84: C84 Who Is She

C84 Who Is She

Yue Qiqi was right. Her gloomy mood was swept away in an instant!

"That's great. I'll go discuss it with father now. We'll have the emperor grant us a marriage at the banquet later!"

Luo Yuyan didn't say anything more. The rest was up to Yue Qiqi.

I hope Yue Qiqi won't disappoint her. Luo Jianjian, aren't you going to marry Eighth Prince?

"Heh ~ ~ ~"

Eighth Princess is also something you can do? If I don't do it, you can forget about it!

Now that there's Yue Qiqi voluntarily marrying Eighth Prince, would the emperor abandon the general's direct daughter for you?

A concubine was something that could never be shown!

Be proud, you will never be proud again.

As for her, Luo Yuyan looked around but didn't see anyone she wanted to see. It didn't matter though, as there would be people who would have a chance at the banquet later on.

According to their status, the ones seated at the top were the Emperor Queen and Noble Consort.

The first seat on the left was for Eighth Prince. He should have kept it for the crown prince, but after the incident with the crown prince, even if the empress protected him, he would not be liked by the emperor anymore!

Recently, the crown prince did not dare to be too impudent or make any small movements. He was afraid that if he angered the emperor once again, there would be no hope for him.

Then it was Master Ling Tian.

Therefore, the Crown Prince was the third from the left.

Below them was another prince, the Tenth Prince. He had never been conferred a title, and his actions were usually very ordinary. He had never fought with anyone before. Although he was a prince, he didn't attract much attention.

Below them were the ministers, with the generals and prime ministers in the lead.

On the right sat Murong Xue, followed by the other princesses. Murong Xue was the youngest princess, but she was the most favoured.

Then the family of the Minister.

Everyone else was already seated, even the Crown Prince had arrived early. Many ministers were flattering the Crown Prince, flattering him in all kinds of ways.

In the past, only a very few people knew about this matter. Moreover, for the sake of the imperial family's face, no one dared to spread it, unless they didn't want to live anymore.

Thus, in the eyes of outsiders, the Crown Prince was an existence second only to the Emperor.

"His Highness the Crown Prince."

"How is His Highness the Crown Prince recently?"

Most of the people did not even know about the confinement of Crown Prince Mu Zhaoyang, but Luo Jianjian had heard it from Su Liancheng.

"His Highness the Crown Prince …"

The moment His Highness the Crown Prince appeared, Luo Yuyan's gaze fell on the crown prince.

Luo Yuyan's mastery was very good. There was faint admiration in her eyes, but even more so for men. This admiration was what men liked to see the most.

Mu Zhaoyang looked around at the women in the room and met Luo Yuyan's eyes.

They had met before, but they didn't have any connections.

Today, Luo Yuyan was dressed in luxurious clothing. Her appearance was delicate and beautiful, and her skin was white and greasy. Not to mention that she was rarely seen in the Northern Territories, even in Jiangnan she was rarely seen. She was wearing a pink and green cotton dress. The design was very good, and it didn't look like a vulture. The color was very bright, and under the skirt was her curvaceous body, which made one's imagination run wild.

Mu Zhaoyang's first impression of Luo Yuyan was that of a rare beauty.

If she could, marrying her wouldn't be bad, and she also had the support of the Prime Minister, and she could even have beauties in her arms.

However …

Mu Zhaoyang couldn't help but think of Luo Jianjian he saw at the relay station in the afternoon. Luo Jianjian was even more beautiful, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to say those words. Of course, he did it on purpose.

If he could dig a hole in Murong Yun's wall, that would be more than enough for Murong Yun, Mu Zhaoyang thought.

Eighth Prince's seat was still empty. Prime Minister Luo looked towards First Madam from time to time. "Why isn't Jianjian coming over?"

However, seeing that Eighth Prince didn't come, Prime Minister Luo could only worry. He thought that with Eighth Prince, Jianjian should be fine and could enter the palace without a hitch.

Naturally, not only did they enter the imperial palace, they also rode in special carriages, travelling far without having to leave the ground.

Why?

Special!

Eighth Prince was not convinced? If they refused to accept this, they would fight.

Feng Qing had also rushed back and was driving the carriage. Su Liancheng was also sitting outside with him.

There was no helping it, Su Liancheng did not dare to be a light bulb in the carriage, and he did not want to ride a horse.

"The emperor has arrived …" The eunuch shouted, and outside the hall, a bright yellow figure slowly walked over. The five-clawed golden dragon on his body was especially eye-catching, the crown on his head swaying back and forth, looking extremely imposing.

Everyone got up from their seats and kneeled down on the ground, "We greet the Emperor. May the Emperor live for tens of thousands of years."

The emperor walked straight to the top, accompanied by the empress and the various imperial concubines.

"Rise." The emperor and his imperial concubines took their seats.

Not long after, another eunuch's voice came from outside the hall, "Eighth Prince has arrived."

"Young Master Su has arrived."

Because she didn't know how to address Luo Jianjian, coupled with the fact that Luo Jianjian didn't want to be treated like a monkey, she didn't get a eunuch to call her by her name.

Murong Yun led Luo Jianjian to the front of the group of four.

Su Liancheng and Feng Qing followed behind the two of them.

The rest of the people could not bring anyone down, Eighth Prince and Murong Yun could. Don't ask why, there was such a special case.

"Yun is here, take a seat." The emperor said with a smile.

When the four of them appeared, everyone's gaze first landed on the monstrous Murong Yun, and then with a whoosh, everyone's gaze turned to Luo Jianjian!

Everyone was speculating, who was this woman? He could actually live so close to Eighth Prince?

And from the looks of it, it seemed like Eighth Prince took the initiative!

The woman beside Eighth Prince had long hair and was dressed entirely in white. There was a gold band wrapped around her hair. The white snow shone on her hair, making it shine even brighter.

This woman was dressed like a fairy and couldn't help but cause everyone to be dumbstruck. She was only 15 or 16 years old, and her skin was snow-white. She was incomparably beautiful, and her beauty was peerless, not to be looked down upon.

Her beauty was ethereal, not like anything ordinary.0

Her temperament was untainted, so different.

He even invited Master Ling Tian for this banquet. With Ling Tian protecting Zhao Tong, he didn't bring her here. Otherwise, with Zhao Tong's lack of confidence, she would definitely feel uncomfortable.

Luo Jianjian tried her best to ignore the gazes of those people. When she saw Master Ling Tian, she couldn't help but take a few steps forward, wanting to pay her a visit.

Who knew that Murong Yun's hand was as firm as a rock and he refused to let go.

Luo Jianjian rolled her eyes at him. "Men and women sit separately. You can't hold my hand forever, can you?"

Murong Yun had a proud look on his face. "My consort, naturally, will be sitting with me."

The two of them did not intentionally lower their voices, so many people heard them.

Oh my god … Was this woman's brain having a stroke?

Eighth Prince was so intimate with her, but she actually wanted to refuse?

Luo Jianjian did not care about what the others thought in their hearts. She could not break free, and she did not want to give up, so she was extremely conflicted.

Murong Yun led him all the way. When they were in front of Master Ling Tian, Luo Jianjian stopped her footsteps and said, "Master."

This call of "master" once again set off great waves.

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