"No need to look at me, I'm here." Su Moliang was supported by Zi Xi, lifted his skirt and rolled into the hall, and appeared calmly in everyone's sight.

Today, she is wearing a lilac long dress. Although she is wearing a veil, she cannot hide her bright and energetic eyes. She is like a clear spring, clear and lively, and captivating.

The curved willow eyebrows and long eyelashes tremble slightly, and the white veil on the cheeks were swept through with a soft and delicate beauty.

A head of black and shiny hair fell naturally, as smooth and soft as black brocade. There were no jewelry on the head, only a cheap hairpin was inserted. The hairpin style did not appear to be from Bei'an Kingdom, but from Cangyuan Kingdom.

Since everyone saw Su Moliang, they saw that she had been wearing the same hairpin. Although they didn’t know the reason, for these women who could change more than a dozen headdresses every day, Su Moliang’s move was simply irreconcilable and despised.

But they didn't know the significance of this hairpin to Su Moliang. This was a gift from Jun Haocang to her. Although it was cheap, in Su Moliang's mind, all the jewelry in the world was not as precious as it was.

Fortunately, Su Moliang has a good appearance and temperament. Even if she wears cheap things that cannot be used on the table, she can always wear her charm.

Bei Hanyu hasn't seen her for many days. These days he has been restraining himself from looking for her and deliberately put his mind on Yin Jiyue. But now when he sees her, he still can't help but his heart beat faster and his excitement surges.

This is the feeling that I don’t have when I am with Yin Jiyue.

Even if she was wearing a veil, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.

When she appeared, she was as bright as the stars surround the moon, and she was indescribably dazzling and beautiful. The beauty and the women in the audience were instantly overshadowed.

Seeing this, Yin Jiyue clenched her fingers under her cuffs, but her face gently called out: "Miss Xia, you're finally here, everyone is waiting for you alone."

Yin Jiyue seemed to be greeting him unintentionally, but her words meant to arouse public outrage.

As a concubine, Su Moliang's birthday was so big that the prince was late, and it was really unreasonable to have the prince wait for her.

Sure enough, these words not only aroused the dissatisfaction of other women, but also made Bei Hanyu, who was immersed in her beauty, look dark.

Su Moliang raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yin Jiyue, a trace of indifference flashed in his eyes, and then sat down at the side, ignoring her warm greeting at all.

She really has no good feelings for Yin Jiyue, the Oscar winner. Now that she can't beat her up, she can only ignore her.

Yin Jiyue didn't expect Xia Qingxuan to be so disgraceful, so she embarrassed her in public, and her hatred in her heart was like a plant in a tropical rainforest, growing wildly.

But even so, the smile on her face frozen for a moment and soon returned to normal.

Then he looked at Bei Hanyu and said softly: "Prince, everyone is here, and the birthday party can begin."

When Bei Hanyu heard this, he nodded slightly and said loudly: "Serve the food!"

After a while, the palace maids came up with all kinds of dishes and placed them in front of each lady.

Su Moliang was not in the mood to attend the birthday party and planned to leave after eating, so he ignored the surprise gaze of others and picked up the chopsticks and started to move.

Zi Xi, who was following her, turned pale by her face. Looking at Bei Hanyu's increasingly dark face, she was sweating hard for her, and came to her side and whispered: "Miss Xia, you haven't celebrated your birthday yet, why did you eat it!"

Su Moliang closed his eyebrows and his expression jumped a little impatient.

All the dishes have been served, but they are not eaten yet. Isn’t it obvious that people are trying to make trouble?

When the other women saw Su Moliang's style that could not be on the table, they covered their mouths and smiled secretly.

"Hahaha, it turns out that he is a slut who has never seen the world."

"Yes, I really don't know why the prince fell in love with such a person and took her back to the house."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Song Yuwei showed the posture of a concubine and spoke loudly to all the sisters: "Today's birthday, I will be the first to celebrate the prince's birthday today."

As she said that, she stood up gracefully and walked to the center of the hall, raised her arms and patted her gently, and saw two maids carrying a small table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed in front of her, and quickly spread the white paper for her.

Afterwards, Song Yuwei held the pen with her sleeves and splashed her ink. Her brushwork was elegant and her handwriting was vigorous and powerful, unlike ordinary ladies. Her writing was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and her ended up with ups and downs. The emphasis and impetus of running scripts were vivid and exquisite, which was amazing.

After a moment, a couplet that celebrated his birthday appeared on the paper. Song Yuwei put down the ink pen, slowly stood up, and asked the maid to present it: "Prince, I have shown you a trick of carving and insects, congratulations on your happy birthday, good luck and health."

Bei Hanyu looked at the present pen and nodded in appreciation: "The beloved concubine is in love."

This is the first time that Bei Hanyu has smiled at her in this period of time. Song Yuwei is simply flattered and ecstatic.

It seems that today's gift was chosen correctly.

Su Moliang didn't expect that Concubine Song looked so dignified and boring, so she wrote very well. As expected, the title of the Prime Minister's daughter was not a false reputation.

Seeing this, Lou Feixu snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, then stood up and looked at Bei Hanyufufu: "Prince, I have prepared a gift for you, I hope the prince likes it."

As he said that, Lou Feixu ignored Song Yuwei's jealous gaze and walked to the center of the hall with her chest raised and raised her head.

Then, she took the silver sword handed over by the maid and began to wield it.

Su Moliang knew that she was performing sword dance at a glance.

Sword dance is a performance that combines strength and softness. The movements are continuous, like a long rainbow and a dragon, one after another, or like a flowing cloud and water, uniform and resilient, with the ultimate softness. However, the moves are quick and agile, and the posture is calm and refreshing when stationary, and the posture is strong when sprinting, handsome and neat.

I heard that Lou Feixu is already a young emperor, and he has an absolute advantage in martial arts moves.

Su Moliang looked at her agile and gentle posture and couldn't help but think of a poem like a roar like Yi shooting the nine sunsets, like a group of emperors flying dragons. It comes like thunder and frightens, and stops like a clear light in the river and sea!

Bei Hanyu is a military general and is naturally very interested in Jianwu. Lou Feixu is also the right medicine, which just made him happy.

I saw that Bei Hanyu had a little more smile than before.

After Lou Feixu finished the performance, Mu Shiyin, a talented woman, continued to perform the piano and sing, while Kong Lingyun performed the dance. No matter who she was, the talents she presented were particularly pleasing to the eye. Bei Hanyu also nodded frequently with satisfaction.

However, it was Yin Jiyue's turn and she was in a little trouble.

"Your Majesty, the performances of the sisters are so wonderful. I can't take the gifts from me anymore." Yin Jiyue is the daughter of a farmer on the border. She is not as talented as a lady from a wealthy family. Every time she encounters such an occasion, she is extremely embarrassed.
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