Shen Mingyue nodded: "Yes, I understand."
"What are you talking about?"
The emperor walked in quickly, his eyes full of fatigue.
As usual, he bowed to the Queen Mother and said, "I am late, please forgive me, Queen Mother."
"What's wrong with being delayed due to state affairs? Now you can finally take a break. Come sit down and drink some hot soup." The Queen Mother said with a smile.
“Hey.”
The emperor responded, glanced around, walked straight towards Shen Mingyue, and helped Shen Mingyue sit down.
The movements were very natural and smooth, obviously not the first time he had done this.
The Queen Mother chuckled softly and said jokingly, "You two have truly shown me a harmonious marriage."
Shen Mingyue opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.
"This is the life I have always dreamed of."
The emperor sat next to Shen Mingyue, picked up Shen Mingyue's cup, poured a glass of water, and drank it all.
Lu Hongxuan, who had been eating silently, put down his chopsticks and stood up.
He bowed solemnly to the Empress Dowager. "The Tao Te Ching says that a loving father brings peace to the mother, a peaceful mother brings peace to the son, a peaceful son brings harmony to the family, and a harmonious family brings prosperity. Now that my father and mother are deeply in love, my grandmother is in good health, and my brothers and sisters are all well-behaved and lovely, I, your grandson, feel that there is no greater happiness in the world than this."
The Queen Mother smiled and nodded, her eyes full of admiration. "I, too, feel so blessed. Come, let's raise our glasses and celebrate. May everything go well in the new year."
So everyone raised their glasses and drank together.
After three rounds of drinks, it is the children's favorite part.
As in previous years, the Empress Dowager prepared a set of exquisitely embroidered clothes for each prince and princess, and the Emperor also prepared the best writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone for each prince and princess.
Mo Yunchi looked at the new clothes and the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him and fell into deep thought.
This time last year, he was still barbecuing and drinking with his parents, but this year he was alone in a foreign country...
I don't know when Daddy will be able to bring Mom back...
"Master, don't worry."
Seeing Mo Yunchi's melancholy face, Lu Hongxuan'an quickly leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Father gave us so many pens, inkstones, and paper because he wanted us to write well. But you're not a prince, so he won't be too strict with you. If you really don't want to write, I can help you."
"Huh?" Mo Yunchi was confused and asked subconsciously, "How can you help me?"
Lu Hongxuan glanced around and lowered his voice again, explaining: "I just imitated your handwriting to help you write. Don't worry, I'm very reliable."
“…”
Mo Yunchi was speechless, so he simply lowered his head and continued eating the dish in front of him.
"Master, this is delicious! And this, try it!"
Lu Hongxuan didn't feel embarrassed at all. He picked up the chopsticks and filled Mo Yunchi's bowl in a few seconds.
So, Mo Yunchi was even more speechless.
Perhaps because of her age, the Queen Mother was not in a very good mood. After finishing her meal, she stood up to leave.
The emperor wanted to stand up and see her off, but the empress dowager raised her hand to stop him: "It's only a few steps away. Wanshuang can accompany me. You should stay with the imperial concubine."
The emperor said, "Speaking of which, I have to accompany the imperial concubine back to the Chen Mansion tomorrow. The barbarians in the Northern Wilderness are restless, and Jia Yan and Jia Rui will go to the battlefield the day after tomorrow. The imperial concubine should go back and reunite with them."
The Queen Mother paused. "Shen Jiayan is going to war again. If he returns safely, that would be great. But if anything goes wrong, what will Qing Yuan do?"
At the same time, Shen Mingyue felt mixed emotions.
The children of the Shen family have always been brave and responsible.
Going to war for the country is a mission, and dying on the battlefield is a fate that has long been expected.
Both her father and her brother had long since become indifferent to life and death.
She was not the one fighting on the battlefield, but the feeling of waiting anxiously for his return was even more unbearable.
She used to wait for her father in the Shen Mansion, and later she waited for her brother in the palace.
Originally, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but her father and brother were fighting on the battlefield, and she couldn't help them at all. She could only recite scriptures, pray, and copy scriptures, begging for God's blessing.
Regardless of whether it is useful or not, there is always something to rely on.
[Going on an expedition? A war? Calculating this, it seems this is the Northern Wilderness Apocalypse melee mentioned in the book? Empress Chu Yan showing off her prowess?]
In the original story, the Marquis of Anding volunteered to seize the grain and fodder escort. He also colluded with bandits to withhold the grain and fodder. Later, border resources became scarce, and the soldiers suffered greatly.
[Now that Marquis Anding has long since died, the plot should have changed, right?]
【Speaking of something as important as transporting grain, the tyrant should have made careful arrangements...right?】
Su Qiqi pondered for a while, then looked up at the emperor, her eyes full of suspicion.
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