Chu Zhaohui wanted to reach out and hug the five princes, but he was already dragging his floor-length skirt and preparing to get up, Meng Zhaoyi obviously didn't want to give this face, so he directly ordered the nurse to hold the five princes and retreat back. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Murong Wei looked at her aunt's embarrassed face, and naturally secretly distressed. Su Duhan harmed others first, and he couldn't blame Meng Zhaoyi for being unreasonable. She just raised her glass low and smiled at Chu Zhaohui: "Auntie's dress looks good today, what kind of embroidery is that wide-sided? ”

The niece relieved herself, Chu Zhaohui's hot shame on her face was well concealed, she stretched out her wide placket, and explained: "This is the wealth of Yutang, which corresponds to the atmosphere of today's festival. By the way, he hooked his hand and motioned for Mingzhu to return behind him.

In the past, if you didn't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, wherever Mingzhu went, someone would give her three points of thin noodles, but today she was given faceless by Meng Zhaoyi in person. Mingzhu held the ungiven gift and bowed his head and retreated behind Chu Zhaohui.

The queen mother looked at it in her eyes and knew that these two Zhaoyi mothers were full of resentment, and they had been wronged before.

At this time, she couldn't stand up for her eldest daughter, so the queen mother only raised her wine glass and smiled at everyone: "Try this wine, it's really sweet." Later in the city, we went to watch the fireworks together at the city gate, and a few firecrackers were also lit in the twilight. In the past, I was sick, and I haven't been so lively for a few years. ”

Bringing the topic to his illness a few years ago, the two Zhaoyi accepted it when they saw it, and they sincerely cared about the old master, and turned to care about the phoenix body of the queen mother. As soon as you say a word, your voice is like a yellow bird in the hollow valley, and the atmosphere is warm up in a blink of an eye.

The queen mother's order, Su Duhan naturally bowed down to respond. left the seat and personally took the cup for the queen mother, and intimately put a bowl of the new jade white jade soup in front of the queen mother.

Seeing Xu and Meng talking and laughing with others, but ignoring himself and his mother, Su Duhan cursed secretly hundreds of times in his heart.

It's not a pity for a slut to die, Concubine Du's life is worthless, but it's a pity that Murong Xuan is still sitting in front of her now, not only that, but there is another unsightly prince in the palace.

Sure enough, one person attained the Tao, and the chicken and dog ascended to heaven. Emperor Chongming picked up the throne in vain, and his identity was immediately different.

In a few days, when he sees Murong Xuan, he will bow his head, and if he sees the concubine in his swaddling clothes in a few years, he will also bow his head. Thinking of his identity as the grandson of the dignified Chu family, but being crushed by the sons of several concubines of Emperor Murong Qing of Chongming, Su Duhan was even more angry.

Chu Zhaohui used to be like the stars holding the moon, how could he have seen such a scene, and he still had nothing to say to the two Zhaoyi mothers in impatience.

The two of them were also polite to her, and if they had any questions, they would also answer respectfully. In addition to this, it is a polite word without saying a word, and anyone can see the undercurrent surging underneath.

Concubine Xin sat at the end, hung her head very low, and only silently took a spoon to stir the white jade soup in front of her, but it was like a fish in her throat, and she couldn't swallow it at all.

Xu Zhaoyi and Meng Zhaoyi didn't talk to her, but only ate with Ah Xuan. Occasionally, he toasted the Empress Dowager and Empress Chu, and also told a few jokes with the Murong Wei sisters.

Murong Hui is now close to Tang Jia'er, she is closer to Xu Zhaoyi, so she told her about studying "Qi Min's Technique" with Tang Jia'er the day before yesterday, and said admiringly: "Zhaoyi Niangniang doesn't know, that girl is amazing, what a lip gloss Lord Song has, she was speechless by Jia'er the day before yesterday. ”

Xu Zhaoyi was not familiar with the courtiers, so she asked with interest: "Which Lord Song is it?"

Murong Hui flattened her mouth, recalling the scene of that day, and she was still a little unsatisfied: "Naturally, it is Lord Song Weiyuan, the deputy envoy of Qintianjian, a hard and smelly stone, which makes Jia'er blush and thick neck when he says a few words." ”

"Shut up", Queen Chu plucked the two jasper hanging bead hairpins on her hair, and gently tapped between Murong Wei's slender fingers: "It's just a vain reading the book of sages, how dare you talk about the courtiers behind your back? Look at what you said? Today on the fifteenth, you can't stop your feet, tomorrow I will copy the "Female Ring" with Tang Jia'er, ten times per person, and hand it over to Aunt Qin before dusk." ”

was taken back to the old mansion of Tangge for a reunion banquet, and now Tongjiaer, who is snuggling up to his grandmother to enjoy the flowers under the moon, probably knows what it is like to lie down with a gun.

Obviously, her body was not cold, but she suddenly shuddered, and two sneezes sounded, so panicked that Mrs. Tang hurriedly took off the cloak on her body, and ordered the girl again and again to hurry up and get a jacket for the girl.

was disturbed by Murong Hui, although the atmosphere in the banquet was relaxed, the intentions of Xu and Meng Zhaoyi were still very obvious, and they ignored the three masters in King An's mansion and regarded them as flowing air.

The faint hostility between the two Zhaoyi Niangniang was all aimed at King An's mansion, thinking about the groundless rumors some time ago, Chu Zhaohui considered it from the perspective of the two, and didn't feel that they were rude, but only felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The son resolutely refused to admit that there was his hand in this matter, and Concubine Du had already been burned to ashes. blamed himself for driving Su Guangfu away in a fit of rage, and maybe that person was the culprit.

It's a pity that he hasn't quarreled with others all his life, and now he is a widow and a guest, seeking peace and quiet, but he has been short-lived and talked about all day long.

Fortunately, there is a fat powder to cover it, otherwise, Chu Zhaohui doesn't know how embarrassing his face should be.

There are brilliant fireworks on the city gate tower, and a grand scene of fire trees and silver flowers is also reflected in the night sky of Shoukang Palace.

Emperor Chongming sent Xuan Shuang to summon the message, and the chief steward greeted everyone one by one with a smile on his face, and then said: "Your Majesty and your lords have climbed the city tower, and you will have fun with the people tonight." Send the servants over and ask, can the masters be interested in going to the city gate tower to have a look?"

The queen mother was very interested, and immediately ordered someone to set up the city tower.

The phoenix drove in front, everyone gathered in twos and threes, a team of palace maids holding crystal lamps opened the way, and the steps passed through the lakeside path of the golden osmanthus fragrance, the falling flowers were sparkling, the lake and the moon reflected each other, and a round of jade plates floated clearly on the water. In the sparkling waves, the shadow of the flower is sparse, and the jade plate is stirred into broken silver.

Su Duhan walked at the end, looking at the figures of Xu and Meng in front of him, there were flames of anger in his eyes, and he couldn't see it by the cover of the moonlight, but the cold gaze was as fast as ice swept over the backs of their long skirts, like whistling feather arrows breaking through the air.

A few slaves and maids are so ignorant of what to do, and now they are just a mere Zhaoyi, so they dare to give their mother and son a look. When he is crowned a concubine and his mother on an equal footing, how can he tolerate others in his eyes?

Especially in a ruthless moment, Chu Zhaohui turned around lightly and beckoned: "Twilight Cold." The mother's face in the moonlight was serene and soft, still similar to the old days.