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Chapter 40 Did the Prince Regent usurp the throne today (12)

Time flies by so fast, and it’s Shangyuan in a blink of an eye.

A palace banquet was held in the palace, and officials of third rank and above as well as noble families were invited to attend.

The Liangyi Palace where the banquet was held was gorgeously furnished, decorated with pearls, gold and jade, and the floor was covered with gold carpets from overseas. The music and singing continued, and the warm and sweet aroma silently filled the entire palace.

The invited guests took their seats in order, and their eyes were filled with delicacies. The beautiful palace maid stood quietly aside, waiting to pour wine and add dishes.

It was not yet time, and the Empress had not arrived yet, so no one touched the dishes. Only the whispers of guests broke the silence of Liangyi Palace.

At this time, Ji Ge was in Weiyang Palace, waiting for Feng Yuan to change her clothes and go to the banquet together.

Under Xiangyu's instructions, the Shangyi Bureau worked day and night to tailor a Tianshui Bi palace dress for Feng Yuan from the ancient fragrant satin provided by Huzhou. Most of the blooming white magnolias were embroidered on the skirt. The appearance was simple and elegant, and she wore it. The appearance becomes more elegant and beautiful, like apricot blossoms in spring, swaying in the drizzle, graceful and beautiful.

Ji Ge looked at Feng Yuan after changing into palace clothes and sighed with emotion: "By the time the Chinese New Year is over, Ah Yuan will be seventeen, and it will be the age to be married to a consort."

"There's no rush," Feng Yuan dressed up for a rare occasion, looking at the figure reflected in the silver mirror with amazement and love: "The emperor's sister hasn't accepted the emperor's husband yet, so I'm not in a hurry to surrender. "

Feng Yuan grew up with her mother since she was a child, and watched helplessly as her mother longed for the late emperor's favor every day, but wasted her years in disappointment day after day, depressed and unhappy, and quietly withered away in her twenties.

This living example reminded Feng Yuan, and she secretly made up her mind that her future husband did not have to be talented, average-looking, or wealthy, but the only requirement was that he must be in love with her.

"You can't say that," Xiangyu and another palace maid held up a canopy above their heads to cover the falling snowflakes. The girl said with a smile: "Sister Huang is not in a hurry, but Ayuan is getting older, so some things should be considered. , what kind of husband you like, the imperial sister will decide for you."

Feng Yuan bit his lip slightly, and for some reason the young man's gentle and handsome face suddenly appeared in his mind. His face felt a little hot, and he hurriedly buried it in the snow-white fox fur, and said angrily: "Sister Huang knows how to joke."

Ji Ge thought she was thinking about Nie Xuecheng, and lamented that the young girl was inevitably a little shy in Huaichun, so she stopped asking.

The palace was reflected in the girl's dark eyes, and inadvertently, the Palace of Two Appearances arrived.

Before Ji Ge entered the door, someone from the palace came to announce it. When she stepped in, the guests quickly stood up and said in unison: "See you, your majesty. May your majesty be blessed with peace and prosperity."

"Your Majesty," Ji Ge took Feng Yuan's hand and took the seat. He said with a smile: "Today, Shangyuan, I invite you all to enter the palace just because I want to be lively, so there is no need to be bound by those customary etiquette."

The girl with a bright and flamboyant appearance is wearing a crimson palace dress, with a golden dragon embroidered with teeth and claws on the hem of the skirt. She sits in a casual and lazy posture, and her long hair like a waterfall is scattered on her thin back, which adds to the sense of beauty. Astonishingly colorful.

Some of the young gentlemen could not help but blush, and did not dare to look directly at the stunningly beautiful empress.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Even so, people who really dare to do whatever they want at the palace banquet cannot sit here. Everyone looked at their noses and noses, and Fu Shen said "yes" before sitting down cautiously.

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