The Evil Emperor's Favorite: The Sickly and Poisonous Concubine Goes Crazy

The Second Prince of Nanyue and his entourage have arrived, and the main characters are also present, and the Autumn Banquet officially begins.

The virtuous concubine sat at the top, exchanged a few polite words with the Second Prince of Nanyue, and then called for the pre-arranged singing and dancing.

The elegant ancient music of chimes sounded among the flowers, and the graceful dancers, with round fans covering their faces, entered the carefully arranged stage in the center of the chrysanthemum garden. A group of dancers surrounded a woman in a bright yellow dress in the center. Her dancing posture was as light as a flying swallow, and her pretty and lovely face attracted everyone's attention as soon as she entered the stage.

Concubine Xian glanced at the Second Prince of Nanyue who was staring at the dance on the stage, and a look of satisfaction appeared in her eyes.

But the smile didn't last long, as it was broken by the sound of the piano that suddenly blended into the dance music. She turned her head to look at the source of the piano music, and the smile on her face almost disappeared.

Shen Zhiyi sat in the corner, gently playing the guqin in his hand. The person playing the guqin had superb skills. The sound of the guqin accompanied the figure on the stage, which was very fitting, graceful and elegant. As soon as the sound of the guqin came in, people couldn't help but ignore the lively figure on the stage and wanted to look in the direction where the sound came from.

Zang Shuo saw the woman in the light blue silk dress playing the zither, and there was a hint of meaning in his eyes. He stared at her with his chin propped up, not looking at the stage.

As soon as the dance was over, there was warm applause from the audience, but it was not known how much of it was for the niece of Concubine Xian, and how much was for the favorite of the Empress Dowager, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Qing.

"Mian'er pays respects to aunt."

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Chen." Liu Mian'er held a round fan in her hand and greeted Concubine Xian and Prince Chen in a sweet voice.

Then he looked at Zang Shuo and greeted him gracefully: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Second Prince."

Zang Shuo nodded slightly to her.

"I was wondering why I hadn't seen you in the past two days. It turns out I was secretly preparing a surprise for you." Concubine Xian joked with her.

Liu Mian'er lowered her head and smiled tenderly, as if she remembered something, and looked at Shen Zhiyi in the corner with an innocent face.

"Is Sister Zhiyi's hand healed? Mian'er thought she would never hear the piano music again."

Everyone turned their attention to Shen Zhiyi again. Although few people are talking about her past, everyone in the capital knows that she provoked the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion and injured her hand. Today, Liu Mian'er's light words brought back everyone's memories. The look in his eyes when he looked at her changed again.

Shen Zhiyi seemed not to notice the mockery and contempt in their eyes.

He slowly stood up and greeted the virtuous concubine, and bowed to Liu Mian'er, with an apologetic look on his face.

"Just now I saw my sister Mian dancing gracefully and lightly, and I couldn't help but play the zither. If I have disturbed my sister in any way, I would like to apologize to my sister first."

Liu Mian'er smiled, walked a few steps to her side and took her arm.

"Sister, what are you talking about? Sister, you are an excellent pianist. I haven't even thanked you for playing the piano and dancing with me."

The two of them were talking back and forth, with a hint of tension. The noble ladies below were all shrewd people, and not all of them were willing to marry far away in South Vietnam. These two had people backing them up, so they naturally didn't want to compete with them, so the following performance wasn't much to watch.

Mu Xi threw the peel in his hand away and turned around:

"Boring!"

Seeing her appearance, Su Jingning chuckled and said, "It's almost time. Let's go back. It's not good for me to attend the Autumn Banquet but not show up."

"Let's go." Mu Xi stood up, and the three of them left the attic together.

When they arrived, the talent shows of those noble ladies had ended, and they gathered in groups of three or four to chat with each other.

Seeing several people coming over, he greeted them in a low voice.

Shen Feng whispered a few words in Prince Chen's ear, then turned around and left through a side door with a eunuch before the others arrived.

Hearing the noise, Prince Chen and the Second Prince of Nanyue, who were sitting under the pavilion, looked towards them.

Shen Zhiyi saw the figure in the light pink dress beside Mu Xi, and hatred flashed across his eyes. He clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, and only when he lowered his eyes did he calm the hatred in his heart.

"That is?"

Zang Shuo looked at them. He had seen Princess Xuyang before. The woman on the other side wearing a Xiliang forehead ornament and dark purple clothes should be the Princess Feng Ziyan of Xiliang in the Great Zhou.

This other person? That figure looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen him.

"The Second Prince should have seen Princess Xuyang. The one in the purple dress is the Princess of Xiliang. The other one is the Crown Prince's Consort of the Prince of Beiyang's Palace." Prince Chen followed his gaze and introduced them to Zang Shuo.

Zang Shuo remembered that it was the bride from that day.

Mu Xi saw the Second Prince of Nanyue looking at them, and out of courtesy she had to say hello.

"Jingning, I'm coming over for a moment. Do you want to come with me?"

Su Jingning shook his head: "No, I'll wait for you here."

Mu Xi nodded and looked at Feng Ziyan: "Princess Ziyan, do you want to meet me?"

Feng Ziyan shook her head: "No, I should go back soon."

Besides, she felt that Prince Chen would not dare to see her. She felt sickened by people who used such vicious means.

Mu Xi didn't force it and walked towards the pavilion alone.

"The person who saved me in the alley that day was a girl?" Feng Zi Yan sat down on the stone bench next to Su Jingning and looked at her.

Su Jingning rested his chin on his hand and looked at the pot of goldenrod in front of him nonchalantly. He smiled at Feng Ziyan and did not deny it: "Princess, why do you think it was me?"

"Except for you, there should be no other person who can be personally received by the evil god in Beiyang Palace." Feng Ziyan replied frankly.

She paused and then said, "Thank you for that day, young lady."

Su Jingning looked calm and shook his head: "Princess, you don't have to thank me. You helped me at Huoshan that day."

Feng Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then she remembered what happened in Huoshan that day. She seemed to be reminding him casually.

She looked at Su Jingning. The woman had a calm expression, seemingly distant, but her almond eyes were sincere, making people willing to believe her words. She was very different from Su Jingmo, the sinister and cunning guy.

"Although this is the case, what I said to the young lady in the alley that day still counts. This princess will remember this favor. If there is any need in the future, the young lady can send someone to pass on the message at any time." After saying this, Feng Zi Yan got up and left.

Su Jingning looked at her leaving back and curled his eyes.

Just after Feng Ziyan left for a while, Su Jingning was surrounded by a group of noble ladies and chatted with them. It took her a lot of effort to escape from them. She made an excuse to hide away, and it was almost time, so she sent someone to tell Mu Xi that she was leaving the palace first.

Su Jingning walked around the Chrysanthemum Garden, thinking that A Yan should have finished his work by now, so he quickened his pace and went up the corridor, preparing to walk towards the outer palace.

When I looked up, I saw a white figure not far away.

She paused for a moment, then walked towards him with a smile in her eyes.

"Long time no see, Mo Xiaoqi." The man spoke first.

The voice, which was always calm and cold, showed a hint of smile.

Su Jingning paused, with a familiar look in his eyes:

"It's been a long time since we last met."

"Baizhu."