"I just remember, Lord Mu is currently under confinement, how could he appear in the palace?" Bei Qiu didn't ask her to get up for a while, so she had to kneel.
"Your Majesty is marrying a husband, and the Royal Sister will naturally come to congratulate her. If you don't come to participate in such lively scenes, how can you express your Royal Sister's affection for Your Majesty." Prince Mu clapped his hands, and a group of people lifted a box up.
The box opens.
It turned out to be full of Buddhist scriptures and beads.
Bei Qiu's body froze suddenly.
"I heard that the emperor's brother-in-law likes these, and the imperial sister specially asked the servants to search the entire imperial city and present them to His Majesty." The corner of Prince Mu's mouth curled into a smile, and he looked at Bei Qiu sarcastically.
Shi Qing's face was ashen, she held the long sword tightly in her hand, it seemed that as long as Lord Mu revealed a word about the holy monk, the blood of Prince Mu would be spilled on the whole banquet, and Shi Jia and Shi Ling couldn't cover it up. The anger in the eyes.
Bei Qiu smiled instead, turned to look at Shi Zi, and asked, "Shi Zi, do you like these?"
The prince didn't expect him to be mentioned suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, and said softly: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I don't like it."
Bei Qiu raised her eyebrows, looked at Lord Mu with a half-smile and said: "It seems that the imperial sister made a mistake, the lonely imperial husband doesn't seem to like the things you gave." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand.
Shi Ling immediately understood and asked someone to move a box of things down without giving Lord Mu any chance at all.
"A seat." Bei Qiu said.
Shi Qing directly arranged Lord Mu at the bottom position.
Lord Mu glared at Shi Qing viciously, his eyes flashed with anger, and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial sister heard that the holy monk Zhu Li is still in the palace. Why didn't the holy monk come to such a big banquet? Could it be that the holy monk was killed?" In the confinement palace, no freedom?"
Bei Qiu narrowed her eyes slightly. If Lord Mu came out today, he probably didn't want to go back.
"Sister Huang thinks so?" Bei Qiu said slowly, the imperial prestige had spread to the entire hall.
But Lord Mu still looked directly at Bei Qiu fearlessly, and said, "Of course the emperor dare not think so. The emperor is just joking. I haven't seen the holy monk preaching for many days. The emperor misses the prosperous age. She must be full of civil and military affairs." I would also like to hear a passage from the holy monk.”
"Naturally." Bei Qiu smiled, "Shi Qing invites the holy monk to come here."
All civil and military officials in the court felt His Majesty's unhappiness at this time, but Prince Mu had a seemingly triumphant smile on his lips.
The prince who was on the side suddenly raised his wine glass and said, "Your Majesty, Hua Er respects Your Majesty."
Bei Qiu was taken aback for a moment, nodded with a smile and drank it down in one gulp.
The crown prince blushed and said: "Your Majesty, Hua'er would like to dance for His Majesty, thank you for your hospitality."
Everyone was immediately attracted by the blushing prince.
It's really true that one cares about the country, and the other cares about the city.
Only Bei Qiu was not fascinated by his shy appearance, she smiled absent-mindedly and said, "Oh? That's my honor."
The son owed his body and went down to prepare.
The singing and dancing sounded again.
After a long time, there was a shout from a palace lady: "The holy monk has arrived."
Not long after, an eminent monk dressed in a monk's robe appeared at the door, with a handsome face, clasped his hands, and walked forward step by step. Unlike this noisy banquet, it seemed that there was only tranquility in his eyes.
Bei Qiu's originally sharp eyes suddenly softened.
"The prince entered the palace today, and the imperial sister wanted to listen to the preaching of the holy monk, so she disturbed the holy monk." Bei Qiu stood up and said softly.
Seeing His Majesty getting up, Manchu Wenwu immediately stood up.
Zhu Li clasped his hands together and bowed slightly, "It's my blessing to be able to preach to Lord Mu."
Shi Qing immediately arranged for Zhu Li to sit in the position below Bei Qiu, facing the crown prince, one can imagine how high the status is, and Prince Mu was so angry that if he had arranged her in the lowest position before , she can say that Bei Qiu is arranged here because there is no place left.
Now that Zhu Li came, he sat at the highest position.
This slap hit Prince Mu's face with a crackling sound.
At this time, the dancers retreated one after another, giving way to a path.
The prince changed into a dance skirt, and with a dance, he amazed the whole banquet.
Dancing in the middle of the banquet, everyone's eyes are on him, every movement seems to be exciting, and every look seems to be captivating.
Bei Qiu was not in the mood, and secretly glanced at Zhu Li, she couldn't look at him openly in front of so many people.
Zhu Li looked at the dancing son, when Shi Qing came to him, he agreed directly, just wanted to see who this royal husband would be, now that he came and saw it, that face really made him People have a photographic memory, those eyes are tender like water, no wonder they can become the queen's husband.
He slowly closed his eyes, and there was a burst of sadness in his heart.
Seeing that he closed his eyes, Bei Qiu thought that he didn't like the noisy scene, so she didn't ask any further questions, and could only turn her head and continue to force herself to watch the dance.
The dance is over.
The crown prince knelt in the hall with a flushed face, "May your majesty live forever."
"Okay, okay, okay!" Bei Qiu clapped his hands and said hello to Sansheng, "I'm alone, and there are rewards."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." After the prince knelt down and bowed, he stepped back and sat in his seat, put on a long robe and did not go to change alone.
"Your Majesty's dance is really beautiful." Prince Mu said, "Your Majesty is really happy to be accompanied by such a beautiful woman."
Bei Qiu glanced at Lord Mu, and said: "If the imperial sister likes this dance, I can let Hua'er..."
Lord Mu's eyes lit up, he stared straight at Bei Qiu, waiting for her to say the next thing.
"Gu can let Hua'er teach the dancer, and let the dancer dance for the imperial sister." Bei Qiu continued.
"Pfft." Shi Zi covered his lips and chuckled, seeing that everyone was looking at him, his face immediately turned red again.
Prince Mu's face was livid with anger.
Zhu Li at the side glanced at the prince, then at the queen, and pursed his thin lips lightly.
The banquet is over.
The prince was directly sent to Luanfeng Hall.
Zhu Li didn't know why, but he couldn't sleep that night.
Looking at the beams for a long time without falling asleep, he repeated the eye contact between the prince and the empress over and over again in his mind, and whenever he closed his eyes, the gentle look of the empress would emerge in his mind.
perhaps.
The queen is not only so gentle to him.
After that night, the wedding was quickly settled.
Everyone in the palace was extremely busy, His Majesty's wedding was the top priority, and he stayed quietly in the meditation room, neither preaching nor communicating with other people, but kneeling in front of the Buddha to repent.
Looking at the Buddha, his heart was completely confused.
"Recently, Your Majesty and the Crown Prince have been very busy." The male slave tidied up the bed, glanced at the monk who was chanting, and said.
Zhu Li was taken aback for a moment, and the movements of his hands also stopped.
Seeing this, the male slave said: "My family has never seen His Majesty so happy. In the past year, I have only seen His Majesty frowning and thinking hard about some people and things. This son is really His Majesty's." Your Majesty, now that you're here, His Majesty's face is full of smiles."
"So, very good." Zhu Li said lightly. ##### I saw a lot of reminders from the babies, I will add more updates today~