Chapter 59

The sun is shining high, the shadows of trees are whirling, the breeze is mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants, and the air of Pingle palace is full of festive flavor.

In the end, Zhao Wanxi changed into a gorgeous dress, which was still plain white. She wore a long peony embroidered skirt, a light gauze with the same color on her sleeves, delicate tassels hanging around her waist, her hair bun still kept her usual simplicity, and wore a jade hairpin that the Empress Dowager gave her.

Leng Jun Ao Ning stares at the woman's side face, and suddenly asks, "how come you haven't worn the jade hairpin that Princess Yun sent you recently?"

Zhao Wanxi glanced at him and said, "it's broken!"

Almost without thinking about it, the man blurted out: "broken? Do you know how much I spent... "

The voice suddenly stops, Leng junao also realizes that he almost lost his mouth, but Zhao Wanxi seems to be unaware of anything. She laughs and teases lin'er in her arms: "it doesn't matter if you break it. The Pearl of Beihai above is worth some money!"

Hear Lin son is teased by the woman giggle, cold Jun Ao but not happy, star Mou Meng dyed a layer of light gray, not angry way: "I see you fall into the eyes of money."

Zhao Wanxi glared at him and said solemnly, "the seven princes are respectable. Naturally, they don't know what it's like to live without a fixed place and have no body."

Just then, there are more and more people in the main hall, followed by the prince of the East Palace and the concubines of the West Palace. The empress Lou is also among them, and the people of Pingle Palace are more and more lively.

"When the emperor arrived --"

"when Princess Yun arrived --"

in a flash, the hall was full of wine, singing and dancing, yingying and Yaner.

However, Zhao Wanxi's eyes were dazzled for a moment. Because there were so many new faces, her eyes fell far on the three men sitting side by side in gorgeous clothes and jade crowns.

One is the second prince Leng Siyan, the other is the third prince Zhao Wanxi once met, but there is another Zhao Wanxi has never seen her before, but it's not difficult to judge from the position where they are sitting. She should also be the prince.

What interests Zhao wanxirao the most is that although the three princes sit at the same table, they don't say a word to each other, not only don't talk to each other, but they don't look very good.

Just as she was observing silently, her father-in-law, who was wearing a blue and gray Palace Dress, appeared at the table. It was the emperor's confidant, father-in-law Li.

"The emperor wants to see the little prince. Please move over."

Leng junao nodded: "please tell father-in-law Li that I'll be there."

Looking at Li Gonggong turning to leave, the man slowly gets up and looks at Zhao Wanxi, who is still sitting in the original position. His sword eyebrows rise: "do you want me to hold lin'er personally?"

Zhao Wanxi just reflected that she was the mother's milk. Of course, it was up to her to carry the baby.

Leng junao walks in front of him. Zhao Wanxi holds lin'er in her arms. The emperor sits on the Dragon chair in the main hall. The charming person in his arms is Princess Yun, while the empress sits on the other side. Her face doesn't look very good.

Everyone knows that the emperor has been very fond of Princess Yun in recent years, and now that she is pregnant, her status has become higher, and even the queen has lost three points in front of her.

"My son's courtiers give my father's and mother's greetings, and my lady's greetings."

Zhao Wanxi saluted in front of the man, followed by Fu Shen. Leng Qi, who was dressed in the bright yellow dragon robe, raised her eyes slowly: "I heard that you were happy to have a son, but I had no time to visit you. Take lin'er to me to have a look."