"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the originally harmonious banquet gradually became restless because of the emperor's delay in showing up. Many officials had already started whispering to each other, which could not be heard clearly under the cover of silk and bamboo sounds.

Fu Lou was holding the wine glass, his elegant face was expressionless, but his fox-like cunning eyes were faintly impatient, and he frequently looked at Fu Xinyu who was sitting on it through the beating light, but the other party's expression was also not good-looking.

Sitting next to Fu Lou, Hubu Shangshu turned his head to look at him, and lowered his voice: "Prime Minister, today's banquet... will the emperor...will come?"

Fu Lou glanced at him sideways, with a smirk: "Master Li asked this question, but I don't know how to answer it. It's not like you don't know the emperor's temper. Who would dare to ask about his whereabouts."

Master Li sneered: "I just find it strange that the imperial doctor said that the emperor's body is a little sick and needs to be rested, and I don't ask about the affairs of the court. It's been such a long time, and any illness should have been cured long ago... "

"Lord Li, speak carefully." Fu Lou interrupted him with a cool voice, his eyes were cold, and Master Li was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak for a moment.

Holding the wine glass, he turned his head and pretended to be very interested in the dance in the banquet center, but in fact he was already in a cold sweat from being frightened. He wanted to test the other party's mind, but he forgot that it was a cannibalism that didn't blink. old fox.

The dinner party was still going on, but many people no longer had the intention to appreciate the singing and dancing. Their eyes began to look towards the direction outside the door intentionally or unintentionally. There was the road that the emperor had to pass when he came.

Can't continue to wait like this, Fu Lou took a look at Fu Xinyu, put down his wine glass and was about to stand up, when the eunuch's loud announcement suddenly came to his mind outside the door: "The emperor is here!"

In an instant, the audience was silent for an instant. Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the door, and no one noticed the shocked expressions of Fu Lou and Fu Xinyu's father and daughter.

A man in a bright yellow dragon robe slowly appeared in front of the crowd with steady steps. His appearance was handsome and his awe-inspiring momentum. Those dark and deep eyes casually swept over the people in the banquet. Everyone felt like they were being stared at by a ferocious beast. illusion.

Mo Chi looked at the people at the banquet coldly, matching the familiar faces with the names in his mind one by one, his face was expressionless, and he sneered inwardly.

The officials came back to their senses after a moment of sluggishness, and they all knelt down: "Your servants are waiting to see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Mo Chi looked at the black head in front of him, and his gaze fell on Fu Lou's body, and the other person's body trembled suddenly.

He slightly raised the corners of his lips: "Everyone loves you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone stood up, spontaneously stood in their positions and lowered their heads. Mo Chi raised his head to look up at the position representing the emperor, and walked up step by step.

As he approached, the expression control on Fu Xinyu's face gradually lost control, the woman's body trembled imperceptibly, her head was lowered fiercely, and the white jade teacup in her hand was almost crushed.

A very oppressive gaze swept over her body, and Fu Xinyu's breathing stopped for a moment.

The man sat down next to her. Fu Xinyu lowered her head and could only see the hem of his bright yellow clothes. The other party didn't speak for a long time, and her heart began to pound.

"Why is the noble concubine keeping her head down and not talking? Are you unhappy to see me?" A deep and majestic voice above her head suddenly remembered that Fu Xinyu was startled, her eyes rolled, and when she raised her head to look at Mo Chi, it was already She looked like she was about to cry, and looked so pitiful.

"Your majesty..." Fu Xinyu looked at him and said softly, "The concubine is just...just too happy..."

She spoke with sincerity, her eyes were sincere, and she wore a look of deep affection, but Mo Chi just looked at her coldly with those dark and deep eyes, and smiled inexplicably: "Really? ?”

Fu Xinyu nodded hurriedly, but unexpectedly heard the other party say: "That's my fault for blaming you."

Fu Xinyu lowered her eyes, those eyes somewhat similar to Yunchu's were full of resentment and unwillingness, and her fingers stained with Danko fiercely grasped the hem of the skirt under the table.

"Your Majesty, my concubine misses you very much too." A delicate voice suddenly sounded from the other side. Mo Chi turned his head to look over and recognized that the other party was one of his few concubines, Concubine Yun.

This woman is just the daughter of a petty official. She has a whole body of beauty, but she is a big-breasted and brainless person. Her only intelligence is spent on competing for favor. She wholeheartedly wants to sit on the throne of queen. She sees Fu Xinyu as a thorn in her side. The fire in Qixia Palace was planned by her alone. Originally, she wanted to burn Fu Xinyu to death, but instead implicated his Yunchu.

Thinking of this, Mo Chi's eyes became more gloomy. On the contrary, the smile on his face became brighter. He looked at Concubine Yun with a bright smile, but it made the woman feel scared for no reason.

"Really," Mo Chi said unhurriedly, "I also miss Concubine Yun...very much."

Concubine Yun thought that what the man said was true, a flash of surprise flashed across her face, and two red clouds climbed up her face, which was wearing pink, with a shy look on her face.

Mo Chi looked at her stupid appearance, sneered in his heart and stopped talking.

With the presence of the emperor, the atmosphere at the banquet was far less lively than before, and many people began to have scruples about speaking.

Mo Chi pretended not to see all of this. Holding his wine glass, he leaned against the armrest and looked at the dancing girls on the dance floor with a smile. .

Fu Lou below secretly looked at the expression of the man above, his eyes were gloomy.

He didn't expect that the man who had disappeared for so long would suddenly come back alive. Yang Zhao who came to him told him that the man had fallen off the cliff with no bones left. That old man, dared to lie to himself!

Fu Lou gritted his teeth, murderous intent and anger appeared in his eyes, he had planned for this dinner for so long, in order to use Yang Zhao's hand to announce that the emperor died suddenly for no reason, and they even faked the corpse After finding them all, and now that the other party has come back alive and intact, and Yang Zhao is nowhere to be seen, it's probably a disaster.

Thinking of this, Fu Lou raised his eyes and looked up at the person on the dragon chair. His eyes were dark and unclear. He didn't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that something had changed when the man came back this time. Those eyes, He didn't even dare to be looked at directly, like an unsealed sword.

Wherever the eyes can see, it is sharp and compelling.

Mo Chi didn't know the different thoughts of the underground group of people. Now his mind was full of Yun Chu who was staying in the bedroom.

I don't know if he is eating well, and if those palace maids and eunuchs are bullying him.