My Lord, the princess doesn't want you anymore.

"I was lucky to find this jade pendant by accident. As for where the Mo Soul came from, I have also tried to find out, but I didn't find any clues." King Yan said, "I present it to you today, Father, and wish our Great True Kingdom prosperity for thousands of years."

Cui Qimo excitedly showed the Mo Hunchong in his hand to the ministers, and then hung it around his waist.

In his heart, he secretly sighed: "My father has spent his entire life searching for the Imperial Seal. I only hope to find it in my lifetime. Now that I have obtained this Mo Hun, it is a good omen."

Alas...the fourth brother is quite thoughtful.

Mei Xueer couldn't help but move forward, wanting to see what kind of jade could be made into the imperial seal.

The Prince of Yan and his wife are really capable.

Some people secretly laughed at the King of Yan and said he was a fool. By offering such a treasure, wouldn't he appear to be very capable and not be afraid of being suspected?

Cui Qimo looked at the happy-looking Prince Yan and didn't think so.

He knew very well what kind of person his son was.

Prince Yan was completely focused on searching for all kinds of treasures. If he really had complicated thoughts, he would not have offered Mo Hun in such an occasion.

This actually shows that this son is too simple-minded and has no brains at all.

In short, after a long period of restlessness, the hall slowly calmed down.

Afterwards, each prince presented his annual gift.

Cui Hongxiao presented a bow to the emperor, while Cui Hongqi presented the last painting by a master of calligraphy and painting of the previous dynasty.

The gift Cui Hongjing gave to the empress dowager was the simplest. It was a sachet filled with dried flowers taken from the osmanthus tree in the palace.

But this seemingly perfunctory gift made the Queen Mother's eyes red. The Queen Mother took the sachet, held it tightly against her chest, and kept it close to her body.

What he gave to the emperor was a night-shining pearl the size of a pigeon egg.

This night-shining pearl might be a treasure in an ordinary person's home, but in the eyes of the emperor, it was very ordinary.

Cui Qimo took them one by one and let everyone drink happily.

In previous years, at this stage of the New Year’s Eve palace banquet, the Empress Dowager and the Emperor would usually leave first and hand the venue over to the Crown Prince.

But today, Cui Qimo has no intention of leaving.

He had just suppressed the prince's rebellion a few years ago, and today he got Mo Hun. In the new year, he needed a brand new beginning.

Even the Queen Mother, who had not yet recovered from her illness, was not in a hurry to leave.

After a while of feasting, a court official suggested writing a poem. The emperor would judge whoever wrote the best poem and give him a pot of fine wine.

Cui Qimo readily agreed. He looked at Cui Hongqi and said, "When it comes to writing poems, I am not as good as you, and no one here can surpass you. You can choose the topic."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise." Cui Hongqi stood up. His handsome appearance made Liu Feifei's eyes full of hearts. There were more hearts than the pockmarks on her face.

Seeing that she was about to stand up involuntarily, the eldest princess grabbed her hard and gave her a warning look. Only then did she sit down reluctantly.

Mei Xueer just wanted to laugh when she saw you. Don’t you even look at your pockmarked face? How could the King Qi, a king, like you?

Even though his legs are disabled, his heart is not disabled.

Suddenly, she noticed someone's eyes on her. When she raised her eyes, she saw Cui Hongqi's eyes sweeping over her.

"Father, I passed by the Imperial Garden this afternoon and saw the plum blossoms in the plum forest were in full bloom. I decided to use plum blossoms as the theme. Is that okay?"

The emperor's eyes froze for a moment, and when he looked at Cui Hongqi, there was an inexplicable meaning in his eyes. "I remember that the red plum blossoms were planted by your mother herself. Well, let's use the red plum blossoms as the theme!"

Everyone shuddered again, because since the death of Prince Qi's biological mother, Concubine De, Cui Qimo had never mentioned Concubine De in front of the court officials.

Cui Hongqi smiled slightly, "Since your Majesty has asked me to propose a topic, I will dare to throw out some ideas to stimulate discussion."

He bowed his head and thought for a moment, then chanted: "A single red flower blooms in the snow, proud and proud against the cold. It does not allow peach and plum blossoms to compete for the beauty of spring, leaving only its lonely shadow to accompany its pretty face."

"Good!" As soon as he finished speaking, a young girl's clear voice of praise rang out, "Your Majesty's poem is both bold and graceful. Good poem!"

The one who cheered was none other than An Ran, the girl who had just made the eldest princess angry, and the only daughter of Minister An of the Ministry of Rites.

Speaking of An Ran, she is also an interesting person.

First, she has a wild temper and often goes out to get into trouble. Her father loves her to the core, but he can't control her.

Second, it is said that she particularly likes reading and is known as "the most talented woman in Dazhen."

Seeing An Ran so excited, Liu Feifei couldn't sit still anymore.

After Brother Prince Qi finished reciting the poem, she hadn't even applauded yet. Why did this guy named An take her sofa to please Brother Prince Qi? She didn't know what An was thinking.

But An Ran tilted her head and looked at Cui Hongqi again, "I wonder which girl the 'beautiful face' in the poem is referring to?"

"Ms. An, you're overthinking it. It's just a poem and it doesn't refer to anyone in particular." Cui Hongqi smiled faintly.

Liu Feifei sneered, "Anyway, it's not you."

"That's not necessarily true." An Ran said frivolously, "At least, my face is clean and white."

"How dare you!" Minister An shouted.

An Ran then made a face at Liu Feifei and sat down.

Liu Feifei stood up quickly and was about to rush over to fight with An Ran.

Minister An quickly bowed and said apologetically, "My daughter is ignorant and her words and actions are rude. Please forgive me, Lord Marquis and Princess!"

"Sit down!" Marquis Zhongde, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up. "This is a palace banquet, you must not be rude!"

"Mother..." Liu Feifei ignored her father, but pulled the eldest princess' sleeve and complained.

The princess also glared at An Ran, but she knew her limits. If she disrupted the emperor's palace banquet, she would suffer the consequences. So she gently coaxed Liu Feifei, "Sit down first. I'll settle the score with An later."

Liu Feifei then sat down very reluctantly.

An Ran has the title of the most talented woman in Dazhen. When it comes to writing poetry, Liu Feifei dare not target her.

But she had to vent all the grievances and anger in her heart, so she looked at Mei Xueer, who was standing beside the Queen Mother silently.

This little bitch, vixen, just got dumped by Prince Jing and now she's trying to seduce my brother Prince Qi. She's been notorious since she was a child and has no knowledge or skills. I'm going to make you look bad and see if Prince Qi will still smile at you.

Thinking of this, she straightened her body and said, "Miss Mei's name contains both plum and snow, which fits the artistic conception of red plum blossoms in the snow. Why don't you write a poem on the spot to broaden our horizons?"

After hearing this, several people in the hall looked at Mei Xueer at the same time.

Shen looked anxious, Prime Minister Mei could only hold his forehead, Mei Qianyue's face was full of worry, and Princess Yan was full of curiosity.

Cui Hongjing looked at her with a blank expression. This ignorant woman could even read the imperial grandfather's book "Da Dao Wu Wei" as "Salted Egg Superman". What kind of shitty poem could she write?

Only Pingjin was full of expectations. Last time at Prince Yan's Mansion, Mei Xueer casually picked up a phrase "The deep moon occupies the spring breeze" to praise camellia, and she thought it was great.

Mei Xueer has always treated herself as air and tried to reduce her presence as much as possible, but Liu Feifei keeps biting her like a mad dog.

She didn't want to be in the limelight at all, she just hoped that the palace banquet would end quickly so that she could go home and lie down early. She said, "It's a pity that I am not very talented and can't write poetry. I'm afraid I will disappoint Miss Liu."

"Miss Mei, please don't be so modest." The eldest princess suddenly said, "I heard that you even planted a plum forest in the prime minister's residence. I guess you have some insights."

The Queen Mother looked at Mei Xueer, as if asking her, "Can you do it? If so, please write a poem."

Thinking that the eldest princess and her daughter were always jumping around to provoke her, and she didn't know when it would end, Mei Xueer gritted her teeth and nodded to the Queen Mother.

"In that case, I will show you my ugliness." She suddenly asked Cui Hongqi, "Does Your Majesty know Lu You?"