This day came to be Muna Nalan's birthday, and the whole country celebrated with joy, and festive red silks were hung everywhere, bringing some popularity to the empty and silent palace.
At this time, the three men in Fenghua Hall were sitting in the outer hall drinking tea while waiting for the people in the inner hall.
"Hurry up and hurry up, why is it still not healed?"
Murong Feiyu, with an impatient look on his face, urged the maids on both sides.
This time he specially begged Murong Nalan for mercy, and was able to get a two-day leave.
"Third Brother" Murong Ye frowned invisible and gave Murong Feiyu a warning look.
Murong Feiyu slightly looked away from Murong Ye.
This month's military camp life had made him less temperamental.
At the same time, he also understood a truth, that is, those who understand current affairs are heroes.
However, it seems that I didn’t say anything out of the ordinary, so why did my second brother couldn’t wait to warn me?
Did he think that he was going to have trouble with Qian Dai again?”
"Second brother, don't worry.
Even if third brother I don't like her, I won't have trouble with her again."
Murong Ye first glanced at Murong Feiyu in surprise, and finally nodded, "It's good that you know."
He slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Murong Yichen, who was sitting quietly drinking tea.
His elegant posture was full of nonchalance, but it was impossible to take his eyes away at a glance.
Murong Ye's eyes flashed: "Brother, you are in good health.
You won't leave again this time.
"Younger brother is worried."
Murong Yichen said calmly, but did not answer Murong Ye's words.
He gently put down the tea cup in his hand, "She's out."
He was used to this tepid look, so Murong Ye didn't care much about Murong Yichen's seemingly indifferent attitude.
Following Murong Yichen's line of sight, he saw Qiandai slowly walking out of the inner hall.
Today, she was dressed in green palace clothes and was pretty and charming.
Her brows were lightly swept, her red lips were lightly touched, and her black hair was A green hairpin Standing still, two hairpins were inserted at the edge of her hair.
The layered pleated skirt was surrounded by silver threads.
Butterflies were embroidered on the sleeves and hem.
Along with her unhurried steps, she walked in the bright sky.
In the main hall, it is looming, Fresh and pleasant, unparalleled in beauty.
Murong Ye and Murong Feiyu were stunned for a moment.
This was the first time they saw Qian Dai dressed up carefully.
It turned out to be so touching.
In fact, they don't know that Qian Dai is more suitable for Hongzhuang.
Now she is just adapting and changing.
"Why did it take so long?"
Murong Yichen walked up slowly and asked warmly.
As he spoke, he looked Qian Dai up and down calmly, "This dress is quite suitable."
The corners of Qian Dai's mouth twitched, did he only see the size?
She glanced at him speechlessly, looked away, looked behind Murong Yichen calmly, and said to Murong Ye and Murong Feiyu: "It took me some time to dress up, and I kept the second and third brothers waiting for a long time."
She actually ignored herself on purpose.
The corners of Murong Yichen's eyes were raised slightly, and a smile flashed across the corners of his mouth.
Murong Ye came back to his senses and then smiled, "What did the little sister say?
Today is special.
It doesn't hurt to dress up a little longer.
I just have to wait a little."
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After saying that, he looked at Qian Dai, not knowing what he was thinking.
Murong Feiyu glanced at him and said, "My father must have finished offering sacrifices to heaven at this time.
Let's go over."
Qian Dai nodded.
"Then let's go."
Murong Yichen took the lead and walked out without looking at the others.
The group of people left Fenghua Palace.
Sure enough, as Murong Ye said, Murong Nalan had already led the hundreds of officials to complete the Heaven Sacrifice Hall, and was now leading the officials who had completed the ceremony and the envoys from various countries who were watching the ceremony to the banquet hall.
So as soon as the four of them left the palace, they happened to meet a large group going to the banquet hall.
After a few people saluted, they followed Murun Nalan and walked towards the banquet hall.
This birthday banquet was all arranged by Concubine De, so when Murong Nalan arrived with envoys from various countries, Concubine De was waiting here with the family members of hundreds of officials and women who had already arrived.
Wearing a graceful and luxurious purple dress, her hands and feet are noble, and her well-maintained face has a full smile, which is pleasing to the eye.
Murong Nalan was obviously very happy, and looked very kindly towards Concubine De.
He led the envoys from various countries and officials to sit down, and then let her sit next to the chief minister as a matter of course.
From the moment she met the banquet, Qiandai kept her head lowered, blocking the eyes of everyone looking at her.
After sitting down, she could feel more eyes staring at her.
"Aren't you a woman who has always been very arrogant?
Why do you look like a plucked rooster today?"
At this time, Qian Dai was looking at the person below calmly.
The sudden voice made Qian Dai come back to her senses instantly.
The host who made a sound was slightly startled.
When he raised his head in surprise, he saw Murong Feiyu taking advantage of the emptiness of Murong Nalan to greet the guests and approaching him to ask questions full of doubts.
Fortunately, he still knew how to cover it up.
Qian Dai twitched the corner of her mouth, but his description of a plucked cock was hard for him to come up with.
"Have you ever seen a plucked rooster?"
Qian Dai glanced at Murong Feiyu and whispered.
"Of course I have seen it."
Murong Feiyu suddenly raised his voice, but found that the movement was too loud, and quickly lowered his head, "When I wasn't going to the military camp, I went to the cockfighting ground every three days, and every time there was a defeated rooster, They were all plucked, and they looked just like you now."
The corners of Qian Dai's mouth twitched, and she admitted that she deliberately suppressed her sense of presence, but it was not as exaggerated as Murong Feiyu said.
He raised his head slightly and looked down, then suddenly stopped at a certain place, "Third brother, you mean, I should be like that peacock, are you sure?"
Murong Feiyu was stunned for a moment.
Then he followed Qian Dai's gaze and saw a very conspicuous woman sitting somewhere in the inner palace.
Her cheeks were wiping a A thick layer of rouge covered up her original beautiful face, leaving only two Her big dark eyes, coupled with the thick vermilion lipstick, made her whole face look miserable.
But just like this, everyone around her stayed away from her in disgust, but she didn't know it yet.
Still holding his head high and proud, isn't he a peacock who has always looked like a peacock?
The corner of Murong Feiyu's mouth twitched, and he looked away in disgust, looking at Qian Dai, and then unconsciously thought of her dressed like this, and suddenly shivered, with goosebumps all over his body, and his tone was full of disgust, "Forget it Well, I didn’t mean that.”
After saying this, he nodded affirmatively, "Well, that's good for you."
Murong Feiyu's weird look immediately amused Qian Dai.
Qian Dai smiled and couldn't help but joked: "It's rare that third brother doesn't target me
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