C49 Prince's gathering

This person was most skilled at pouring ice water on others when they had a slight change in their opinion of him, right? He never seemed to know how to close the distance between them.

Xiao Yixiu instantly stopped in her tracks, the faint coldness in her eyes dispersed, and she once again held her hand before she even went far.

"I'm just a chess piece you used to show your love. If you come in front of the emperor, you can whitewash it in peace. Right now, no one is looking at you."

"You finally admit that you're a chess piece he sent."

Gu Qingli angrily stopped and glared at him. "Let me tell you for the last time, I have never been sent by anyone to monitor you, including the Emperor."

He leisurely said, "Then why did he give us a marriage?"

Gu Qingli thought for a moment, "Perhaps, he just thinks that someone of my background is more suited to you."

One was known as a prince, yet he was not related to the emperor. The other was known as the direct daughter of the prime minister. His mother had died young, so he had to live a life worse than a concubine. They were people with noble statuses on the surface, shining with unparalleled brilliance. However, deep down, they were existences that were ignored by others.

The lengthy Han Baiyu imperial path had finally come to an end. He stepped onto the emperor's throne, and the two rows of stern imperial guards with bright armor and silver helmets stood by the side. Even if the princes carried weapons, they would still be left behind.

The sounds of music and dancing came from all around the Sky Bearing Hall. The light from the muslin palace lamps in the front hall had long ago started to emit a soft glow, making the arches and paintings more dazzling and resplendent.

The palace maid in front of the door were all of the same height and height. They all had delicate bodies and beautiful faces.

Xiao Yixiu walked into the hall while holding Gu Qingli's hand.

The hall was deep and wide, appearing imposing and imposing. The hall was brightly lit, and the night pearls the size of pigeon eggs were scattered around the ceiling. They were arranged like Big Dipper Stars, shining like a river of stars as they fell into the world under the bright lights.

They were considered early, and there were only two people sitting on the prince seats in the hall. Other than Xiao Yiyan, who was a few steps ahead of them, the one sitting right at the front was a young man who was dressed in a golden, silky Nine Python's gown, with a domineering look on his face. His appearance was somewhat similar to Xiao Yiyan's, and he was extraordinarily handsome.

"Crown Prince." Xiao Yixiu bowed slightly, but the man on the seat only bowed slightly, with a cold look on his face.

Crown Prince Xiao Yibei! Gu Qingli looked at the man in front of him who had abandoned him at the beginning and end, and thought of the infatuation Du Ying had towards him. He inwardly sneered, if that foolish girl who came from a brothel but was clean herself, were to see the true face of this man's arrogant and hoax, how disappointed would she be?

Xiao Yixiu did not mind the crown prince's rudeness, and sat down beside him under the hint of Xiao Yiyan's gaze.

"Crown Prince Brother!" A handsome and heroic figure entered in large strides. A man dressed in an eight python robe embroidered with dark blue golden threads walked in, with large strides, and with the manner of a martial general, he changed his masculine style, but when his gaze made contact with Xiao Yixiu, a dark look flashed across his eyes, which disappeared in an instant. Following that, a warm smile, like the spring wind, appeared, causing his originally carving-like handsome and sharp face to soften by quite a bit.

Compared to the other princes, this one had a bit more heroic aura, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, making him seem even more ruthless. But he seemed to know how to decorate this with a smile.

The Crown Prince nodded casually. His perfunctory attitude did not make the other party feel awkward at all. It was obvious that he was used to it.

When he looked at Xiao Yixiu, the man's smile clearly carried a trace of ill intent: "Yo, isn't this our Eastern Yuan Kingdom's famous and invincible Warlord? Fifth Emperor, we brothers have not seen each other for a long time.

He stepped forward, spread his arms, and made a gesture of embrace, as if he were intimately close.

Judging from his words and his title, this man in front of him was the new battalion command and Prince Yan Xiao Yijin that had just returned to the capital.

Xiao Yixiu calmly sat there without moving. However, Gu Qingli, who was sitting closest to him, felt the pressure from Xiao Yijin's body rush over, bringing along a strong wind.

Xiao Yijin actually channeled his internal energy in a single hug. With Xiao Yixiu's frail body, even if he wasn't secretly injured, this hug would at least make him look good in front of everyone.

Gu Qingli was secretly infuriated. To actually do such a thing to a weak and sickly person, this Prince Yan's thoughts were truly poisonous. She calmly raised her sleeves and retracted the silver needles at the bottom of her sleeves. Then, she stretched out her slender hand and leisurely looked at the clothes in front of Xiao Yixiu.

Flowing Cloud's wide sleeves blocked between the two and coincidentally blocked Xiao Yijin's arm, causing his posture of pausing in midair to become extremely awkward. At the same time, he felt a sharp pain from somewhere on his arm. A surge of inner force was like a ball leaking air, causing him to be extremely surprised.

Gu Qingli suddenly realised that she was in the middle of the two of them, and apologetically smiled at Xiao Yijin: "Aiya, what a coincidence, it does interfere with Prince Yan's business."

Xiao Yijin raised his eyebrows, and unexpectedly sized her up. Only then did he notice the "Fifth Imperial Sister-in-Law" beside Xiao Yixiu. He had long heard that the first daughter of the Prime Minister Gu Chaoran was a weak and cowardly girl, and that her secret crush on Xiao Yimo had been mocked unrestrainedly. How could it be that the rumors were completely different when he saw her today?

Xiao Yijin was looking at Gu Qingli with interest. Seeing her eyebrows arched like the moon and her eyes like the sea, a sharp cold light flashed past.

Outside the palace, the herald announced the arrival of the emperor and all the imperial concubines and princesses.

Outside the palace door was the sound of a horn-shaped bell on a jade sedan. The emperor, queen and imperial concubine were riding on the first palanquin.

The emperor walked in front, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe embroidered with golden threads, his head swaying with the color of jade. He walked in large strides, looking as imposing as ever, with the empress, Imperial Conscubine Lan, Imperial Concubine Ling and the concubines following behind him to take a seat, while the princesses sat on the left side of the prince.

Although the Emperor had an imposing air about him and his voice echoed in the great hall, when Gu Qingli heard him, he became sensitive and felt that there was something lacking with his tone. He could not help but secretly look up.

The emperor seemed to be fine, only his eyes were slightly dimmed. Compared to the last time, his spirit seemed to be slightly weakened, as if he was suffering from severe injuries. Of course, only doctors as skilled as Gu Qingli could detect these subtle changes, and ordinary people would think that there was nothing abnormal about it.

The princes stood up and bowed to the emperor, congratulating him on his well-deserved victory.

After all, it was a festive day, and the emperor's face held a trace of a peaceful smile that was rarely seen. Just as he was saying the two words "rise", his smile suddenly froze; he realized that one of the princes was missing, and Mu King, Xiao Yimo, was actually not here yet!

According to the etiquette system, princes who had already become independent had to enter the palace early and wait for the Emperor to sit down and congratulate them. Even if it was an ordinary household, how could they allow their elders, who had such a warm life, to sit in their seats and wait for their juniors?

Thus, it was only natural that the Emperor's complexion would be terrible ?