I'm afraid that bitch doesn't dare to come, right? It's best not to come!

Su Ziyao blinked seductively, her soft, boneless catkins wrapped around Mo Lingtian's arm, and said softly:

"Maybe Prince Jing is delayed for something."

Mo Lingtian reached out and patted her catkin, looked back and said lightly:

"My beloved concubine is right."

Nangong Wu glared at Su Ziyao coldly. This shameless woman actually seduced the emperor in the hall!

On the surface they call each other sisters, but privately they don't fight much.

"hehe."

Su Ziyao smiled charmingly, her eyes twinkling.

"Prince Jing, Princess Jing is here——!!"

The shrill eunuch's voice sounded in the hall again, echoing in the slightly silent hall, and waves of sharp voices that could not help but give rise to goosebumps echoed in their ears.

Mo Lingtian immediately looked back at the door of the hall, his stern eyes were full of kindness, and there was even a rare warm smile at the corner of his mouth.

This smile is something other princes and princesses cannot get. This smile belongs exclusively to Prince Jing, Mo Yuxiao.

Other princes and princesses are only envious.

Following everyone's expectations, two men and women slowly walked in at the door of the hall, one wearing white clothes and the other wearing a light blue ripple skirt.

Both of them were dressed quite casually, but that casualness made them look even more well-matched, noble and beautiful.

"Father——!"

Qiao Jinyou gave a sweet cry, and the long-lost dimples reappeared on both sides of her mouth.

Her rippling skirt was flying gently, her hair was casually held up by one or two jade hairpins, and she walked forward on lotus steps, bringing with her every move the fragrance of green tea.

Next to her, Mo Yuxiao regained his usual cold and handsome face. His white clothes floated gently as he moved around. His dark hair was neatly stuck behind him. His phoenix eyes scanned the surroundings lightly.

, walked gracefully and unhurriedly next to Qiao Jinyou, his noble, cool, and powerful aura was evident in his demeanor and gestures.

"Xiao'er, You'er, you are here."

Mo Lingtian looked at Qiao Jinyou lovingly, and from the corner of his eye he also looked at his indifferent son. The two of them were a perfect match.

"Father, are we not late?"

Qiao Jinyou blinked her big eyes cutely, and her black beads kept spinning.

"No, the party won't start until a while."

Mo Lingtian shook his head and softened his voice.

Nangong Wu, who was sitting next to him, snorted softly and looked at Qiao Jinyou coldly with his beautiful eyes.

You're already late for a cup of tea, but you still have the nerve to pretend to be innocent!

A bitch is a bitch!!! Just as bitchy as her mother!

Su Ziyao stared at Qiu Jinyou equally fiercely, wishing to make a hole in her beautiful face. She was not jealous of her beauty, but hated her for hurting her foot.

"Huh~~ That's good, I thought I was late."

Qiao Jinyou breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart dropped from her throat.

Mo Lingtian smiled and turned to look at Mo Yuxiao:

"Xiao'er, please take your seat quickly."

Mo Yuxiao nodded indifferently, even though he was indifferent, the daughters still stared at him like wolves, their juices kept flowing, their eyes turned into two hearts, and there were even a few blushes on their faces.

"The Hundred Flowers Banquet has officially begun!"

When the father-in-law saw Mo Lingtian nodding to him, he shouted again at the top of his voice and shook the Buddha in his hand.

Qiao Jinyou, who was sitting next to Mo Yuxiao, looked around, couldn't help but tugged on Mo Yuxiao's sleeves, and asked:

"Your Majesty, where is your most talented woman? Why haven't I seen her?"

"I don't know."

Mo Yuxiao replied indifferently, his phoenix eyes just focused on the tea cup in his hand, not looking at the women who were ogling him.

Qiao Jinyou made a dull "Uh..." sound, curled her lips, grabbed the grapes on the table and stuffed them into her mouth:
Chapter completed!