If you look closely, you can see that the Empress Dowager also has a dimple on the left side, but because of her age and her usual dignity, it is not visible unless she smiles.

Jiang Jiang said sweetly, "Grandmother, wait a moment."

The Queen Mother thought that he was having so much fun at Xuan Ling's place that he didn't want to go over, but she didn't expect the little guy to scan the table and pick up a plate of pastries.

"Father, can you send me off?"

Xuan Ling touched his head and said, "Of course."

He took small steps to the Empress Dowager and presented it with both hands.

"Grandmother, would you like to eat?"

The tempting summer dessert - Longjing tea curd - is placed on a green-glazed lotus-shaped plate.

The Empress Dowager was greatly surprised, and felt a warmth she had never felt before in her heart, and was even a little moved.

"Good boy, let's eat together."

Holding him in her arms, the empress dowager didn't move yet. She picked up the golden spoon with her little hand and cut off a piece of Longjing tea cheese. Everyone thought he wanted to eat it himself, but he ended up feeding it to the empress dowager.

Xuan Ling looked at Jiang Jiang with approval. The little guy was wearing a deep blue brocade robe, and his little bun-like hair exuded a spiritual aura. How wonderful it would be if this child was his own flesh and blood.

Ben is his child.

The child born by Yanyan is naturally his.

He just couldn't help liking him.

Outside the Grand Hyatt Inn, the relationship between father and son began when Jiang Jiang saw him for the first time, burst into tears and reached out to him.

The Empress Dowager usually doesn't like children, but at this moment she is leaning against Jiangjiang's face with a look of happiness on her face, and there are stars in her amber eyes.

How great would it be if this child was her grandson?

There's an indescribable sense of closeness.

What do old people cherish most? It is a kind of inheritance, which is probably the charm of intergenerational kinship.

"Your Majesty, flowers have been delivered."

"Send it to Consort Chen."

Eunuch Fu hurriedly ran towards Sheng Xiyan with a bucket of water in his hand.

There were only two blades of grass stuck in the bamboo tube in front of Sheng Xiyan.

The table was covered with yellow, red, pink and green petals.

"Empress Chen, these are the flowers sent by the Emperor. Please put them in."

Eunuch Fu thought that these expensive flowers would take the lead no matter where they were placed, because the flowers in front of other concubines were common flowers.

"Eunuch Fu, thank my good friend on my behalf."

"good friend?"

Eunuch Fu understood that she was talking about Emperor Xuanwu.

Sheng Xiyan had a faint sense of death. She slowly pulled over the bucket and took out the most expensive orchid from it.

Smell it, observe it for a while, but don't insert it.

Eunuch Fu was so anxious that he urged, "Empress Zhaoyi, you have to hurry up."

She thought that the emperor had sent such expensive flowers so that she would win first place, and she must not let him down.

Sheng Xiyan put down the orchid and picked up the camellia, admiring it carefully.

It felt like I was participating in a flower viewing event instead of a flower arranging competition.

She spread out the handkerchief again, picked the flowers one by one, and put them in the handkerchief.

"Empress Zhaoyi, what are you doing?"

"I'll take some flowers back to make spices."

Eunuch Fu was sweating profusely, and he glanced at the hourglass in the Qushui Liushang.

"My Lady, the time is almost up. Wouldn't it be better to just stick a few flowers in the bamboo tube than to stick two stalks of foxtail grass?"

"I think it's pretty good."

"Let me tell you, that set of jeweled armor is exquisite. You'll be stunning in it. Don't you want it?"

"I rarely wear armor."

Eunuch Fu had no choice but to go back to the front because the competition time was about to be announced.

Sheng Xiyan had just picked up a red plum blossom when she suddenly felt a cold wind on the back of her neck, passing behind her ears at an unusual speed.

She turned around suddenly and saw Xue Wanyi behind her with her eyes wide open and rushing towards her with a pair of flower pruning shears in her hand.

"Monster, kill you!"

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard, and then everyone saw Sheng Xiyan push the table away and jump into the stream.