Murong Feng forced a smile, Murong Qingliang gave her a rather unpleasant feeling, no matter what the reason, no matter the time, no matter how beautiful she is, how could he forget his wife who shared weal and woe with him so much, he is really sorry The wife lying on the ground?

When Mrs. Murong passed away, wasn't he very sad?

The emperor sat beside his mother, smiling and greeting her.

Murong Qingliang stepped forward and toasted with Chuntao, holding the glass of wine, he smiled at the queen mother and said, "Qingliang respects the queen mother, I wish her long life and boundless life."

Then he respectfully poured a glass of wine for the queen mother himself. The small jug was placed in Chuntao's hands. Although the jug was obviously small, Chuntao was as unbearable as holding a barrel of wine. Perhaps it was because she was pregnant. shivering.

"Empress Dowager, Chuntao is pregnant, and she is about to give birth. You see, she is so clumsy that she can't even hold the jug." Murong Qingliang looked at Chuntao beside him lovingly, and said gently, "Please Don't worry about it, Queen Mother."

The Queen Mother smiled slightly, picked up the wine on the table in front of her, and said: "Thank you, Prime Minister, I also hope that you can be happy in your later years. People, sometimes you really should learn to be worthy of yourself, so don't miss yourself."

Murong Qingliang smiled and said: "Qingliang specially sent someone to bring this wine from a foreign country. It tastes good. The Empress Dowager can drink a few more glasses."

"Okay." The Empress Dowager said with a smile. The wine tasted soft and mellow, not spicy, and had a slightly sweet taste. "It's really good. It's rare for the prime minister to take so much trouble. Thank you, old man."

"It's as long as the empress dowager likes it." Murong Qingliang replied respectfully, "Chuntao, just put the wine pot in front of the empress dowager. This wine was specially prepared by Qingliang for the empress dowager. It can suit the empress dowager's taste, Qing Liang What a relief."

The uneasiness in Murong Feng's heart became more and more serious. Why did Murong Qingliang recover so well? There was no sign of sadness at all, as if—she felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she couldn't tell the specific reason.

The routine is from the past, probably every time the Queen Mother’s birthday is like this, just watching more and more people in front of her, talking and laughing, trying her best to express herself.

Murong Feng vaguely felt a little dizzy, as if he was a little tired, and he couldn't explain why, but he felt that the panic in his heart was getting worse and worse, and he felt a little restless.

She looked at Sima Rui, who was chatting with Sima Minglang, with a normal expression.

Is it because I care too much?

It's been raining outside here.What happened made Murong Feng's heart flustered, beyond words.Holding the wine glass, she didn't want to take a sip. The wine Murong Qingliang sent was fragrant, but it didn't arouse her desire to try it at all.

No matter what I saw on TV or in books, or what I experienced during this period of time, I told her that the life in the palace cannot be so quiet and ordinary, and there is also an ancient poem that says 'the mountain is about to rain and the wind is full of the building', the quietness now Make her feel suspicious.She had seen Murong Qingliang's sorrow before. When Mrs. Murong died, he suddenly aged several years, and even vowed to take revenge, otherwise it would be difficult to calm down the resentment in his heart. Why, he looks like this now? !

"Sima Rui, I feel uneasy." Murong Feng said softly to Sima Rui, unable to hide the panic, women are intuitive animals, her feelings are always accurate, she always feels that behind Murong Qingliang's quietness is absolute not quiet.

Sima Rui patted Murong Feng's back lightly, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded, as if it exploded in the room, startling everyone, and they all stopped.

The emperor smiled and said: "The thunder is really loud, and I was startled too. Come on, let's continue drinking. Xue'er, come on, your father is really troublesome. Where did you get such fine wine?"

"That's right, Murong Qingliang really spent a lot of thought and spent half a year preparing these fine wines for the Empress Dowager's birthday." Murong Qingliang said with a sudden smile, his smile was cold, It made people get goosebumps all over, that smile was a kind of sadness and resentment, and there was a vague sense of coldness.

The emperor was taken aback, puzzled. "Master Prime Minister, why do you have such an expression?"

"Hmph!—" Murong Qingliang smiled sadly, as if he had been waiting for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, I have waited for this moment for too long. Now, I want to enjoy it and see how long I have been waiting for this moment." How will your majesty, who is the only one in the world, deal with today's situation."

"Father, what's the matter with you?" Murong Qian was puzzled and asked.

"Hmph, you still have the guts to ask, now that you are still the daughter-in-law of the dog emperor, after your mother passed away, you can still raise eyebrows with the son of the dog emperor who caused your mother to go to hell?! Don't you know, Sima Zhe You have been secretly crossing Chen Cang with that bitch Hongyu, but the husband you serve wholeheartedly falls asleep with his younger brother’s woman in his arms every night, this is the dog emperor’s precious prince, the future emperor of the Daxing Dynasty, haha, what a joke!” Murong Qingliang looked up to the sky With a long smile, the haze in his heart was swept away.

"Father!—" Murong Qian's complexion changed, and he only called out once before being speechless. His father probably had planned for a long time, but, just, what did he do tonight, dare to do so at this time? raving? !

"Everyone, please sit quietly. This fine wine has really cost me a lot of thought. For half a year, I have been brewing the fine wine in front of you." Although Murong Qingliang smiled, his face was full of tears, full of vicissitudes, "There is poison in this wine, a tasteless poison, only owned by Wumeng State, and there is no antidote. Haha, Your Majesty, you probably didn't notice that Empress Li was not there, right? If she was there, maybe it would be helpful. It’s just that, even if she is present, she will not find out that this is specially researched by Master Xiangguo of Wumeng Kingdom for me. I promised him to let him sit on the throne of Wumeng Kingdom. Now, he has probably already sat on the throne. the throne."

"How do you say this?" The emperor's face changed a little, but he still gritted his teeth and asked.

"Concubine Li is now accompanying her own brother. Do you think that Prince Wumeng came here to choose a wife on purpose? No, it was on purpose. It was arranged by the Xiangguo of Wumeng Kingdom to specially let him come to the Daxing Dynasty. The king of Wumeng Kingdom is already dying of illness. When the prince comes at this time, there is no one in the palace. Xiangguo can take this opportunity to seize the throne. Haha, it’s just a small trick, and it coaxed the lord Xiangguo to be willing to develop such a miracle for me. The poison." Murong Qingliang said proudly, "It's just that it's hard to say what they will do now. Prince Wumeng has already been poisoned by Lord Xiangguo when he came. At this time, I am afraid that the attack has already occurred. Empress Li just cares about it. He's going to be busy for a while, I'm afraid he won't be able to take care of you."

"What kind of poison did you put in your wine?" Sima Minglang frowned and asked.

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