Chapter 1228 Gift

In Zhou Mansion, Xue Han still lives in her mother's house these days. When she went to the Duke's Mansion, she didn't have a concubine to attract the attention of the Empress and the Emperor. If many people had not just died in the palace, the Emperor and the Empress would definitely have taken the concubine into the palace.

It has been three days, and Xue Han has completely accepted her sudden leap into becoming the prince's consort. These days, she can only avoid invitations by staying at her parents' home.

Xue Han looked towards the imperial palace. Her husband had returned to Beijing today and should have entered the palace by now.

At this time, Shui Pozi came over and said, "The palace lady is here. Please come in with the young lady."

Xue Han was surprised, "Not the prince, no, forget it."

For a moment, I didn't know how to address Rongchuan.

The water woman understood, "He didn't come back."

Xue Han stood up. If it wasn't for her husband's message that she and her concubine should go to the palace together, Xue Han was anxious. "I will go change my clothes now."

When Zhulan came over, the girl had already packed up her things.

Xue Han saw her mother and asked, "Mom, why did you let Linxi and I enter the palace now?"

Zhu Lan said quietly, "Do you think Rong Chuan has difficulty moving?"

Xue Han, "Hmm?"

Zhulan told Xuehan something that the girl didn't know. After a moment of silence, Xuehan said, "He deserves to be beaten."

Zhulan looked at the fingertips of the lady. Although women in this dynasty were not allowed to grow long nails, they would still trim them for the sake of beauty.

Xue Han reached out and touched the manicure tools, raised her hand and looked at her nails, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

Zhulan smiled, pretending not to notice and teasing her granddaughter who was already dressed.

In the palace, Rongchuan had moved to an empty hall. This hall had always been empty. When Rongchuan heard his mother say, he was stunned, "It doesn't look like this place has always been empty."

The Queen touched the furnishings in the palace and explained, "Your mother, I know you were replaced, and the palace I chose for you has been vacant ever since. Zhang Jinghong has never lived here. The furnishings here were chosen by your father and I before you were born, but it has been constantly renovated over the years and no longer looks the same as it did when it was first created."

The windows of the temple are now replaced with glass, the furniture has been replaced with popular ones, the floor is paved with wood floors and carpets, and the entire temple is designed to be very warm.

Rong Chuan was speechless for a moment, and after a few breaths, he said, "My son likes it very much."

The Queen smiled brightly. After all these years, today was the most comfortable day for her. As if she had just become a mother, she took out the birthday gifts she had prepared. "They are both double, one for me and one for your father. We just hid them all, and today we are bringing them to light again."

Rong Chuan's eyes were red, "Did you prepare this with your father?"

The Queen looked at the gift prepared by the Emperor with a smile in her eyes, "No, I have always prepared it myself. I didn't know that the Emperor had prepared it alone. We used to have a deep gap."

Rong Chuan's voice was a little hoarse, "Mother, I am sorry for making you worry all these years."

The queen smiled and said, "It's all worth it. You will stay in the palace for a few days. The Ministry of Rites has already prepared the sacrifices for your return to the royal family. Your prince's dress is not yet finished, so you have to wait for a while."

Now everyone is rushing to make the dragon robe. The youngest son's prince's clothes are being made together with the dragon robe, so the speed is much slower than before.

In the Zheng Palace, the Crown Prince looked towards his father from time to time with a sad gaze. His ears were red. It had been so many years, and his mother had actually hit him. His ears were so painful from the pinching by his mother.

The emperor didn't feel guilty at all, "Do you have any complaints?"

The prince was shocked, "No, my son didn't."

"I thought you had complaints!"

The prince smiled, "No, my son is very happy."

The emperor snorted, and the prince smiled nicely. Then he continued to look down at the book. Seeing that the prince was still laughing, he asked, "Why don't you continue to handle government affairs?"

Prince, "......."

Looking at the folded paper on the table, the prince took a deep breath. He never felt that he had too much official work before, but when he looked at his father's desk, there were seasonal fruits on it, cold tea at hand, and travel notes in his hand. When he saw something happy, he would say something good.

The contrast is quite strong!

After leaving the government office in the afternoon, Zhou Shuren and his second son arrived home together. When Changyi saw his father, he hurried forward and said, "Dad, Rongchuan returned to Beijing today, and the envoys of the embassy blocked the Ministry of Rites. I heard from Lord Wang that Rongchuan brought back a lot of foreigners."

Zhou Shuren was surprised, "Why did they arrest foreigners?"

Zhou Shuren really didn't know all this, mainly because he was too busy. In recent days, the Ministry of Revenue had been so busy that one person had to do the work of three people. When he entered the palace, he was busy reporting. In fact, there had been no morning court session since the last palace coup.

Chang Yi heard this and asked, "You don't know what's going on?"

"Your father is too busy, how much do you know?"

Chang Yi shook his head, "I don't know much. I used to be in the embassy, ​​but a few days ago, I was transferred back to the Ministry of Rites because of the palace coup. I'm not in the embassy anymore, so I don't have much information. I know what Lord Wang told me. Lord Wang looks like it's very serious."

Chang Yi paused and continued, "Yes, in a few days, the princes from various countries will arrive. The Ministry of Rites attaches great importance to this matter."

Zhou Shuren stroked his beard and thought about the harmful ointment obtained by the Zhang family. It should have been obtained from foreigners. Since the imperial court banned the ointment, smuggling has continued. Even if there is a heavy punishment, the foreigners will not give up because of the profit trend.

Think about the modern times. Modern technology is very advanced, and the control is very strict, but it has not been completely eliminated.

Zhou Shuren, "Rongchuan is the fifth prince, the emperor's biological son, and the prince's biological brother."

No matter how big the problem is, Rongchuan will always have someone to take responsibility for it.

Changyi burst out laughing and said, "Yes, Rongchuan is the prince."

Not long after Zhou Shuren changed into his official uniform, the guards from the palace came to inform him that there would be a morning court session the next day.

Zhou Shuren knew what was going on. "It must be because of the foreigners Rongchuan brought back."

Zhulan, "I'm worried about Rongchuan. I don't know how badly he's injured."

Zhou Shuren sneered, "There is also the Queen in the palace. You should know that not only the Emperor is concerned about Rongchuan who has not returned, but the Queen is also concerned. The Queen knew it as soon as Rongchuan entered the palace. Even if Rongchuan was beaten, he would not have suffered many hits, and the injury would not be serious."

Zhulan, "Look at me, I forgot about the queen."

The main reason is that the Queen is too quiet.

Zhou Shuren saw that his wife was tired, "You have worked hard these days."

Zhulan is indeed tired. There are constant people visiting her every day. Even with the help of her daughters-in-law, she is still busy. "I am not as tired as you. Look at the wrinkles on your face in the past few days."

Zhou Shuren, "!!"

This is the disadvantage of being thin. The older my daughter-in-law gets, the fatter she gets. A chubby old lady would have fewer wrinkles on her face. But he is different. The wrinkles on his face are particularly obvious.

Zhou Shuren sat in front of his daughter-in-law's mirror. He was grateful for the improvement of glass technology. The mirrors made by the court were not bad. He looked at his face carefully and said, "Make more meat dishes tomorrow. I also want to make up for it."

He just doesn't believe it, he can't gain weight.

Zhulan was so lazy that she rolled her eyes. "You think being fat is good? The doctor told me to lose weight, saying that being too fat is not good."

She now insists on walking a circle every day, but she still can't control her gradually gaining weight. She is so jealous of Zhou Shuren's figure.