Banquet in the Imperial Palace 1

  On the second day, before dawn, a group of maidservants pulled her up. Lan Ya felt dizzy and sensed that they were applying makeup and hair styling on her face and head. When she came to, she found that her makeup and hairdo were already done.

  Seeing her reflection in the copper mirror, Lan Ya's eyes widened. She had never worn makeup before and had never seen real cosmetics. Now, seeing her own radiant face, she was startled even herself.

  Her stunning looks are like a fairy in a painting, and even she herself can't believe the huge difference between her made-up and bare face.

  "Miss Mu, please change your clothes." The maid brought a beautiful purple dress and handed it to Lan Ya.

  "Why... hasn't Xiangning arrived?" Lan Ya asked suddenly.

  Upon hearing this, the faces of several maids in Xiang Ning's room changed, and they closed their mouths, not speaking. In the Crazy King's Manor, it was better to speak less and do more, lest one bring trouble upon themselves.

  Lan Ya saw this and also had a bottom in her heart. How could Zhu Ye Cang Meng let her go? For the little maid who took care of her for a few days, she felt some guilt.

  She sighed, reached out and picked up the clothes. The clothes designed in Shang Yigong were indeed magnificent. The purple clothes had a unique design, high-quality materials, and gold threads intertwined with the clothes, making them even more luxurious.

  The overly luxurious clothes reflected in her eyes, Lan Ya coldly smiled and put them on.

  "Is it ready yet? The prince is getting impatient." The maid outside urged.

  The maids supported Lan Ya out of the door, and everyone was shocked by her beauty.

  She was too familiar with this stunning beauty, and for the stunning her, she was just calm. The clothes on her body were beautiful but too trivial, making it very inconvenient for her to walk.

  The entrance of the Crazy King's Mansion.

  From a distance, he saw that the wild and majestic figure was wearing a luxurious black outfit, his body straight as a pen, his hair high on his head, and his large hands clasped behind his back.

  Lan Ya couldn't help but say that Zhu Ye Kuang Ming was a perfect emperor created by heaven, with his noble and unparalleled black attire. His wildness could only be set off by the color black, which is a heavy color, but when worn on his body, it brought out a different kind of elegance.

  Out of the gate, Lan Ya walked down the stairs, her skirt was very long, and if she wasn't careful, she would step on it.

  "Ah......" She exclaimed and rushed forward.

  "Ah......" The maid wanted to hold onto her but couldn't grasp her in time, and was dragged down the stairs along with Lan Ya.

  Lan Ya watched as she was about to hit the ground, her heart tightening in between. She gritted her teeth and decided to take a tumble, hoping to get some more injuries on her face so that she wouldn't have to attend the palace banquet.

  But things won't go as she wishes, just as she's about to hit the ground, a pair of strong arms will scoop her up.

  The pained cry that reached her ears wasn't her own, and Lan Ya's eyes fluttered open in a panic, meeting the crazily dark gaze of Zhuo Ye.

  In the eyes of a pair of cheetahs, a stunning beauty rose, knowing that her beauty was rare in the world. However, she didn't expect that with makeup on, she would be so astonishing, and such a look wouldn't be found again in this world.

  "It's perfect." He helped her up, his eyes still shining with astonishment.

  That purple outfit on her was absolutely stunning, the color that not everyone can pull off. Her face and figure complemented the purple perfectly, exuding an aura of nobility that was almost palpable.

  Lan Ya remained silent, allowing him to carry her into the carriage. Along the way, his wild and crazy gaze stared at her from above, never shifting away.

  The oppressive atmosphere made Lan Ya particularly uncomfortable. Her fingers in her sleeves were tightly clenched, and she suddenly raised her eyes: "Have you had enough?"

  His eyes gleamed with amusement as he gazed at her lovely face, and for a moment, he really wanted to hide her away.

  "Put it on." A butterfly-like mask was placed on Lanya's face.

  Lan Ya picked up the butterfly's beautiful mask, furrowed her brow, and put it on?

  "Why should I bring it."

  "Put it on." His voice dropped.

  Lan Ya thought of confronting him in her heart, but she knew that her appearance would bring trouble to herself, so she picked up the butterfly mask and put it on her face.

  The carriage entered the palace gate, very quiet, with only the sound of wheels rolling over the bluestone pavement beside his ears.

  After driving for about thirty minutes, the carriage stopped.

  "Your Highness." The little eunuch stepped forward and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

  Suddenly he stopped in his tracks, turned around and stretched out his hand right in front of Lanya's face.

  Lanya, who was about to jump off the car, hesitated for a moment, looked up and finally put her hand in his, slowly getting off the car.

  The little eunuchs around him showed no emotion on the surface, but were shocked in their hearts. What kind of person was this girl that the tyrannical king actually reached out to help her down from the carriage?

  Zhū yě kuáng míng shēn shǒu lán yǎ de yāo, tái jiǎo cháo zhe zuǒ biān de gōng diàn ér qù.

  Translation:

  Zhu Ye's hand reached out to grab Lan Ya's waist and he lifted his foot towards the palace on the left.

  Knowing that her resistance was futile, she simply shut up and followed him silently.

  Long Spring Temple

  All the ministers and officials have arrived, the annual court banquet is usually at the end of October, but this year it has been changed to mid-November. Some people have discussed this slightly, but it is said that the tyrannical king ordered it, so no one dares to discuss it too much.

  "The Emperor has arrived, Her Majesty the Empress has arrived." The eunuch shouted loudly, and all the officials immediately stood up.

  "Long live the Emperor, may he live for ten thousand years, ten thousand years, and forever."

  "May you live a thousand years, a thousand years, and a thousand more."

  All officials brought their families and paid homage.

  "My dear sirs, please be seated. Today's banquet is for us to enjoy together, no need for excessive courtesy." Emperor Mu Chen laughed loudly.

  The queen beside him was over forty years old, with a smile on her face as she walked to the side of Emperor Mochen, and her eyes glanced at the crowd.

  The royal banquet was attended by many officials, all of whom brought their families. The young ladies from each family had smiles on their faces. The emperor had three sons, none of whom had been granted a consort yet. At this banquet, the emperor also mentioned that he would select consorts for his sons.

  Such court officials, as long as they have daughters, can't wait to marry them into the royal family. At this banquet, half of the attendees were women, mostly unmarried young ladies from official families.

  "Tonight's banquet, I must get drunk with Nan Yue Huang before I stop." Mu Chen Huang's gaze fell on Nan Feng Jin below.

  Nanyue and Mochen have always been friendly. As for Nan Fengjin, Mochen admires him from the bottom of his heart. At a young age, he has managed Nanyue with great order.

  "Mo Chen Huang is famous for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, how could I possibly outdrink him?" Zuo Feng Jin smiled refreshingly from the left seat.

  "Haha, Nan Yue Huang is being humble." Mu Chen Huang laughed loudly.

  The queen looked around the grand hall but didn't see Zhu Ye Cang Mang, her brow furrowed in displeasure.

  "Has the Mad King not arrived yet?" The Empress asked the little eunuch beside her.

  "The princess just received news from the palace gate that the king has entered the palace." The little eunuch stepped forward and said.

  The queen nodded and turned to look at Baili Liancheng in the second seat on her left. If it weren't for Baili Liancheng, Princess Beimou would have definitely married Kuang'er.

  Although the Northern Mo is a small tribe, their power is not to be underestimated. Within the tribe, there is an astonishing treasure that has been passed down through generations. Legend has it that whoever possesses this treasure will conquer the world. Although it's just a legend, it can't be ignored.

  The second update~~~~