvious intentions of protection, and the empress' eyes flashed hatred.

Ji Ziyang obediently lowered his head and ate the dishes. He had just entered the hall, and the few words in the hall were already full of gunpowder. He still obediently be his little sheep, so as not to cause trouble.

But he doesn't mess with right and wrong, right and wrong just want to provoke him, a very unfriendly look has been looking back and forth at him since he came in, never letting go of it for a moment.

"Brother Feng, now that you are in good health, Jiarou will go to the house to play like in previous years. Are you welcome?" Jiarou has beautiful eyes, and her smile is even more charming. It fell on the people around him.

Ji Ziyang's heart skipped a beat, and he only listened to the people around him saying: "Okay, the princess is here in person, and I will accompany you."

"Jiarou, don't mess around. You have reached the age of marriage, how can you be as playful as you were when you were a child, besides, your elder brother Feng has a princess now. If you go, won't Mo Feng neglect the princess?" The eldest prince said Yanjue looked at Jiarou with a smile, even though he said that, he didn't blame her.

Jiarou pursed her lips and stood up, her beautiful eyes widened, and she pointed at Ji Ziyang with her slender hand: "You said, if I go to the palace to find Brother Feng, will it hinder you?"

Ji Ziyang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect to be called out in public and glanced sideways at Ran Mofeng, a trace of displeasure flashed in Ran Mofeng's eyes, he put down his wine glass and answered for him: "Princess, Ziyang has been unwell for the past few days, This king wants to spend more time with him."

"You..." Jiarou wanted to say something, but was stared back by the queen's eyes, so she had to sit down unwillingly.

"It's such a blessing for a little male concubine to be so loved by the king of Zhenbei. If the king of Zhenbei hadn't been sick back then, Jiarou would have been the concubine of the palace long ago." Concubine Ning smiled in the corner of her eyes and said quietly, wishing to see her Stir the muddy water again.

"Why is the imperial concubine talking about old things?" The queen said coldly.

Ji Ziyang raised his head in disbelief, and bumped into Jiarou's vicious eyes, no wonder he targeted him so much, seeing him was like seeing an enemy, the feeling was that he stole the princess's former fiancé, but there was still some soreness in his heart Sour, calmly picked out the dish that Ran Mofeng had picked up for him out of the bowl.

How did his little actions escape Mo Feng's eyes? Under the table, he rubbed Ji Ziyang's back with one hand, and asked in a low voice that only two people could hear: "Yang'er is jealous. ?”

Ji Ziyang looked back and smiled, and pulled back the hand that was being held, to eat your sister's jealousy!

A wave of waves has risen again.

"Since we don't mention the past, why not talk about a happy event now?" Concubine Ning looked at the emperor with a smile.

"Oh? What's the happy event for the imperial concubine? Let's hear it, there hasn't been any happy event in this palace for a long time." Everyone's eyes focused on her again.

"Your Majesty, it's not a happy event in the palace." The imperial concubine's delicate eyebrows turned slightly, and fell on King Zhenbei: "It's a happy event in the palace."

Ran Mofeng frowned slightly: "Is there any happiness in the palace? Why hasn't this king heard of it?"

"The prince is now in good health and has a concubine, but after all... he can't have children, and the palace can't be inherited without children. A few days ago, the eldest lady of the Ji mansion came to my palace and said that the third lady in the mansion wanted to enter my palace. The palace supports the concubine, after all, it is from the Ji family, I think we can get along well in the future, no, I will also mention it to the emperor during this family banquet, if the emperor agrees, it will be a happy event."

The emperor's gaze sank, and he finally felt dissatisfied with Concubine Ning Gui, but he didn't show it on his face, and said to Ran Mofeng, "What does nephew mean?"

However, Mo Feng's eyes fell on the person who was pretending to be a sheep beside him, and he said with a smile: "I will soon marry another concubine, I'm afraid I will wrong the concubine, why not ask the concubine what she means?"

All eyes were on Ji Ziyang.

Well, he pretended to be a good little sheep and wanted to provoke him one by one, so he swept away his cowardly posture just now, stood up generously, glanced at everyone, and said to the emperor who was sitting high: "Your Majesty The daughter-in-law, as the princess of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, although she can't have children, she still shoulders the heavy responsibility of the Prince's family. In the future, if the prince wants to take a concubine, I will gladly accept it, but now my position as a princess has not been warmed up yet, and someone will take it I am in a hurry to enter the palace, not to mention my third sister who is in the same line, even if the princess enters the palace, I will be slapped in the face."

Being so straightforward, everyone was stunned, Princess Jiarou blushed with anger, and Concubine Ning even raised her brows.

He also heard him say: "I am the emperor, you personally married the prince. The emperor is well known for his deep love for the prince. Naturally, the person who pointed out to the prince can match a generation of Zhenbei kings." He flattered himself, and everyone couldn't refute even if they vomited blood.

"Since this is the case, in the future, the prince must be a good match for the concubine or concubine, and must have both virtues and virtues. Even if the third sister wants to enter the palace, I can't favoritism. I need to discipline her carefully to know whether she is worthy of this concubine. Ren, if there is a disadvantage in virtue, don't say that I disagree, I am afraid that the emperor will not agree, the emperor, do you think so?"

The words are sharp and the words are sharp. Some people have ugly faces and some have complex expressions. It is not without consideration that Ji Ziyang can say these things. The emperor gave a male concubine to let the king of Zhenbei die. Give it to him, but there are always some people with hot heads.

The emperor laughed loudly, nodded Ji Ziyang, and said to Ran Mofeng: "You are still a staunch princess, okay, I agree, let the daughter of the Ji family enter the palace first, and let you, the princess, be disciplined for a while." Fan, if the behavior is not good, send it back."

"Your Majesty!" Ning Guifei's expression turned extremely ugly.

The emperor raised his head and stopped Concubine Ning from speaking.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Ji Ziyang sat back slowly, and everyone wanted to put him together, as if he was a fool who couldn't tell the situation apart!

That day, Ji Yun told Luan'er that the eldest lady agreed to the third miss Ji Yao'er's request and would protect her to enter the mansion. At that time, she was anxious, but she forgot about it later because of the business of the shop. I didn't expect that Ji's family had another The noble concubine in the palace supported her in this way.

Heh, come one and kill the other!No one should think of him as hello kitty!

With a smile on his face, he took the initiative to pick up a round and long strip of shredded meat for the prince beside him. When he handed it to the other party's bowl, the chopsticks were used hard, and the meat strip broke in two immediately.

However, the ink seal is a little puzzled... what does this mean?