Concubine Yao, you are too presumptuous!

At the beginning of April, the palace was busy inside and outside the palace. The Ministry of Rites was busy sending invitations to various countries. The Ministry of Industry was busy building a shed on the observatory. The Ministry of War was busy arranging defenses. The Ministry of Households was busy calculating the budget. List of officials present.

Five of the six departments seemed very busy. That was because Emperor Wen's birthday would be ten days later. This was Emperor Wen's first birthday after he ascended the throne, and no one dared to neglect it.

Chengtian Palace

"Empress, what palace robe are you going to wear that day?"

Ning'er kept choosing among the many palace robes, but she couldn't make up her mind.

"When?"

Gong Xianqing was looking at the piano score absent-mindedly. It was the simplest piano score she had ever seen. It was fabricated by the luthier in the palace, but she couldn't take her eyes off it because of some unique insights. This score is better than that girl too much.

"It's the emperor's birthday!"

Ning'er looked at Gong Xianqing's absent-minded, indifferent expression, and was furious. She should be the most favored master in the harem, but she didn't care about anything.

"Oh...it's fine, as long as it's not too bright."

Gong Xianqing watched Ning'er take out one piece of palace attire, she just glanced at it, and her eyes returned to the piano score.

"Mother~"

Ning'er's voice rose and fell, but Gong Xianqing didn't look at it, and knew how colorful the expressions on Ning'er's face should be now.

"Okay, you can help me choose."

Gong Xianqing still answered perfunctorily, while Ning'er sighed and muttered to herself.

"A lot of people were there that day. The Empress Dowager and the Empress have always attached great importance to...those foreign envoys..."

Ning'er was still muttering in a low voice, but Gong Xianqing seemed to have heard some key words, she raised her eyes, turned to look at Ning'er's back who was still busy alone, and said, "The lavender one! "

As soon as Gong Xianqing opened her mouth, Ning'er's whole body cheered up. She turned around and smiled very brightly and said to Gong Xianqing: "I also think this lavender looks good!"

Ning'er put all the palace robes back into the closet, leaving the lavender and silver embroidered narcissus and peacock palace robe.

Gong Xianqing put down the piano score in his hand, walked to the bronze mirror, used a piece of thin bamboo to smear bright red rouge on the corners of his eyes, and then wiped the red corners of his eyes with his fingertips to let it naturally fainted.

"Miss?"

Ning'er turned her head to see that Gong Xianqing was actually putting on makeup, and she had painted an extremely alluring bright red eye shadow, like a fox bathing in fire, even the corners of her eyes were smiling, adding a bit of enchantment.

"looks good?"

Gong Xianqing smiled at herself in the bronze mirror, and Ning'er finally understood what it means to look back and smile at Bai Meisheng.

"Good... good... nice..."

Ning'er was stunned. Normally, Gong Xianqing only applied a little makeup, and she could already see her stunning face, but now with heavy makeup, she looked more like a peerless enchantress.

"Tell me, if I wear this makeup on the emperor's birthday, will she like it?"

Gong Xianqing smiled lightly, like a little fox that had succeeded, that laughter made Ning'er's bones go numb.

"The emperor will definitely like it."

Ning'er sincerely believes that there is no man who would not like Gong Xianqing. When she is not wearing makeup, she looks like a vulgar girl. When she smiles, she is a little more charming than a mature woman. With light makeup on, she looks gentle and stunning. The beautiful woman, with a few traces of natural charm on the brows and corners of the eyes, is charming to the bone, and now she puts on heavy makeup... It shows her alluring posture...

"Oh... I think... she won't like it."

When Ning'er heard this, she exclaimed that it was impossible, and said, "Any man will like you!"

Gong Xianqing smiled but said nothing, and began to draw eyebrows for herself, the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more intense, Ning'er felt that Gong Xianqing seemed to have changed at this time, into a charming concubine...

"But empress...why do you want to put on this makeup? Didn't you say...it's a good thing to be ordinary?"

Ning'er walked behind Gong Xianqing and combed Gong Xianqing's hair, she couldn't help but sigh, this man's black hair is so soft and smooth.

"Hmm... too long a silence... will be forgotten."

Gong Xianqing finished drawing her eyebrows, then wiped away the bright red from the corners of her eyes, instantly returning to her usual docile appearance.

On the day of Emperor Wendi's birthday, [-] forbidden troops stood in formation, and the Gate of Supreme Harmony and the Dragon Gate were opened wide just for the convenience of foreign envoys to enter, and officials from the Ministry of Rites invited all envoys to the observatory.

The observatory is divided into three parts, one is the private seat for foreign envoys, the other is the private seat for officials with four or more pearls in the Southern Chu Kingdom, and the other part is the private seat covered by the light gauze curtain. This is the private seat of Emperor Wen of the Southern Chu Kingdom. The private seat of the concubines in the harem.

Emperor Wen, the empress dowager and the empress sat in the center of the observatory, and saw that the concubines of the harem and the officials of the Southern Chu Kingdom had already taken their seats, and now they could only wait for the foreign envoys to expire.

On Emperor Wen's birthday this time, there was a special guest, Feng Ziye, Prince Qiao of Southern Chu.

An absurd prince, and the only prince who did not participate in the prince's rebellion, he did not accept the title, but let others call him the pretty prince.

It is said that he is only 28 years old and has not yet married a wife. He is the youngest brother of the first emperor. During the Prince Rebellion, he was only 21 years old.

Because he looks like a boy with flowers, handsome with a bit of pretty, red lips, white teeth, sword eyebrows and star eyes, six parts of a man's masculinity, three parts of a woman's delicacy, and he has not yet married a wife, so the pretty prince has the obsession with Long Yang. Since then it has spread.

Just when Gong Xianqing was still searching for information about the Prince Qiao in his mind, a sharp voice pulled Gong Xianqing back.

"My lord Qiao is here—"

The eunuch shouted, Gong Xianqing raised his eyes, and looked at the slender figure slowly moving forward from the aisle through the curtain.

Prince Qiao, Feng Ziye, was dressed in a royal blue robe with straight black silk, but through the curtain, Gong Xianqing could also see the delicate and pretty color in this person's appearance.

"See the emperor, queen mother, empress empress."

His voice was low with a hint of hoarseness, but also with a bit of cleanliness in its mellowness, just as complicated as his person.

The arrival of Prince Qiao immediately attracted everyone's attention, not only the foreign envoys, but even officials from the Southern Chu Kingdom began to whisper among each other.

"The emperor is polite, please take your seat."

Feng Ziye didn't say anything, and sat straight on the seat prepared for him. Gong Xianqing's eyes fell on Nan Qianmo, and the man's eyes were fixed on Feng Ziye, although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. , but that gaze was terrifyingly sharp.

"Who do you think you want to seduce with such heavy makeup?"

At this time, Li Fei's voice came to her ears, Gong Xianqing withdrew her eyes, a sneer sneered at the corner of her mouth, pressed Ning'er's hand that was about to explode, and shook her head.

"That's right, she's simply a demon concubine!"

Concubine Li and her group also joined in to discuss Gong Xianqing, but Gong Xianqing ignored him and waited for the eunuch to bring the food and wine.

This time, envoys from neighboring countries have been invited, including Beichen Kingdom, the motherland of Empress Ge Shuping, Zhen Kingdom, which has always been on good terms with Southern Chu Kingdom, God’s Decree Kingdom, which has always had a bad relationship, and Wishing Kingdom, which is located in the south of God’s Decree Kingdom. Barbarian country.

Emperor Wen said a few words, and after a few polite words, he motioned for everyone to enjoy the wine and food.

Gong Xianqing didn't want to listen to those nonsense at all, and when he heard that it was edible, he immediately raised his chopsticks and ate gracefully.

Concubine Li, who was a few tables away, took a look and winked at the maid next to her. The maid understood, lifted the jug and walked up to Gong Xianqing, bending down to pour wine for Gong Xianqing.

Gong Xianqing didn't lift her eyes, but blocked the mouth of the pot with her chopsticks, and hit the palace lady's wrist with her backhand with her chopsticks. The packet of medicine powder also fell from her sleeve onto the table, and the maid's wrist became red and swollen immediately.

When Ning'er saw it, she knew that the palace lady had a bad intention to prescribe medicine, and was about to say something, but was still stopped by Gong Xianqing.

The surroundings were bustling, and the people outside the curtain naturally didn't notice the movement here.

Seeing that the matter was exposed, the palace maid trembled even her red lips, but Gong Xianqing didn't make any further moves, so she became more courageous.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I feel cold occasionally. This is the medicine powder for my servant."

The maid was about to take back the medicine powder, but Gong Xianqing's chopsticks pressed the bag of medicine powder, and the smile on her red lips was icy cold.

"Concubine Li is really inconsiderate of servants, even if she is sick, she will ask you to come out to serve her. It just so happens that this palace ordered the imperial dining room to serve clean water."

After Gong Xianqing finished speaking, he pressed the medicine powder bag with chopsticks in one hand, and filled a glass of water with the other hand. When it was over, Gong Xianqing put down the chopsticks, picked up the medicine powder bag, opened it, and poured it all into the glass of water. The milk becomes cloudy.

"Drink it."

Gong Xianqing brought the quilt in front of the maid, and the maid was so frightened that her face turned pale and her whole body was trembling, looking at Gong Xianqing's smile was more terrifying than Concubine Li's ferocious face when she was angry.That alluring face, like a moody enchantress, could crush herself under the ground at any time.

"Slave... slave..."

Gong Xianqingfu put down the quilt again, and said with a smile: "Take this cup away, and tell your master, if you have such bad intentions on Bengong, you might as well spend some thoughts on the emperor, which is useless."

As if she had been pardoned, the maid picked up the quilt and returned to Concubine Li trembling. She whispered a few words to Concubine Li, and she saw that Concubine Li was very angry and her face turned livid.

"Your Majesty, you are amazing!"

Ning'er couldn't help being happy, this arrogant and domineering Concubine Li had to be punished by someone.

Gong Xianqing smiled without saying a word, looked up, and saw Nan Qianmo's gaze fell on him at some point, and when she raised her eyes to look, Nan Qianmo looked away again.

For some reason, Nan Qianmo's intention of peeking made Gong Xianqing feel a little more joy in his heart.

At this time, Concubine Yu came over in person, bent down and poured a glass of wine for Gong Xianqing.

"My sister toasts my sister."

Gong Xianqing brought the wine glass and offered a toast to Concubine Yu, when the cup reached her lips, she heard Concubine Yu's soft voice.

"Concubine Li is not easy to mess with, be careful not to spoil something important."

Concubine Yu's voice was so soft that only Gong Xianqing, who was closest to her, could hear her.

"It's just to annoy her. It's not a good thing for me if the harem is too peaceful."

Gong Xianqing's voice was cold, as if the person who was about to be sucked into the vortex was not her.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see the good show."

Concubine Yu finished her cup and returned to her seat.

"Your Majesty, what did Concubine Yu tell you?"

Ning'er only saw the red lips of the two ladies opening and closing, but couldn't hear what they said, only saw them laughing, she also wanted to know what was going on.

"Just you little gossip, you have a lot to do."

Gong Xianqing's tone was lingering, without the slightest hint of blame, while Ning'er stuck out her tongue and stood quietly aside.

And Gong Xianqing looked up again, Nan Qianmo was looking at her again, but this time Nan Qianmo did not avoid her eyes, but raised the wine glass in his hand, paused in the air, and drank it.

Gong Xianqing's heart felt as numb as if a feather had passed by. The man was dressed in a grand golden palace attire, dignified and majestic, and his stunning appearance was even more unparalleled.

Gong Xianqing filled a cup, raised it, and returned Nan Qianmo's cup.