Zhao Changqing was kicked out.
He Youyou touched her slightly swollen lips...
Love is harmful to your health.
The next morning, when they went to breakfast, Cheng Tingrui stared at her lips for a long time.
I wonder what he can see.
He Youyou didn't mind at all; she ate, drank, and laughed as usual.
Let's pretend nothing happened.
Before the meal was even finished, there were footsteps outside the hall.
"Auntie—"
It's Zhao Wenqi.
He Youyou looked at the little one who had jumped into her arms: "Wenqi? Why are you here so early? Have you eaten?"
Zhao Wenqi hugged her waist and shook his head.
He didn't care whether he ate or not.
Yesterday, I clung to the Fourth Prince and wouldn't let go, but he tricked me and made me fall asleep.
I woke up to find that a whole night had passed.
Remembering what happened yesterday, Zhao Wenqi didn't waste a moment; he dressed and ran out of the palace.
"Auntie, it's so good that you're still here."
He Youyou had no idea what was wrong with him, that he had suddenly said something like that out of the blue.
"Wenqi, why do you say that?"
"Auntie, no one can separate us."
"Okay, okay, let's eat." He Youyou took a bowl and chopsticks from the table and placed them in front of him.
Zhao Wenqi held her clothes with one hand and drank porridge with the other.
After finally finishing a meal, the noise outside started up again.
A messenger arrived from the palace, conveying the Emperor's decree that He Youyou, the mother of Han Wenzheng, a fifth-rank Grand Secretary of the Wenyuan Pavilion, be summoned to the palace for the investiture ceremony.
He Youyou didn't think anything of it, but Ali and Cheng Tingrui were taken aback.
The conferment ceremony for a fifth-rank imperial consort was arranged by the Ministry of Personnel according to regulations, and the emperor did not participate.
Why do I have to go to the palace again this time?
Zhao Wenqi was very enthusiastic when he heard that he was going to the palace.
He took He Youyou's hand and walked outside.
"Auntie, come on, let's go to my house."
He Youyou dressed herself up and boarded a carriage to enter the palace.
This wasn't her first time in the palace; this time, she followed the Second Prince, getting off the carriage and then onto a palanquin.
They entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
Above the steps, there are bronze statues of auspicious cranes and reliefs of coiled dragons, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.
Emperor Zhao Changheng sat on the dragon throne and personally presided over the conferment of imperial edicts upon her.
After bestowing the imperial edict, Emperor Zhao Changheng said with a smile, "Madam Han, we are old acquaintances, so there's no need to be so formal."
When has He Youyou ever been reserved?
She gracefully bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Crown Prince Zhao Wenyi accompanied them on this trip.
"Auntie, congratulations."
He Youyou resisted the urge to pat the prince's head and nodded with a smile.
"Since you've come all this way, keep me company and have a chat."
The emperor was in high spirits and led He Youyou to sit in the imperial study.
Two little tails followed along, bouncing.
Upon arriving at the Imperial Study, Zhao Changheng turned around and exclaimed in surprise!
The two princes stood on the left and right, representing the Azure Dragon on the left and the White Tiger on the right. He Youyou, a fifth-rank imperial consort, had an even grander entourage than herself.
"Please take a seat!"
Of those who entered the imperial study, only a few were granted a seat.
When officials come in for discussions, unless they are very old and highly respected senior officials, they usually stand while answering questions.
The eunuchs serving in the imperial study hurriedly brought over chairs.
He Youyou calmly sat down in the chair, and Zhao Wenqi crawled onto her lap and sat down as well.
Zhao Changheng was too ashamed to look.
My second son is almost as big as a person.
"Auntie, you can use my hand warmer."
Zhao Wenyi presented his personal hand warmer to He Youyou.
Zhao Changheng suddenly sensed something was wrong.
Needless to say, the fourth brother has been clamoring to return to the Han family for a long time; his heart is already with them.
These two in front of me, my own children, look like they could be kidnapped at any moment.
He's neither blind nor stupid.
After considering the matter for a moment, he immediately realized that he had to hold onto He Youyou tightly.
If you let go, your entire family will be reduced by half.
Zhao Changheng talked about children's education and the recent new policies, humbly listening to He Youyou's opinions.
The crown prince would occasionally chime in with his own opinions.
They chatted enthusiastically about family matters, national affairs, and world events.
As the conversation reached noon, Zhao Changheng glanced at the sky and said, "Let's stay in the palace for a family feast today."
Upon hearing this, the eunuch Sixi exclaimed, "A family banquet?!"
They immediately sprang into action, instructing the imperial kitchen to prepare well, as the emperor was to host a banquet.
The imperial kitchen had just finished preparing the meal when King Zhao Changqing of Yue arrived right on time.
As soon as he entered the room, Zhao Wenqi, who was in He Youyou's arms, immediately jumped down, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, and firmly shielded He Youyou behind him.
Zhao Changqing didn't even look at him.
His eyes were fixed on He Youyou.
Like the winter wind, it swirled and swept across her eyebrows and the barely suppressed smile at the corner of her mouth.
Why didn't you invite me to your banquet, Your Majesty?
Zhao Changheng couldn't stand his brother's useless attitude.
Tsk tsk tsk.
"Who knew you'd be going to the palace today? I've never seen you come to the palace so often before."
"Since Youyou is here, how could I not come?"
Zhao Changheng pretended not to understand: "That's not necessary. You go ahead and do your thing. I have something to talk to Madam Han about."
"My elder brother is biased."
"..."
Who is really being biased?
Zhao Changqing walked to He Youyou's side and was about to sit down when suddenly a person appeared between them.
"Fourth Imperial Uncle, you can't sit next to Auntie."
Zhao Changqing felt a headache coming on whenever he saw Zhao Wenqi.
Why are naughty kids so annoying?
He gave He Youyou a pleading look, but she pretended not to see it.
Zhao Wenqi was very wary of him, staying close to He Youyou for the entire meal, not giving him any opportunity to take advantage.
After dinner, Zhao Wenqi wanted to take He Youyou to play in the Imperial Garden.
He puffed out his chest and said to Zhao Changqing, "Fourth Imperial Uncle, you should go back now. I want to take my aunt to play in the palace."
Zhao Changqing didn't say anything, but gave her a deep look.
After a stick of incense had burned, He Youyou took Zhao Wenqi for a stroll in the Imperial Garden.
It was the dead of winter, and there was nothing particularly beautiful or vibrant about the place.
Only the winter plum blossoms, blooming in the dead of winter, remain proud and aloof.
Zhao Wenqi, that mischievous kid, naturally had no interest in appreciating flowers and plants.
Once inside the park, everyone was climbing up and down, playing hide-and-seek.
He Youyou hid behind the artificial hill, waiting for him to come and find her.
But then they heard Zhao Wenqi's footsteps running into the distance.
He Youyou was puzzled and was about to go out and call him back when she suddenly felt someone grab her from behind.
She fell backward and into a broad, warm embrace.
A hot breath immediately brushed against his ear: "How could you be so careless?"
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