Zhang Siyuan turned his head to look at the man, "Very good-looking?"
"Well, this is a rare opportunity. You can't always see the dance music arranged in this palace. If you see it this time, there may not be another time."
Zhang Siyuan just felt bored. It was the same every year. He drank a glass of wine and said, "I'm going to make some progress."
Wang Yu was not annoyed. "What else? I am not like Brother Siyuan, who can enjoy it every year."
Zhang Siyuan approached Wang Yu and said, "Since you like me so much, why don't you come down? I'll talk to my cousin and ask him to send one or two dancers to your house to dance for you every day. Since he likes you so much, he will definitely agree."
Wang Yu put down his chopsticks and glared at Zhang Siyuan, "Don't hurt me."
If he took the two dancers back, Cheng Chen would be heartbroken. Although her husband was gentle and kind, he was delicate at heart. He wouldn't say anything, but he must be upset. Wang Yu felt uncomfortable when he thought of Cheng Chen's sadness.
Zhang Siyuan continued jokingly, "How can I harm you? Don't you like watching it?"
"Don't do that. Just watch the dance and listen to the music here. You can't take it home."
Zhang Siyuan tutted his tongue twice: "Are you worried that your husband will be unhappy? You are truly a love saint."
Wang Yu took a bite of the food and said, "I agree with you."
“······” Zhang Siyuan choked when he heard it, and even gasped for breath.
The two of them were chatting below, and the emperor was also chatting with Mr. Lan and others above. When the time came, the emperor took them to the square in front of the palace to watch the fireworks.
Dali's fireworks were already very well made. The fireworks in the palace were even more luxurious and grand than the ones he bought outside. A row of fireworks exploded with a bang, blooming colorful fireworks in the night sky, which were not inferior to modern fireworks.
The fireworks in the palace will be set off every day from today until January 15th. Those who live close to the imperial city can see them every night.
The banquet ended after the fireworks. Princess Chen Yanwen and the others were kept in the palace by the emperor. Everyone else had left the palace. It was almost midnight when Wang Yu got home. He drank some wine at the banquet, washed up, and then lay down on the bed.
Cheng Chen was half asleep and half awake. She rolled over into Wang Yu's arms and muttered, "My husband is back."
Wang Yu held him and adjusted him to a comfortable position. "Well, you're back. Go to sleep."
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