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In a blink of an eye, the Fifth Prince's birthday banquet had arrived. Early in the morning, he went to the palace to receive his gratitude, and then went to the soft consort Palace to sit at the head of the banquet. soft consort's appearance was similar to Madame Feng's. Not only were her facial features beautiful and imposing, she had gained a good reputation in the palace for many years. Because she was tactful, the king of Wind Nation would often hold her hand and say that she was his flower interpreters.

"Let me see what the Emperor has bestowed upon me." soft consort's eyes were filled with stars, her facial features were like a painting, the sky's dress made her look extremely beautiful, with a treasure blue robe covering the outside, it was like a finishing touch. No one would believe that she was the fifth prince's imperial concubine. Such a gorgeous beauty was probably only a beauty in her twenties.

The Emperor bestowed him with quite a large sum, and there were countless gold and silver cloth. He roughly glanced at the soft consort and knew what he was doing. Although the rewards seemed to be a little more than before, none of them were the emperor's beloved items. He remembered that he had already promised her that he would use the ink stone as a birthday present …

"Imperial Father bestowed upon my son the word 'honored', as the prince." Fifth Prince? No, he should be called Prince Rong now. Seeing that his son was already titled as a prince at such a young age, soft consort did not think that way. The prince was the greatest king, if he were to give him the title, how would he be promoted? For many years, the flowers were not for nothing.

"Mufei, you don't seem very happy?" Prince Rong was acutely aware of her mother's dejected mood, and thought to himself, "Is mother really here?" Didn't he change his name when he became a prince? She was the youngest prince.

"Nothing. I just suddenly thought of the Feng Family and felt depressed." When soft consort saw his son so happy, how could he say what he had guessed? He was saying that today was her son's birthday, but he should be happy.

"Why is the mother mentioning the Feng Family? This Feng Family is also very stupid, and that Feng Ru Jun is even more stupid. As he spoke of this Prince Rong, he felt pained in his heart, and ruthlessly slapped Feng Ru Jun a few times to vent his anger, "Then Song Tian has already clearly told this son that he will not marry a Feng Family Miss."

soft consort was unconcerned: "This child is really impatient, it's just a Feng Family, if the Song Family does not want to marry, then so what if they are angry?" His eyes darkened as he thought, "If this Song Family is unable to be your subordinate, we can't let them go."

"Mufei has an idea?" Prince Rong had been troubled by this matter for the past few days. The reason why mother and son came today was to ask soft consort to give them a decision.

"Isn't there a war in the north recently? Why not bring Song Yun Shan and his son onto the battlefield? " In her eyes, no matter how old her child was, he would look just like a baby. As a mother, she was destined to worry about him for the rest of her life.

"Just in case … What should he do if the Song Family was victorious? Although Song Yun Shan has not been on the battlefield for many years, and Ke Er has heard that he has never slacked off in the past few years, he still goes on to study the Military Strategy. " Just in case Song Yun Shan returned in triumph, he would definitely shine again, and would be rewarded. The harder it was to win her over afterwards, the harder it was to win her over.

"What are you afraid of? Even if he wins the battle, the distance between the north and here is thousands of miles. Who knows what will happen along the way?" If I get killed by someone, I might even come for revenge. " soft consort looked at his son reproachfully. Wasn't the more anxious the more confused this child became? How could he not have thought of such a simple logic?

Prince Rong laughed, "Mufei is right."

"Okay, it's almost noon. The time for your birthday banquet is about to arrive. Quickly go back." The soft consort had long since sent the birthday party to his residence. She had personally sewn a set of robes for each needle and thread to pray for peace and blessings as a mother.

When the Prince Rong returned to his residence, the signboard had already been changed. It was written in gold: Duke Rong Palace. Prince Rong was very pleased and he laughed loudly as he entered the room. He immediately surrounded a lot of the guests and congratulated them.

Since Song Yun Shan was the son of Song Yun Shan, he could not be absent. The appearance of the Sister-in-law Zhang Cui Lan immediately attracted the attention of many people. The news of the Song Family's little Young Master chasing the Madame and Feng Family away spread like wildfire. This time, the Feng Family had also come, and everyone was waiting to see what would happen next.

Xi Jiu Er came at the right time, she was assigned to the third table, and with Song Yun Shan's identity, she should be seated at the second table. He did not have an official position right now, so sitting at the three table was completely out of consideration for the Song Family. It was said that the Song Family's pearl, Song Tian, was famous for being a silkpants Young Master. Everyone was talking about it with relish.

Song Tian returned three years later. This was the first time he made this public. With a handsome face, calmness and poise, the rare treasure blue robe that was hard to come by and had a hint of a carefree smile on it, accentuated the noble air around him. Her fair skin glowed like jade under the afternoon sun.

How was this a foppish young lord Young Master? It was clear that he was a young man who had a jade-like face and a body like that of jade. Although she wasn't as beautiful as the fourth prince, she was still a person who could bear to look at him. Amidst the surprise of the crowd, Xi Jiu Er bowed to the officials. How could she recognize any of the people? It was just a show.

"Is this the Song Family's precious Young Master? "It doesn't look like it …"

Look, it's been three years since I last saw him. He looks just like the beautiful young man from the painting. Tsk, tsk.

"It is truly a three day farewell. I must have a whole new level of respect for you …"

"Men should go out and gain experience …"

Everyone could not help but recall Song Tian's carefree and carefree appearance from before, as if his soul was being devoured by a spirit demon.

As Xi Jiu Er sat down, she gave Zhang Cui Lan a comforting look from afar. Zhang Cui Lan sat amongst the women, her status increasing greatly because she became the Song Family's Miss, and the position she arranged was also good. Just as she sat down, everyone was dissatisfied, looking down on him.

Zhang Cui Lan maintained her dignified and proper smile, but she swore in her heart that he looked down on her? When she flew up to the branch one day and became a phoenix, she would see how they fawned over her! She then sat down on the table, and glanced at the other young talents.

Therefore, Zhang Cui Lan looked at the seats that were closest to the main table. Not to mention sweeping her gaze down, only Xi Jiu Er's elegant and handsome posture was the first to enter her eyes, flanked by the slightly older Young Master, who could be considered quite handsome …