THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 72: Goodbye Sick Beauty, The Holy King Arrives [3]
Looks like this isn't a reception banquet, but a wedding invitation conference. And the beautiful girl that made them want to snatch it was Mr. Yokai.
Uh! Mu Qingge was shocked at his own thoughts.
Although this was impossible, his instinct told him that this guess was very close to the truth.
As Mu Qingge's eyes flickered, suddenly, a yellow goose broke. He was shocked and quickly locked the person away.
'That's her! When he saw the handsome and white face of the man clearly, Mu Qingge whispered in his heart.
The bright yellow color of the goose, when worn on its body, has a delicate taste. Her beauty was indeed beautiful, but was piqued with the paleness of different ordinary people, making people dare not approach her for fear of accidentally crushing her.
Seemingly within six feet of his body, he refused to accept any approach.
There was a palace banquet, but his long hair was not tied up at all, letting his hair move following the wind. He sat on a chair, tasting the wine quietly, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.
How did he show up here? Who her?
Mu Qingge asked herself in her heart.
But in recruitment, he met a pair of black and white eyes, calm and determined eyes. Suddenly, everything around became silent, and in the entire world, it seemed that only he and the master of that eye existed.
It's cold!
Mu Qingge tried her best to draw out her soul, so the surrounding sounds appeared again. The temperature that was lost also seemed to gradually increase. He pursed his lips and said nothing, still staring at the person.
What kind of environment, what kind of experience will make one's eyes cold. It seemed that he had imprisoned himself in the ice castle and refused the heat to get close. '
“Auntie, who is that person?” Mu Qingge leaned against Mu Lianrong, and asked in a low voice.
Mu Lianrong raised his eyes, followed Mu Qingge's eyes, and took it back with just one look, and explained in a low voice: "He is a virtuous king. She was born and killed her mother and concubine, and she was also very weak. He always lives within. Simply put, you are not loved by the emperor. It's just right that you don't know him. I was worried that even the people in the palace might not know him. "
The good king? The man who killed his mother? Weak and sick body?
Mu Lianrong's explanation seemed to match his cold aura. Perhaps, that kind of coldness was the despair of having no hope in the world, and living side by side?
Mu Qingge pursed her lips, lowered her head, and stopped paying attention to him.
Since it had nothing to do with him, he naturally would not spend more energy. At this moment, what he cared more about was the information that was accidentally revealed from Mu Lianrong's words.
A prince who could not even know the people in the palace, Mu Lianrong could only determine his identity with a glance. There was only one explanation except that they were already familiar with each other. That is, only when Mulianrong had mastered the detailed information about the virtuous king would he be able to discern it quickly.
Intelligence networks, this is a good thing! Unlimited value!
Mu Qingge smashed, smashing his mouth, slightly coveted. However, he also knew that now he was a man and was unable to access this secret belonging to the Mu family at all.
This was not disbelief, but fear that the more he knew, the easier it would be to be used by others.
Right now, a group of people came in a crowd.
Their arrival also made the banquet that had not started suddenly become silent, and everyone woke up.
Mu Qingge stood with Mu Xiong, and at a glance he saw some acquaintances in the crowd. Qin Jinhao, Qin Yiyao, Empress Dowager, Jiang Guifei ...
And the middle-aged man in a bright yellow dragon robe walked in front, although he did not know him, he also guessed his identity.
I was worried, this was Emperor Qin playing with him that day.
It looks good, heroic and mighty. However, his eyes were filled with calculations, which made Mu Qingge unhappy. And beside him, there were two beautiful women standing next to each other. Wearing a phoenix crown, a dignified temperament, and a noble posture should be the original spouse of the emperor, the queen of Qin. And another white brocade robe, embroidered with purple flowers, beautiful and beautiful features, soft as water, looking at her dress, she should be the concubine of the emperor.
There was someone behind the queen, who looked somewhat similar to Qin Jinhao, but more like a queen. It was just a faint arrogance in his eyes, destroying the atmosphere of the queen's legacy. He wore a yellow brocade robe that was lighter than an imperial robe, and the crown on his head symbolized his identity.
This time, without Mu Lianrong's explanation, Mu Qingge could also guess that this man was also the emperor's son, and he was also the prince of the queen.
'Tsk ck, this is completely different from everyone else. They were all sons of the emperor, but the virtuous king was left in a corner as if forgotten. Mu Qingge sighed in her heart. But it does not give birth to the thought of injustice.
Among the people who came, he did not see the little princess he saw in the afternoon. After thinking about it, he understood that, I was worried that in the royal family, underage teenagers could not come to such a banquet. Or perhaps, their far-sighted Emperor, Your Majesty, has other plans?
Pulling his thoughts aside, Mu Qingge stood silently beside Mu Xiong.
However, the late emperor did not sit down, but led the officials to stand on the spot, seemingly waiting for something.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in the dim sky.
Everyone raised their heads, and what caught their attention was the powerful and powerful dragon and leopard, pulling the black and heavy carriages ...