880 team, the New Year's Eve dinner in the palace is not delicious

Nanling Jinxing was using his own method to retaliate. In the past, Yaohua used rumors to attack Feng Qingchen, and now, he could also use rumors to destroy the innocence and reputation of Princess Yaohua.

It is obvious that Nanling Jinxing's move was more clever than Princess Yaohua's. Nanling Jinxing controlled the rumors among the nobles. In this way, Yaohua's reputation was ruined, but it would also arouse Xiling's anger.

Su Rou is indeed quite useful. No wonder Nanling Jinxing brought her into the palace.

The Ninth Prince glanced at Nanling Jinxing, their eyes met, and he naturally withdrew his gaze. In the eyes of everyone, the Ninth Prince was unfathomable and had a lot of ideas in his mind.

If the Ninth Prince knew what everyone was thinking, he would definitely sneer at them. He just wasn't interested. There was no point in being profound or trying to figure things out...

Yaohua has definitely learned her lesson today. No matter how Su Rou provoked her or how harsh her words were, she didn't respond at all, as if the people and things Su Rou was talking about had nothing to do with her. Not only that, Yaohua's stiff face softened a little, and she even had a forced smile on her face.

Princess Yaohua was smart enough to know that at this moment, only by acting calm and nonchalant could she dispel everyone's doubts and make everyone withdraw their contemptuous and scrutinizing looks.

It's a pity that she didn't get the timing right. The more she tried to appear calm, the more twisted she became. After all, no woman in this world could accept having her virginity lost before marriage and her secret pregnancy made public and criticized by everyone. It was already good enough that Yaohua didn't slam the table and leave on the spot.

Life without an opponent is lonely. The more Su Rou spoke, the more bored she became. But Nanling Jinxing didn't say anything. She could only keep talking until the eunuch shouted "The Emperor has arrived. The Empress has arrived." Only then did he rescue Su Rou and Yao Hua.

Yaohua pinched herself secretly, stood up with everyone else, and smiled dignifiedly, determined to win the emperor's favor and seek the support of the Dongling royal family.

At this moment, if there was a mirror, Princess Yaohua would definitely be able to see how humble she was in the mirror...

The Feng Mansion was decorated with lights and there was a festive atmosphere. Before dinner, Feng Qingchen walked out of the room to accept the toast from the servants. After finishing the glass, Feng Qingchen left, lest the people in the mansion would feel uncomfortable because of her presence.

Feng Qingchen's face was flushed with a bright smile between her eyebrows. She came to the small table in the room and had the New Year's Eve dinner with Xiling Tianyu. Although there were only two of them, Feng Qingchen did not feel lonely at all.

Feng Qingchen paused and asked, "Is Prince Yu used to it?"

"This New Year's Eve dinner is the most peaceful I've ever had." Xiling Tianyu raised his glass and clinked it with Feng Qingchen, thinking to himself that the Ninth Uncle would probably envy him to death.

"As long as Prince Yu is happy." Feng Qingchen did not respond. She certainly understood that at this time of year in previous years, Xiling Tianyu would definitely go to the palace to have dinner with the emperor like the Ninth Prince.

I wonder if the Ninth Prince enjoyed the New Year’s Eve banquet in the palace, Feng Qingchen thought maliciously.

"This year is the happiest for this prince. This is the atmosphere of New Year's Eve, this is what Chinese New Year is all about." Xiling Tianyu raised his glass and drank it all.

"Prince Yu, please drink less alcohol. It's not good for your wound." Feng Qingchen knew that Xiling Tianyu was in a good mood, but no matter how good his mood was, he couldn't drink too much.

"It's a bummer. It's New Year's Day, can't you let me drink to my heart's content?" Having said that, Xiling Tianyu put down his glass obediently: "Okay, no more drinking, no more drinking, let's eat."

While the Ninth Prince was waiting for the Emperor to arrive with an empty stomach, Xiling Tianyu and Feng Qingchen attacked the dishes on the table...

The emperor walked along, looking at the ministers kneeling on the ground and the princes and princesses of other countries standing up to salute. His majestic face showed a satisfied smile and a hint of pride in his eyes.

This is my country, this is my kingdom. Wherever I go, the people submit to me. But when the emperor saw that the Ninth Prince was sitting lazily at his desk, his pride was instantly shattered.

Dong Lingjiu, you are my nemesis.

The emperor quickly glanced at his ninth uncle. It was estimated that apart from the emperor himself and his ninth uncle, no one else knew about it, including the queen standing next to the emperor.

The emperor and the empress came together. The emperor was dissatisfied with the Ninth Prince, and the empress hated him. If it weren't for the Ninth Prince, how could her son be disliked by the emperor and not even be able to attend the New Year's Eve banquet.

If it weren't for the Ninth Prince, the palace would have been in such chaos that the New Year's Eve banquet was almost ruined.

The emperor was still able to hide his emotions, but the queen did not conceal them at all. She glared at the ninth uncle fiercely before ascending to the highest throne with the emperor.

The Ninth Prince had no expression from beginning to end. This was his privilege, a privilege given to him by the late emperor. He did this every year, and the emperor and empress had to get used to it even if they were uncomfortable.

The emperor and empress climbed the stairs and turned to face everyone, already looking dignified and noble. They had long hidden their dissatisfaction with the Ninth Prince.

The emperor opened his mouth and asked everyone to stand up and sit down. Just as he was about to announce the start of the feast, the queen suddenly pointed to the empty seat opposite the Ninth Prince and said, "Your Majesty, where is the Crown Prince?"

There was only one empty seat in the entire banquet, and it was in such a conspicuous position, but the emperor simply didn't notice it. This shows how little the prince felt in the emperor's heart.

The Queen's question made the atmosphere at the banquet tense. A hint of mockery flashed in the Ninth Prince's eyes. This year's New Year's Eve banquet was indeed interesting.

"I'm here. Thank you, Queen, for your concern." The prince appeared at this moment. Unlike his usual gentle manner, his voice was loud and loud. He was dressed in the prince's court robes, which made him look less feminine and more masculine.

The Emperor gave a banquet on New Year's Eve, but the Crown Prince dared to arrive later than the Emperor. Not only was he late, but he also refused to admit his mistake. The Crown Prince was getting bolder and bolder, and Prince Luo's men were ready to take action, waiting to take advantage of the Crown Prince after the New Year.

Princess Yaohua also breathed a sigh of relief. The prince's arrival finally diverted everyone's attention, and these people finally stopped staring at her.

The prince had no sense of being the center of attention. He walked to the front of the palace at a leisurely pace, ignoring the emperor's gloomy face, and bowed with both hands: "I am late, please punish me, father."

Punishment?

Not only are all the civil and military officials present in the court, but there are also outsiders. How should the prince be punished?

Although the emperor was dissatisfied, he could only pretend to be indifferent: "Take a seat."

"Thank you, father." The emperor did not punish him, but he did not say that he would not punish him. He just said that he would settle the score later. The prince knew it but did not take it to heart. He took his seat in a leisurely manner. As soon as he sat down, the prince picked up the wine glass and raised it in the direction of the ninth uncle.

The prince was simply expressing his gratitude, but he didn't want to be noticed by some people. Instead, the prince and the ninth uncle huddled together and didn't take the emperor seriously.

The prince discovered it later, but just smiled as a sign of his agreement. The emperor did not express his opinion, and all the ministers were uneasy.

This is such a crappy family!

The emperor hasn't died yet, but his sons have already started fighting for the throne. The battle for the throne has been clearly put on the table.

The ministers were sweating. Those who had chosen sides were quickly calculating their chances of winning. Those who had not chosen sides were thinking about whether they should choose sides. If they didn't choose sides, they might be the first to be defeated. So which side should they choose? If they chose the wrong side, their whole family would be killed.

Confusing...

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