The First-Class Medical Princess

Murong Yuan, however, felt her naturalness, without any twitchy attitude, a smile rose from the corner of his mouth when he saw her leaving, and he would implant all the habits she was not used to into every bit of her life. However, raising his eyes to look in the direction of Duanhe Gong, the smile on his face froze in an instant, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, the place after Murong Yuan left, the corner of the rockery that was originally here, suddenly shattered .

Not long after Su Yunchu returned to Yiyang Palace, after finding Zhao Zhiyun and Feng Bingling, the two talked for a while, and after asking about Su Yunchu's going to Duanhe Palace, the banquet had already begun.

There was no further talk at the moment, the three of them found their own seats and sat down, and following Fang Ming's voice, "The emperor is here, the empress is here..." All the officials and family members got up one after another, saluted the Yongye Emperor above, and Following Emperor Yongye, there were naturally seven princes, four concubines and Princess Jinghe. This was also the first time that Su Yunchu saw the queen and the rumored four concubines.

Emperor Yongye was obviously in a good mood, "Everyone is flat, today is the Chinese New Year, and all officials gather to enjoy themselves with the people."

Naturally, there was also a burst of response from below.

After everyone was seated, Emperor Yongye sat on the main seat, said something similar to the year-end summary meeting to the officials below, and then announced the real start of the banquet.

Speaking of the banquet, it is actually just a New Year's gift that the officials send to the emperor and the empress. Of course, the form of this gift is varied, and it can be real or not. The most important thing is the expression of the process.

The ministers of the DPRK and China all gathered today, plus their family members, at least dozens of households. When the banquet started, the officials of the DPRK and China presented gifts one after another.

Among these people, there are some who really donated the strange things they collected, and some who donated their wealth to the common people to express their importance to the country. There are many praises for Emperor Yongye, but most of them are in this way.

The seats prepared for the Zhiyuan Hou's Mansion and the seats of several princes are in two directions. Su Yunchu looked at the various gifts sent by the ministers in the court, and glanced at the direction where Murong Yuan was. Murong Yuan was probably real. He didn't have a good impression of this kind of banquet and its form, and he kept a cold and resolute look in front of others, and his tightly pursed lips did not relax at all. It seemed that what he was facing was not a New Year's banquet of singing and dancing, but a battlefield.

As if feeling Su Yunchu's gaze, Murong Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Su Yunchu's side. The originally cold and resolute expression softened slightly, and his tightly pursed lips relaxed a little.

Suddenly, the change in Prince Jing's complexion attracted the attention of some people in the hall. Everyone didn't understand why the originally cold-faced Prince Jing suddenly had a soft change in his complexion.

Only Liu Ruxu, who was seated next to the Zhiyuan Hou's mansion, had always noticed Murong Yuan's changes, and looked back and forth between Su Yunchu and Murong Yuan with his eyes, but the hand under the table was slightly tightened with the silk handkerchief in his hand. .

She is not reconciled!

As for Murong Zhi, who was separated by a seat from Murong Yuan, his eyes turned towards this side, but his slightly restrained brows, although still warm, probably only he himself knows what kind of complexity lies in this gentleness Bar.

Only Su Yiran was silently paying attention to Murong Zhi, but she couldn't wait for Murong Zhi to look over, instead, by chance, she saw his gaze on Su Yunchu who was beside her.