"What are you going to wear to the party tonight?" Qin Zheng brought two plates of longan and placed them on the desk in front of him, then jumped up and sat down.

Zhu Yuan didn't want to pay attention to him and just focused on writing his own words.

Seeing that he ignored her, she didn't get angry. She picked up a few longans and peeled them. After peeling one, she fed it to him. Zhu Yuan ate them happily, one bite at a time.

"Do you like to eat this?" Qin Zheng looked at him eating like a little hamster and couldn't help poking his round little face.

Zhu Yuan nodded and said, "Guxia doesn't have this kind of thing. It's quite sweet."

Qin Zheng smiled when he heard it, "You haven't eaten anything yet, I will bring it to you in the future." The more he looked at the little prince, the cuter he felt, especially his focused look.

"Hey, now can you tell me what you are going to wear tonight? Are you going to wear your clothes or ours? Otherwise, I will take you out of the palace to buy you some clothes. It seems that you have worn all your clothes."

"No need to go through so much trouble." Zhou Yuan showed him the words he had written. "Does it look good?"

"Beautiful! My father is really something. There are so many calligraphy masters in the palace, why does he only prefer your handwriting? This long essay gives me a headache just reading it." Help him put it away.

"Don't change the subject. Tell me what you're going to wear tomorrow."

"The emperor likes it, and I have nothing to do. Practicing calligraphy can also hone my character." Zhou Yuan said, "I don't want to go to the banquet tonight. I will say that I am not feeling well."

Qin Zheng interrupted him immediately after hearing this, moved closer to him, forced him to look at him, and held his face. "My little prince, calculate how long it has been since you left the house?" He knew he would say that.

"There are things at the banquet that you haven't tasted before. Just sit there and eat them as if you're invisible. Besides, I'm here, so no one dares to bully you."

There was really nothing I could do about him, so I reluctantly agreed. Qin Zheng helped him choose clothes. The dinner party would be very cold, and the cloak...his cloak was not as thick as his own, so he would have to wear his own later.

At the evening banquet, Xiaobai had the silk gift from the emperor tied around his neck. When he saw the emperor, he bowed and, after getting permission, lay down at his feet.

The emperor likes this white wolfhound and when he is bored he will summon Zhou Yuan and ask him to bring Xiaobai with him.

After Zhu Yuan paid his respects to the emperor, he took his seat.

He wore a warm white robe with a landscape and vine pattern, and a light gray satin cloak with auspicious animal patterns. His hair was simply tied up, still covered with a silver veil. The little prince had lost his original golden aura, and his current appearance better matched his dignified and elegant temperament.

Qin Zheng couldn't stop smiling when he saw him. Sure enough, the little prince was wearing the clothes he had chosen for him. He had good taste, and they really suited him. He just didn't wear the cloak he had given him, which made him a little unhappy.

Boring. Zhou Yuan rolled his eyes silently.

The banquet went smoothly and Zhu Yuan enjoyed the meal very much.

"Zhou Yuan." After the emperor finished talking with the other ministers and the hostage, he called on him and said, "Have you completed the task I assigned to you?"

Zhu Yuan stood up and replied, "Your Majesty, I have finished writing and am still letting the ink dry."

"Yes, faster than expected." The emperor said with satisfaction, "Come to see me tomorrow at noon, and I will ask Eunuch Li to arrange for you."

Zhu Yuan politely agreed.

"It's rare that we are so happy today and the atmosphere is great. Why don't we ask Mr. Zhou Yuan to dance for us?" said the other protons.

The princes joked, "Yes, yes, Zhou Yuan's dance is very beautiful, better than all the dancers in the music hall. I'm in a good mood now, so please do me a favor and dance for me~"

Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Zhou Yuan had to apologize and say that he was not feeling well.

The man didn't intend to let him go. "Are you feeling unwell? Why did you go to Laiyang Palace to dance when it snowed heavily last time?"

How does he know?

Is someone watching me?

"Don't look at me like that. I didn't say anything wrong." The man smiled frivolously. "So, could you please do me the honor of dancing, Young Master Zhou? The Emperor would also like to see it. After all, Gu Xia's dance is truly beautiful."

Qin Zheng's interest was ruined by him. "Coward, if you want to see it, just say so. Don't use my father as a pretext."

The eldest prince raised his glass and spoke with interest, "Seventh brother, I heard that you were there when we went to Laiyang Palace. Did you take him there?" He hesitated for a moment. "That's not right. It's snowing heavily, so why were you in Zhou Yuan's room?"

"Brother, I..."

Zhu Yuan stood up and said, "Your Highness, you're joking. I've never seen snow before. In ancient Xia, the climate is always summery, so it never snows. I just happened to see it that day. His Highness the Seventh Prince saw that I was curious and took me to see the snow. His Highness also taught me how to play in the snow. I was so happy that I gave His Highness a dance as a gift in return."

The eldest prince was obviously a little unconvinced, "Is that so?"

Zhu Yuan's face remained calm, his heart neither beating nor blushing. "That's it."

Interesting. The emperor watched them fighting and carelessly patted Xiaobai's head.

"I heard that there is another kind of dance in ancient Xia, which women dance specifically for men. I wonder if Young Master Zhou can show it to you?" The man still did not give up.

Zhou Yuan didn't want to pay attention to this troublemaker and retorted, "Sir, you also said that women dance for men, but I'm a man and I can't dance."

The man joked, "What does it matter? Young Master Zhou is handsome, even more beautiful than women, isn't he?"

This sentence was undoubtedly an insult to him, and Zhou Yuan's eyes changed immediately.

Did he really treat him like a soft persimmon? Ha, a lackey who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

Qin Zheng was a little unhappy. "I heard you're good at swordsmanship. I'm itching to try it out. How about we have a competition during the winter hunt?"

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