The emperor subconsciously looked at Shen Mingyue.
When their eyes met, they seemed to understand each other's meaning. They both seemed to want to say something, but they seemed to be hesitant.
After thinking for a moment, the emperor advised gently, "Assign more of those trivial and messy tasks to the servants. Now that you are pregnant, you should rest well and don't worry too much."
Shen Mingyue was a little worried and in no mood to exchange pleasantries with him. "Everyone attending the year-end palace banquet is precious and precious. We must not allow any mistakes. I think we should send more guards over just in case."
The emperor nodded: "Well, I will make my own arrangements for this."
Although he personally dealt with Prince Gong's faction, it was inevitable that some would slip through the net...
It's always better to be more cautious.
//
At the end of the year, the warm sun shines brightly, the ice and snow melt, and the winter plum blossoms are in full bloom.
The palace banquet means family reunion and bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new.
On the afternoon of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, from the emperor and the empress dowager to the princes and princesses, and the concubines...
Everyone attended the event in their best attire, bringing carefully prepared New Year gifts.
Inside the Fuyao Pavilion, there was singing and dancing.
Sitting on the main throne, the emperor in a dragon robe held Su Qiqi in his arms and played with her using a delicate and small jade-handled rattle.
Su Qiqi yawned helplessly:
Rattle, rattle, rattle again. Alas!
[It's so tiring to coax adults. I don't want to act anymore! What should I do? I really want to escape. I really want to eat meat...]
The emperor was slightly stunned.
How could I forget that this little guy is not an ordinary child.
It's really hard for her.
"Be patient and wait. I've asked someone to make you a special fish and yam soup. It will be delivered shortly."
The emperor said this softly, put down the rattle in his hand, held Su Qiqi in one hand, and took a crystal clear and attractive grape from the plate on the table with the other hand.
The peeled grapes were juicy. Su Qiqi couldn't wait and smacked the grapes in her hands.
The little guy seemed very happy, shaking his head.
The emperor couldn't help but smile when he saw this, with tenderness in his eyes.
"As soon as I entered the palace, I saw my royal brother holding Qiqi tightly and refusing to let go. Look, he's almost forgotten about me!"
Lu Qingyuan said that, but there was no trace of dissatisfaction on her face.
The emperor jokingly said, "It's obvious that you've forgotten me now that you have Jiayan. I see the purse Jiayan wears around her waist is very novel and beautiful, but you haven't embroidered one for me."
Shen Jiayan subconsciously touched the purse at his waist, his heart filled with sweetness and his face full of happiness.
Seeing this, the Queen Mother smiled and said, "You two are so sweet and intimate, it really makes everyone envious. I just wonder when I will be able to hold my grandson in my arms."
"Mother..."
Lu Qingyuan felt a little embarrassed, and her voice became much quieter. There was even a hint of anger in her tone: "Things like this always take their course. There's no need to rush."
The Queen Mother complained, "Offspring are related to inheritance and hope. How can I not be anxious?"
It’s not that she has to urge it, but the border is turbulent, and she is afraid that it won’t be long before Shen Jiayan will have to lead the troops to war.
No one can predict what happens on the battlefield.
She knew Qing Yuan's temperament best.
If anything happened to Shen Jiayan, Qing Yuan would be unable to hold on. But if she had a child, she would have more worries...
Thinking of those things, the Queen Mother was filled with melancholy.
"The Queen Mother is absolutely right. There are three unfilial acts, and not having an heir is the worst. The royal heir is everyone's top priority."
In the hall, a big, bearded man with broad shoulders and a thick waist stood up.
He raised the wine cup in his hand and toasted the Queen Mother. Then he looked at the Emperor:
"I have a niece named Lan Xin, a gentle and quiet girl. She once saw the emperor from afar at Lord Xiao's residence and has been deeply in love with him ever since. Now she has specially choreographed a dance and wants to present it to the emperor."
“…”
The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly.
It's Chinese New Year, and they're trying to force women on him. They're all so bored!
The emperor controlled his temper and said coldly, "Eighth Uncle, I never believe in love at first sight."
[Eighth Imperial Uncle? Oh, so he's the late emperor's brother? That troublemaker, the Eighth Prince?]
[I remember the original plot mentioned that Prince Gong had a pretty good relationship with both the Emperor and the Princess. Originally, Prince Gong wouldn't have rebelled, but the Eighth Prince was trying to sow discord between them.]
[In the original plot, the Eighth Prince did give the Emperor a beautiful woman, and for a while the Emperor was completely captivated by her... but logically, these events should have taken place a few years later.]
Is this a domino effect? Did the previous plot change, so some of the later plots are brought forward?
Su Qiqi muttered to herself, carefully recalling the plot.
The emperor had a dark face: OK, so that's how it is!
"Your Majesty, your niece is devoted and devoted. In her quest to perform the most beautiful dance, she has fallen countless times and suffered numerous injuries. But she has never complained, let alone thought of giving up. So, please give her a chance to perform."
The Eighth Prince spoke sincerely, and seemed to be trying to compromise.
Whenever the emperor said no, it seemed like he was bullying and betraying him.
Su Qiqi couldn't help it and rolled her eyes:
[Tsk, just make it up! What a bullshit niece! You obviously trained her specifically to seduce the emperor and get him to do your bidding!]
[Besides, if she got injured while dancing, that's her own business. The emperor didn't order her to do it! Stop using moral blackmail here.]
[Now that Bai Yueguang is still here, don't bring up fakes! Lu Liyuan doesn't do stand-in literature! Lu Liyuan only loves Shen Mingyue!]
Su Qiqi screamed wildly in her heart.
The emperor patted her on the back and said, "Be good, don't get excited."
[First, I'm not excited, I'm angry! ]
[Secondly, Godfather, don't trust that old bastard of the Eighth Prince! He's full of evil intentions!]
[Third, that Lan Xin isn't a good person either. If she enters the harem, you won't have peace!]
It was a long string of words that Su Qiqi couldn't express clearly.
She could only babble, yell angrily, and even started drooling again.
Su Qiqi was extremely anxious, fearing that the emperor wouldn't understand her warning. She simply frowned, pointed at the Eighth Prince, and shouted sharply, "Bad!"
The Eighth Prince: “!”
Shen Mingyue: “…”
emperor:"..."
For a moment, everyone stared at Su Qiqi in a daze.
"Children are always startled when they are just learning to speak. Please don't be surprised, Your Highness."
Shen Mingyue explained with a smile to lighten the atmosphere.
The Queen Mother cleared her throat and said, "Never mind. I'd really like to see the dance that Miss Lan Xin has carefully prepared."
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