The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

At the celebration banquet, after the old emperor was forced to drink a few glasses of wine, he felt dizzy, his vision was blurred, and his body leaned involuntarily towards the imperial concubine.

Feng Lanyue laughed tenderly. She gently pushed the old emperor's shoulder and said softly, "Your Majesty, I told you a long time ago to drink less, but you didn't listen. Now look what happened. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Although her tone was filled with reproach, her eyes were full of concern.

The old emperor did not seem to listen to Feng Lanyue's words. He staggered and picked up the wine glass, and said loudly: "I... I am not drunk! Come on, my beloved concubine, drink a few more glasses with me!" As he said that, he wanted the palace maid beside him to pour him wine.

Feng Lanyue saw this and was about to pour wine for him when she heard a cold voice from the side: "Your Majesty, alcohol is very harmful to your health. Please take care of your health and rest early."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was a prim and proper woman sitting nearby. She was wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe and had a dignified and beautiful face, but her expression was very serious, giving people a feeling that she was difficult to approach.

The old emperor was displeased when he heard this. He frowned and angrily shouted, "Queen, you are becoming more and more unruly! You dare to control me!"

The queen replied neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Your Majesty, as the queen of a country, it is my natural responsibility and obligation to remind Your Majesty to take care of the dragon's body. If Your Majesty hurts the dragon's body due to excessive drinking, how can I explain to my subjects?" Although her voice was not loud, it was full of firmness and majesty.

After hearing what the queen said, the old emperor's anger subsided a little.

He knew that what the queen said was not entirely unreasonable, but he felt that he could not save face, so he waved his hand and asked the palace maids and eunuchs to come and help him go back to the bedroom to rest.

"Farewell to the Emperor!" As the Emperor left, everyone present knelt on the ground in an orderly manner and bowed their heads to see him off.

Feng Lanyue silently watched the old emperor's figure gradually walk away, and said jokingly, "The Queen's temper is really unchanging."

The dignified and indifferent face of the Queen did not show any fluctuation, but she said coldly: "If you feel bored, go and copy Buddhist scriptures for the Queen Mother after you return to the palace." Although these words were said calmly, the majesty contained in them could not be ignored.

When Feng Lanyue heard this, she immediately closed her mouth and dared not make any sound.

She leaned lazily on the seat, gently pinched a crystal clear grape with her jade hands, and then put it into her delicate and tempting red lips. With a light bite, her mouth was immediately filled with rich fruity aroma.

She raised her eyebrows contentedly, with a hint of joy in her eyes. At this moment, she was like a blooming poppy, exuding a charming and dangerous aura.

In the seats of the princes below, a handsome man was staring at this charming and enchanting woman. His eyes were full of passion and desire, as if he wanted to deeply imprint the woman in front of him in his heart.

The Queen Mother glanced around and did not see the Prime Minister. A hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes, and she stood up and left.

"It's so boring. I'm leaving too." Feng Lanyue stayed there for a while out of boredom and finally left.

Mo Chensen looked at her back, picked up the wine cup, drank it in one gulp, then stood up and followed her out.

The Concubine Shu looked around, as if she was waiting for someone.

Soon, a palace maid came hurriedly and whispered something in her ear.

After hearing what the palace maid said, Yun Cairou's face became extremely ugly. She clenched the embroidered handkerchief tightly in her hand, and because she squeezed too hard, the handkerchief was almost torn into pieces.

"This ignorant bastard actually dared to..." Yun Cairou said gritting her teeth.

You know, that bastard who is not even qualified to attend the celebration banquet is now trying to get his hands on the Prime Minister's daughter. It is simply a fantasy and he is overestimating his own capabilities.

After a while, Yun Cairou calmed down a little, then said a few words to the palace maid, who took her orders and left quickly.

Although their actions were covert, they were still noticed to be unusual.

Yun Cairou didn't want to sit there any longer. After the emperor and empress left, she stood up, said hello to the concubines behind her, and left in a hurry.

"Ninth brother, you said that Yan Qing did not come to the banquet. Could it be that he was punished by the prime minister and was seriously injured?" The twelfth prince Mo Yiyan suddenly thought of something and his face became panicked.

Mo Zemiao paused, as if he didn't expect him to ask this, but he still comforted him: "That shouldn't be the case. Although the Prime Minister is strict with his subordinates, he is not the kind of person who punishes them at will. Young Master Yan's merits outweigh his faults. I believe that the Prime Minister..."

He stopped talking halfway because he himself was filled with worry.

"It's all my fault. I was so busy drinking and having fun that I forgot to ask father for mercy! Now that father is gone, what should Yan Qing do?" Mo Yiyan regretted it so much that he immediately stood up and wanted to go find his father.

Seeing this, Mo Zemiao quickly reached out to stop him and said, "The emperor must have gone to bed. If you go over now, not only will you not be able to help Master Yan, you might even anger him."

Mo Yiyan calmed down a little after hearing his brother's words, but still asked anxiously: "Then are we just going to ignore Yan Qing? What if he really gets hurt?"

Mo Zemiao frowned and thought for a moment before answering, "Let's go find out first and then respond."

"Then Ninth Brother, let's go quickly," Mo Yiyan urged.

Mo Zemiao glanced around and saw that many people had left, so he and Mo Yiyan left.

After they took a few steps, they saw Mo Xuyao ​​following them.

"Eighth Brother." Mo Yiyan was overjoyed.

Mo Xuyao ​​nodded at him, and the three of them went towards the Prime Minister's residence.

But before they got close to the tent, they were stopped by two figures.

They first greeted him, and then told him what the prime minister had instructed them to do.

"My princes, please don't make things difficult for my subordinates. This is really an order from the Prime Minister." Seer Liu looked at them helplessly.

Kuisheng's mighty and majestic body stood in front of them like a mountain.

Mo Yiyan became anxious instantly and said without caring, "Did Yan Qing get punished by the Prime Minister and can't get up? We need to go check on him."

His words startled Liu Xianzhi and Kuisheng.

They looked at each other, confusion in their eyes.

Mo Zemiao also tried to inquire about it, but the two of them were too tight-lipped and he couldn't get anything out of them.

This was the Prime Minister's confidant, so they did not dare to act presumptuously. In the end, the three of them could only leave in disappointment.