Prince Duan said that the emperor forgave him, but he did not look like he admitted his mistake at all.
He walked leisurely up to the old emperor and bowed.
The old emperor thought of An Yi's report, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes when he looked at Prince Duan.
"It's good that you're here."
The banquet began. The old emperor and King Kang gave opening speeches respectively, and then everyone started eating and drinking.
When they had almost finished eating, it was time to enter the most important part of the one-year-old birthday party - the "Zhuazhou" ceremony.
Song Jiujiu, dressed by her mother like a fairy boy under the Bodhisattva's throne, sat on a blanket with things for the one-year-old ceremony such as books, silver ingots, abacus, needles and thread in front of her.
Prince An looked at his little niece with kindness in his eyes and placed the folding fan that he always held in his hand in front of Song Jiujiu.
"See if Jiuer wants to grab uncle's fan."
"Then add a big chicken drumstick and see if my sister can grab it and eat it."
Song Le'an brought over a plate with chicken legs and placed it in front of Song Jiujiu.
The chicken legs were obviously freshly baked, still emitting fragrance and steam, and looking shiny and greasy, making people want to eat them just by looking at them.
When Song Jiujiu saw the big chicken leg, her eyes lit up.
[Wow! Big chicken drumstick! Sixth Brother really understands me!]
I really want to get a big chicken drumstick, but as the legitimate daughter of Prince Kang, will I be laughed at by the onlookers if I grab a chicken drumstick during the "Zhuazhou" ceremony?
Song Jiujiu was slurping her saliva and thinking in her mind, while looking at the people around her with her big grape eyes.
King Kang listened to his daughter's thoughts and wanted to tell her directly that she could catch whatever she wanted without worrying about her father's face.
Daddy’s face doesn’t mean anything, and no one else has the guts to laugh at his precious daughter!
King Kang couldn't open his mouth to say these words, so he winked at his daughter, trying to make her understand his thoughts.
Song Jiujiu looked at her father in confusion, and the fat boy's face was full of confusion.
"What's wrong with Daddy's eyes? Why are they twitching all the time? Should we ask the family doctor to take a look?"
King Kang: “…”
That's all.
Ye Peizhu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and coaxed her daughter softly, "Jiu'er, just grab whatever you like."
Song Jiujiu blinked her big eyes.
【If that’s the case, then I won’t hold back! 】
The little girl happily grabbed a big chicken leg in one hand and a silver ingot in the other!
The big chicken drumstick and the silver ingot were much bigger than her chubby little hands, but she held them quite steadily.
He put the silver ingot in his arms, held the big chicken leg in his two chubby hands, smiled happily, and opened his little mouth to take a bite.
When King Kang saw this, he cried out "Ah, hey, hey" and quickly snatched the big chicken leg away.
"Jiu'er, be good. You can't eat this big chicken drumstick like this."
Song Jiujiu, whose hands were empty and the chicken leg that was about to reach her mouth flew away, said: "........"
"Hahaha, Prince Kang's daughter is so smart and clever at such a young age. She truly deserves to be the Emperor's favorite granddaughter!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Prince Kang..."
......
The officials watching were expressing their congratulations. Song Jiujiu looked at them, not knowing what they were congratulating him for.
Is it worth congratulating her just because she caught a chicken leg and a silver ingot?
After all, they are just fence-sitters who change their stance according to the wind.
Song Jiujiu puffed out her cheeks and glared at her father, then stretched out her little hands to ask her mother for a hug.
Prince An picked up his folding fan, reached out and touched the tip of his niece's nose, deliberately looking aggrieved.
"Seventh Uncle is so sad. Jiuer didn't catch his fan."
Song Jiujiu pouted and said in a soft voice, "Uncle Qi, no."
Uncle An treasures this fan so much. If I really took it, it would be disastrous. I know not to take away what is good for someone.
Prince An felt warm in his heart, and rubbed his niece's head with his slender hands.
"As long as Jiuer wants it, Uncle Qi can give Jiuer anything."
......
The one-year-old birthday party is about to come to an end after the one-year-old birthday party is over.
Either out of carelessness or intentional indulgence, many unfamiliar faces entered the Prince Kang's Mansion with its gates wide open.
Gu Yunsheng and Prince Duan in the crowd met each other's eyes and nodded at him.
Prince Duan knew that the show was about to begin.
But what Prince Duan didn't know was that just as he turned his head, Gu Yunsheng also nodded to the old emperor.
The old emperor understood and prepared to faint, holding his chest.
But he suddenly felt all the energy and blood in his body rushing to his head, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat and he suddenly spat it out!
When Eunuch Fuquan saw the blood at the corner of the old emperor's mouth, he was scared out of his wits.
"Someone come! The emperor is vomiting blood! Call the imperial physician!"
This sudden change caused everyone in Prince Kang's mansion to panic.
But no one dared to leave easily.
If he leaves, I'm afraid that innocent people will become suspects.
"The imperial physician is too late to arrive. Where is the palace physician? Come and see father!"
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