Qiao Yiqing's expression remained unchanged as she spoke eloquently: "My little girl has always knelt down to the dead. Now that I have knelt down, wouldn't I be suspected of cursing the Emperor and the Queen Mother? Isn't this disrespectful?"

The emperor nodded thoughtfully when he heard the words, and his inquiring eyes swept over her body.

With Qiao Yiqing's temperament, it was absolutely impossible for her to say this. Could it be that it was Qiao Jinghua who instigated it?

There were speculations in his mind, but the emperor showed no emotion at all: "Well, that makes some sense. But there are palace rules in the palace. The rules here must be to kneel down and worship, and it has nothing to do with the dead. If you don't, it means that you are in trouble.

I’m not here!”

Hearing the emperor's angry tone, the princes and ministers below all covered their mouths and snickered. I heard that Qiao Yiqing was not as stupid as before. It seems that is not the case now. Even the emperor dared to offend her and risk her life.

"Your Majesty, I really don't take you seriously." Qiao Yiqing said seriously.

The emperor was so angry that he trembled: "What?"

Qiao Yiqing continued: "I don't take the Emperor lightly, but I take the Emperor into my heart and respect it from the bottom of my heart. For the sanctimonious people here, how many of them take the Emperor into their hearts?"

When the emperor heard this, most of his anger disappeared, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

It really surprised him that Qiao Yiqing could say this.

But a large group of princes and ministers, who were still full of ridicule, suddenly fell into disgrace, their expressions extremely ugly.

He actually mocked them as sanctimonious!

The emperor raised his eyebrows and nodded, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "You are so considerate of me. Come and give me a seat."

Hearing that the emperor actually pardoned Qiao Yiqing's crime of disrespect, there was an uproar around her, and she felt an unprecedented shock in her heart.

Who can see the emperor not being polite and saying some treasonous words but still pardon his sins and let the emperor personally grant him a seat?

It's probably just Qiao Yiqing.

Qiao Jinghua, who was kneeling on the ground in a cold sweat from fear, raised his head and looked at the Holy Emperor in astonishment. The emperor, who had always been secretive, actually gave him a seat in person.

Did he hear it correctly?

Qiao Routong was also shocked. She thought Qiao Yiqing would be punished, but she was secretly happy, but she didn't expect that she would make Emperor Longyan so happy.

Hate it——

Qiao Yiqing won the honor and helped Qiao Jinghua to walk towards her seat.

As soon as the three of them sat down, another harsh announcement sounded outside the hall.

"General Chu has arrived——"

The sound fell, and a handsome figure walked towards the door of the hall.

Chu Jingchen's arrival set off another wave of enthusiasm.

Especially the unmarried daughter, her heart seemed to jump out of her throat when she saw Chu Jingchen's handsome appearance.

Above this hall, there are all young ladies with status and status. Although they are excited inside, they still pretend to be reserved on the outside.

They lowered their heads in shame, and just taking a few glances could make them happy for a while.

Chu Jingchen hurried to the center of the hall and said, "I will see the Emperor and the Queen Mother. Long live the Emperor. Long live the Queen Mother. May the Queen Mother live a thousand lives."

"Haha, General Chu is dead, please give me a seat!" The emperor still attached great importance to Chu Jingchen, after all, he had outstanding military exploits.

Chu Jingchen was very worried about Qiao Yiqing's marriage, and he didn't look good at this moment. He just nodded symbolically and sat down.

As soon as I sat down, I saw Qiao Yiqing opposite me holding a glass of wine, drinking like a drunkard and forgetting herself.

This woman is addicted to alcohol, how unbecoming she is!

Chu Jingchen couldn't help but get angry when he saw Qiao Yiqing, and when he thought of being ridiculed by her on the street and being humiliated, he unconsciously clenched his fists and cut out Qiao Yiqing with his eyes like knives.

At this time, Qiao Yiqing also noticed the overly hot gaze from the other side, and immediately raised her head and glanced at her. The seemingly unintentional action was filled with extreme contempt, which made Chu Jingchen furious.

What does that look in her eyes mean? She actually looks down on him!

When Qiao Yiqing saw that Chu Jingchen was so angry, she couldn't help but feel funny. Then she raised the corner of her mouth, raised her glass to him, and drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing her actions, Chu Jingchen's face turned dark with anger, as if she was provoking him.

The emperor and the queen mother saw the interaction between the two. The queen mother was Qiao Jinghua's aunt, so she naturally sided with Qiao Yiqing. Seeing that Sun Nie'er and Chu Jingchen were incompatible, she hurriedly interrupted: "Today is the day for the Ai family

It’s the sixtieth birthday, who would like to celebrate it?”

This is an old rule. Everyone knows that the Queen Mother was a talented woman who read poetry and books when she was young. She values ​​talented young people even more. Every palace banquet will test the talents of the princes and grandsons.

At this time, a beautiful woman in a white gauze skirt stood up gently and blessed the Queen Mother: "The little girl Zhao Xixue wishes the Queen Mother to be as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains. Let the little girl show off her ugliness first.

Bar."

The Queen Mother nodded with satisfaction upon hearing this. Zhao Xixue was not only well-behaved but also talented. She was a role model for women.

"Today the Ai family will ask you a difficult question to see if you can answer it."

"Haha, Queen Mother, just give me a test." Zhao Xixue hummed with a smile, her stunning appearance confusing the eyes of all the men.

"Today you will compose poetry with white cockscombs!"

Upon hearing this question, everyone looked confused and a little confused.

What kind of flower is this cockscomb?

Logically speaking, a cockscomb flower must have the shape and color of a cockscomb, but why is it white?

The smile on Zhao Xixue's face suddenly froze, and her expression was a little unnatural.

The people below whispered to each other for a long time, but still had no answer.

At this time, Zhao Xixue was a little embarrassed. If she wrote a poem based on cockscombs, she would have a slight chance of winning, but the white cockscombs really stumped her.
Chapter completed!