C19 Killed by Yuan Muchen's Good Looks

Directly in front of the Palace of Glazed Tile was a large square stage, and in the center of the first row of the audience below the stage was a dragon throne.

The officials entered the stage one after another, laughing and congratulating each other.

As more and more people came, Yuan Muyan, who had been running all over the place, gradually quieted down. He quietly hid beside Cheng Lolo and did not say a word. She knew that Yuan Muyan had always been like a pupa in a cage.

"Fairy, when is Father coming?"

While Cheng Luoluo was feeling heartache, Yuan Muyan pushed her arm. Although his voice was low, it was as childish as a child's.

Cheng Luo-Luo patted his head and sighed, "Alas... Don't worry, little fool. You will see your father soon."

"Hmm!"

"Brother Cheng." At this moment, Yuan Muling's voice came from behind her. Cheng Luo was slightly stunned. She turned around and saw Yuan Muling in bright yellow brocade standing behind her. Although she had already made a decision in her heart to draw a line between her and him, out of courtesy, she still nodded and smiled in response, "Third... Third Highness Yuan." The way she addressed Brother Yuan seemed to be a lifetime ago.

When Yuan Mu Ling heard the name, he was shocked. He thought for a long time and then laughed at himself.

"Third Highness, what is it?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Cheng Luo Luo asked in a stiff tone.

Yuan Muling could feel that Cheng Luoluo was intentionally distancing himself from him, and that his attitude had changed. Hehe, would he be like this in the future?

"You like Seventh Brother?"

Like? Not really, she was just killed by Yuan Mu Chen's looks. Who asked him to be her destined one?

But she raised her head and replied seriously, "Yes, I like the Seventh Highness. No, it should be Prince Chen now." If you play tricks on him with Marquis Xia Jun, I won't be polite to you!

Her words were like a sharp blade that deeply pierced Yuan Muling's heart.

"Does Miss Fairy like Seventh Brother? Could it be that Miss Fairy doesn't like Yan'er?" The awkward atmosphere was interrupted by Yuan Mulin's questioning.

F * ck! At this time, what was this little fool doing? She was already troubled by Yuan Muling. People's hearts were made of flesh. She could feel Yuan Muling's affection for her.

"Big Brother?" Only then did Yuan Muling notice Yuan Muyan, who was hiding behind her. He was instantly stunned.

"Third Brother, do you think Miss Fairy likes Yan'er? Third Brother, what do you think..." Yuan Muyan pulled Yuan Muling back and looked at him expectantly.

"This..."

To Yuan Muling, he knew that his foolish big brother was not favored at all, so the only person he wanted to deal with was Yuan Muchen. Looking at Yuan Muchen's nervous and serious expression, he actually felt sorry for him.

As for Cheng Lolo, she was on the verge of breaking down. She touched her forehead, wondering what was going on.

"The king is here!" Eunuch Zhang's voice was heard in the air, relieving Cheng Luoluo of her worries. All of Yuan Muling's attention was focused on Yuan Chongyang who was walking towards the Glazed Tile Palace.

"Brother Ling..."

Xia Yan'er ran over from a distance. Although her eyes were still unfriendly when she saw Cheng Luoluo, she was a lot quieter than last time. She took Yuan Muling's arm and dragged him away by force.

When the world finally quieted down, Cheng Lolo let out a sigh of relief. She followed the others and focused on Yuan Chongqing.

When Yuan Muchen heard her say that she liked him, his calm heart started to waver.

First she had volunteered to move into the Hall of Justice, and then that night he had seen her "plotting" against Yuan Mu in the Hall of Scenic Relations, and had just declared that she liked him.

It was autumn, and the temperature was tolerable, but the night air was chilly, and Yuan Chong was ill and weak, so he had wrapped himself in a heavy cloak before anyone else.

Yuan Chong took a seat, and Cheng Luo Luo followed the crowd and bowed, "Congratulations to the emperor for having a long life as long as the East Sea and as long as the South Mountain. Long live the emperor!"

Today's birthday banquet was decorated with lanterns and decorations. Laughter and laughter could be heard. In addition to the victory at the border, Yuan Chongyang was overjoyed, "Cough, cough, hehe... My beloved subjects, rise!"

Everyone took their seats, and after everyone presented their gifts, the banquet began. Musicians played music, and dancers danced. Everyone toasted to each other, and after a dance, the performance on the stage began.

As she sat there, she felt a pair of hot eyes staring back at her. She looked around and realized that the owner of the gaze was sitting to her right.

"Hong mama, who is that woman?" Cheng Luo Luo pointed, but before he finished his wine, Hong mama said, "Princess, that is the Fourth Princess."

Cheng Luo Luo suddenly understood. So she was the Fourth Princess, the wife of General Xuanyuan. No wonder she was so heroic and righteous. One could tell that she was a hero.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Yuan Muyan couldn't take the alcohol anymore, and his face became red after a few cups. He said that he wanted to drink to Yuan Chongyang himself.

Hong mama was just about to stop him when Cheng Luo Luo stopped her, "Princess..."

"Hong mama, since I brought the little fool here, it is to let him meet the Emperor. This way at least he can fulfill his wish." As Cheng Luo Luo spoke, her eyes seemed to be shining with the starlight of motherly love.

In her heart, she thought, [Oh, I am so kind. Grand Saint!]

Mother Maria!"

"Princess, if it were not for you, I am afraid His Highness would have been forgotten by everyone in Jing Ren Hall for the rest of his life. Now that the sun has risen again, how can I continue to be greedy?" Senior Hong sighed helplessly.

Cheng Luo Luo was sad for a moment before he gave a warm smile and comforted Senior Martial Sister Hong:" Aiya, Senior Hong, don't be so pessimistic! Don't you have me now? [The little fool's tough days are over. And you, I will take care of you in the future!]" She had lived in the backyard of the palace all her life, and no one had ever said such things to her.

The red-haired mama raised her hand and tapped Cheng Luoluo's head, "You, your mouth is so sweet."

Cheng Luoluo chuckled. At this moment, Yuan Muyan was already holding a wine cup and walking towards Yuan Chongyang, "Imperial Father, Imperial Father..." The men in front were drinking while listening to the show. Suddenly, they heard Yuan Muyan running over from behind. They were all shocked and turned around to look at him.

Yuan Chongqing was surprised too. At this moment, Yuan Muyan had already run to his side. Yuan Muyan put the wine cup in front of Yuan Chongqing. His eyes lit up, "Father, Yan'er toasts to you." He did not speak many gorgeous words, but Yuan Chongyang was touched. After he came back to his senses, he coughed a few times and raised his hand to pat his foolish son's head. "Hehe, Yan'er has grown up."

The father and son had not seen each other for a long time, and if it weren't for Cheng Luoluo, Yuan Muyan would have been forgotten.

"Hehe. Father, look. This is the birthday present Yan-er prepared for you. Look..."

The little fool actually knew how to prepare a birthday present?

They were all surprised. They put down their cups and looked over. Most of them were waiting for a good show.

Cheng Luo Luo and Hong mama also followed. They didn't know that Yuan Muyan had prepared a birthday present.

Hong mama was originally worried that Yuan Chongqing would blame her, but seeing the father and son getting along so well, she finally felt slightly relieved.

"Father, look, this is Yan'er's painting for you!" While speaking, Yuan Muyan took out a piece of paper from his pocket. The paper was neatly folded.

[Fxck! She shouldn't have too much hope on a little fool.]

At first, everyone thought it was a masterpiece, but there were three faces on the paper. The faces were simple, with two eyebrows, two eyes, a nose, and a mouth in each of the three circles.

Cheng Lolo looked at the famous painting in front of him and his lips twitched a few times.

Although the painting was simple and crude, she could tell that Yuan Muyan was drawing a family of three.

When the painting was unfolded, the crowd burst into laughter, "Haha, what... What kind of birthday gift is this..."

"That's right..."

... ""

... Being laughed at like that, Yuan Muyan's face turned red again.

Cheng Luoluo and Hong mama were both unhappy. Cheng Luoluo rolled his eyes at them, "What are you laughing at? Don't you know the importance of courtesy over affection? Illiterate!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone saw that it was Cheng Luo Luo and obediently shut their mouths.

"Father, do you not like the gift Yan'er gave you? Yan'er drew Mufei, you, and Yan'er..." The disappointment in Yuan Muyan's eyes was heart-wrenching. Cheng Luoluo did not know that Yuan Muchen had already approached her from behind.

No one knew how much he had been thinking in that short time. Most of it had been about what had happened between him and Concubine Chen.

To Noble Consort Chen and Yuan Muyan, he owed them too much.