The Emperor and Empress chatted for a long time in the Emperor's bedchamber before emerging, and no one knows what they talked about. All that is known is that the Emperor and Empress held hands during the imperial banquet today, a rare occurrence, appearing exceptionally affectionate and harmonious.
Even Consort Yin, who has recently enjoyed exclusive favor in the harem, was somewhat puzzled by this.
Could it be that the female knight-errant also gave the Empress that kind of medicine?
At this moment, someone from the Empress Dowager's palace came to report that the Empress Dowager's leg ailment had flared up again and she couldn't come over, telling everyone to just enjoy themselves.
The emperor then delivered a long speech of high-sounding rhetoric, set up a song and dance performance, and told everyone to eat, drink, listen to the songs, and enjoy the dances.
Ji Fengyao had anticipated that the Empress Dowager's leg ailment would prevent her from having a good New Year.
But why didn't the emperor suffer from headaches?
She clearly gave the emperor acupuncture that night; judging by the timing, the emperor should have had a splitting headache the night before.
Why is he still so energetic today, as if nothing happened?
"How strange..." Ji Fengyao muttered to herself as she ate a small red fruit while secretly glancing at Shang Xiche.
Shang Xiye was sitting close to her and naturally heard it. He asked telepathically, "What's wrong? What's strange?"
"There's something strange about His Majesty," Ji Fengyao replied telepathically.
Upon hearing this, Shang Xiye glanced discreetly at Shang Xiche, who was seated in the main seat.
The Ninth Prince's seat was not far from the main throne, and he could even clearly see the wrinkles on Shang Xiche's face from smiling.
However, Shang Xiye did not find anything amiss with Shang Xiche.
He couldn't help but lower his head and whisper to the little bandit girl, "What's strange about the Emperor?"
“I just couldn’t figure it out, that’s why it’s so strange.” Ji Fengyao took another bite of the small red fruit with a “crunch” sound.
Shang Xiye: "..."
If you weren't my little wife, I would have dragged you out and beaten you to death long ago for spouting such nonsense!
At this moment, Shang Chuyue, who was sitting at the end of the table, was extremely restless.
The seat diagonally opposite her was occupied by the Third Prince, Shang Beiyu.
Because it was a rather grand imperial banquet, Shang Beiyu wore a beige robe embroidered with light gold cloud patterns, symbolizing his status as a prince.
The off-white and light gold colors complemented each other, making his skin appear even more like jade and his features as exquisite as a painting, as if a goddess from heaven had descended to earth and mistakenly dressed in men's clothing.
He sits there quietly, and he is like a masterpiece, a flawless painting.
Such a wonderful person.
As the younger sister, Shang Chuyue felt increasingly reluctant to ruin him, but the occasional glances from the Empress on the throne made her feel immense pressure and powerless to resist.
At this moment, Aunt Sun slowly walked into the hall.
She gracefully bowed to the Emperor and Empress, then walked directly to Shang Xiye's side and whispered, "Ninth Prince, the Empress Dowager requests your presence."
Shang Xiye raised his eyebrows slightly and reached out to Ji Fengyao beside him.
But then Aunt Sun said, "Ninth Prince, the Empress Dowager said that she has the last words of Lord Sun that she wants to tell only to you, Ninth Prince, and it may be inconvenient if there are others around."
If it were someone else's business, Shang Xiye really wouldn't bother to get involved.
But since it concerned the Sun family, especially the last words of Old Master Sun, he truly had no choice but to listen.
"Your Highness, it's alright, you can go now." Ji Fengyao knew he was worried about her, and she also knew that the Sun family's affairs were related to his future cultivation. She held his hand and told him to go without worry.
Shang Xiye pondered for a moment, then said, "Then I'll go and come back quickly. You should stay in crowded places and not wander around."
Finally, he whispered, "I'll have Wu Shang and the others follow you."
"Hmm," Ji Fengyao nodded in agreement. She didn't have any acquaintances or friends in this deep palace, and there wasn't much else to do.
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