Feng Lian Yue Hua Leng

Besides, in Yuechen Hall, due to the excessive toss and exhaustion last night, Huang Qingyue was not as healthy as others, and today she was even more exhausted, with a hint of sadness under her indifferent expression, and her eyes were no longer as clear as before. A little heavy.

"Seventh prince, this servant is ordered by the emperor to invite the seventh prince to the palace banquet."

Huang Qingyue, who was resting on the soft couch, suddenly heard a high-pitched voice from outside.

Father always knew that he didn't like those banquets, and he had never invited them before, so why did he come here suddenly today.

"Eunuch Wei, my young master is not feeling well, please go back and report to him, we really can't go to this banquet." Yueying's voice sounded.

"This... It's not that this servant is ignorant of the Seventh Prince's body, but today the Prince of Nanchu wants to see the Seventh Prince by name, what should we do?" Eunuch Wei asked anxiously.

"Then Eunuch Wei wait a moment, I will report to our young master."

Hearing this, before Yueying came in to ask, she said it first.

"Yueying, go back to Eunuch Wei, and say that I will go in a while."

Although Huang Qingyue was extremely unwilling to go to such a place, and she had seldom shown her face outside these years, she didn't want to cause trouble between the two countries because of her own reasons.

"Thank you, Seventh Prince, for your understanding, that slave will go back first."

After sending off Eunuch Wei, Yueying walked towards the hall.

"Young master, are you really going?"

"Yeah." With a light tone and a cold voice, under Yueying's service, she got dressed in a short while.

"Let's go, sooner or later we have to go."

In the banquet hall, the performance was still going on. Su Mo looked towards Prime Minister Su's position, and the two also looked at each other tacitly. It was nothing more than that the candidate for the crown princess had been decided.

"Yao'er, you have to take care of yourself when you go as far as Nanchu in the future."

"Don't worry, mother, the baby will."

"That's good, but don't let your mother and concubine worry." Although Su Mo said this with a smile, the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Just as he was talking, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and only a gasp was heard.

A person came out of the night, dressed in white clothes, and a white jade hairpin curled up in the air, fluttering freely, exuding a cool and fairy-like calmness all over his body, those watery cold eyes were like a deep pool, which made people fall into deep water Among them, how could this person look like he came out of a painting.

"My son-in-law pays respects to his father."

Hearing this, everyone's fascinated eyes finally woke up. It turned out that he was not a fairy, but the Seventh Prince. It turned out that the Seventh Prince was so beautiful that people were fascinated by it but couldn't bear to touch it.

The son and miss of Beihuang had the honor to meet the legendary seventh prince today, and her eyes couldn't stop. I'm afraid no one is worthy of such a person. At that time, even Qing Yi showed shyness in his eyes.

"Yue'er doesn't need to be too polite, how is your health better now?" Huang Beiqian looked at the young man in white with an old-fashioned look, and opened his mouth carefully, fearing that he would touch the unknown wound.

"Thank you, Father, for your concern. My son is fine." Huang Qingyue's indifferent voice pierced into Huang Beigan's heart like a sharp sword.

Seeing such an outstanding Huang Qingyue, Su Mo couldn't help but clenched his fingers tightly.

With a "hiss", "Mother Queen?"

"Ah? Yao'er, the queen mother didn't hurt you, did she?" she let go of Huang Yao's wrist.

"Mother, my son is fine." Huang Yuyao rubbed her sore wrist a few times, then raised her head to stare at the white-clothed boy below.

"Queen, that's the seventh younger brother, who actually looks like a jade man." Huang Yuyao spoke in admiration.

"Well, that's your seventh brother. He hasn't been in good health for the past few years, and he seldom goes out for a walk."

"Qingyue is late, hurry up and see Prince Chu."

"Thank you, Queen Mother, for reminding me."

Then he turned around, and suddenly stopped in his tracks, his cold eyes were full of coldness, that was the person he least wanted and least wanted to see at this time.

"Why the Seventh Prince doesn't seem to be very happy." Chu Fengyu said narrowly, his thin lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and even his eyes were full of sarcasm.