The gentle sun gradually moved westward.
Rong Baichuan was kneeling on the ground and sleeping soundly, but was woken up by Fuling, "Master Rong, Master Rong has started the banquet, you can get up now."
"Huh? It's time?" Rong Baichuan rubbed his sleepy eyes and patted his cheeks hard to wake himself up.
My legs were numb and I had to rely on Fuling to support me before I could stand up.
The banquet is about to begin, and the court officials and ladies have already taken their seats.
Rong Baichuan looked around the hall and saw that his wife was not waiting for him, but was sitting with the eldest princess.
The two of them were talking and laughing, their mouths almost stretched to their ears, but they didn't even glance at him.
Sitting in his position was the son-in-law Xiao Chang.
When Xiao Chang saw Rong Baichuan looking over, he immediately raised his hand and waved, "Master Rong, here, here..."
Rong Baichuan walked over, sat down on the cushion, and said unhappily:
"Why are you sitting here?"
He took his wife's seat, preventing him from sitting with her.
His knees are hurting so much now, and he wants Jingniang to have some pity on him.
This is good, the person is opposite, two meters away from us.
"What can I do if it's what the princess asked?"
Xiao Chang is a soft persimmon, and has been suppressed by the eldest princess since he was a child.
He didn't want to marry the princess at first, but was eventually taken away by the eldest princess.
On the wedding day, he was tied up and put into the bridal sedan and carried to the princess's palace.
Everyone thought that the princess's mansion would be in turmoil from now on, and that it would not be long before news would spread that the prince consort was trying to commit suicide or that the two had divorced.
But they were actually very affectionate, and Xiao Chang was enjoying it very much.
Every time he was teased, he would shamelessly say, "I have a bad stomach, so I like to eat soft rice."
This way others won't laugh at you.
He had no ambitions to begin with, but now with the eldest princess as his strong backer, he can do whatever he wants.
But they live a much more comfortable life than those who spend all day racking their brains on how to get promoted and make money.
Everyone was whispering when suddenly a long chant was heard outside the hall.
"The Emperor has arrived, the Empress has arrived, and His Royal Highness the Third Prince has arrived..."
When everyone heard this, they stood up and knelt down to pay homage.
As the emperor and empress walked from the door to the main seat in the hall, no one looked up. All they could hear was the sound of footsteps and... wheels?
Why is there a sound of wheels turning?
Someone looked up quietly.
The third prince was pushing a small cart, in which sat a baby wearing bright red clothes and a bun with a few bells hanging on it.
As she shook her head, the bell made a clear and pleasant sound, accompanied by her milky laughter, which was very pleasant to listen to.
When they reached the steps, the queen took the little one out of the basket and walked towards the platform together.
The courtiers who didn’t recognize the little girl asked: When did the Queen give birth to a princess?
The courtiers who knew the little guy said: Rong Baichuan will be favored more than ever now.
Not only is he loved by the emperor, but his daughter is also loved by the emperor and the empress.
"Stand up."
The emperor's deep voice sounded, and everyone stood up and sat upright.
When he looked up, he was immediately shocked.
The emperor actually brought the baby directly to the main seat and had him sit in his arms!
Even the most popular eldest prince and third prince have never sat in that position.
Rong Baichuan is really...
It makes people jealous!
How come he is so lucky!
Growing up together with the emperor, the two had a life-and-death friendship.
He was engaged to the queen, but ended up marrying the daughter of Qin Taifu.
When he competed with the emperor for Qin Nanjing, the emperor was not angry with him.
His status in the emperor's heart is even higher than that of the emperor's younger brother, King Jing.
Now that she has a daughter, she also pleases the emperor.
Why do all the good things happen to him?
Xu Wanli gritted his teeth.
We must punish that reckless man and make him lose face, in order to avenge the loss of face he caused on our wedding day!
Rong Chaoxi sat in the emperor's arms, put down the peach, looked down, and suddenly felt like he was looking down at all the mountains.
[No wonder those old Immortals are always craving for power. So this is what the Emperor of Heaven is looking at.]
"Let's start the banquet." The emperor ordered.
Fuling swung his whisk and sang loudly, "Let's have the feast~~"
As the music started, palace servants filed in carrying delicious food.
Rong Chaoxi's attention was instantly attracted, and he stared at the tray in the hands of the little palace maid who walked first, without blinking his big black eyes.
[Smells so good... So much meat...]
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Rong Baichuan made a trumpet shape with his hands and called the emperor in a low voice.
But the hall was too empty and there was music playing.
The emperor didn't hear anything at all. He kept fiddling with the little bell on Chaoxi's head with his fingers and chatting with the queen.
It is also possible that the emperor doesn't want to pay attention to him at all!
Rong Baichuan beckoned Fuling over and said, "Tell your majesty to pay attention to Chaoxi. She eats meat so quickly that you can't even see when she makes a move."
As soon as the words fell, over there...
The little palace maid put down the plate, and a large piece of pork ribs on the plate disappeared in an instant.
The little maid screamed and knelt down quickly, "This slave deserves death!"
If you shout loudly in front of the Holy Emperor and cause displeasure, you will be slapped twenty times in the face.
The little palace maid knelt on the ground trembling with fear.
If the wooden board hit your face, you would see blood in less than ten hits, and your face would be ruined if you hit it twenty times.
The Queen looked over, no displeasure on her face, and asked gently, "What's wrong?"
The little palace maid trembled and said, "The spareribs on the plate... no... they're gone..."
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