Murong Yue naturally didn't know what to do, his small actions were actually discovered by Concubine Shu, and with Concubine Shu's deep scheming, it was naturally not a problem to find out who the person who appeared on the tree at that time was.

Seeing Murong Yue's arrival, Concubine De was obviously very happy, now she was not very troubled by Beichenlan's affairs, with such a gentle and hearty Murong Yue to accompany her, she naturally seemed very happy, and called to Murong Yue in a soft voice: "Yue'er, come here, this palace has received snow clams from southern Xinjiang today, and the thrush has made snow clam porridge, come and taste it!" ”

As she spoke, Concubine De motioned to the thrush waiting on the side to serve a bowl of snow clam porridge for Murong Yue, and beckoned Murong Yue to sit down beside her with a smile on her face.

"That Yue'er is really a coincidence, this snow clam porridge is not something that can be eaten ordinarily." Murong Yue didn't postpone it, just at Concubine De's suggestion, sat down beside her, took the porridge handed by the thrush, scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, took a bite, and said: "The chef in this palace has good craftsmanship, and a bowl of porridge can also bring out these thousands of flavors!" Yue'er is really envious of her aunt who enjoys such a noble dress and food every day! ”

drank Concubine De's porridge without defense, not because of how much he believed in her, but because, even if Concubine De had a thousand calculations and methods, she would never be able to accurately calculate that she would appear in the Jardine Palace at this moment.

It's not small. "Listen to what Yue'er said about this?" Concubine De glanced at Murong Yue coquettishly, and said to the thrush behind her: "It's like I'm an aunt, how can I be harsh on her, in the past, I asked the thrush to invite you into the palace, you always pushed back, but now it's good, you actually complained to me!" Thrush, go back and wrap Yue'er with a pack of snow clams, and let her go back to eat enough, so as not to say all these sour words. ”

When the thrush heard Concubine De's seemingly reproachful, but in fact she loved it, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile: "Yes, the slave must keep it in mind, so as not to snub the young lady and be punished by the mother when she comes back!" ”15an3。

Seeing this, Murong Yue stuck out his tongue mischievously, the essence in his eyes flashed, and the spoon in his hand gently flicked the snow clam porridge in the bowl, and said as if unintentionally: "I just heard my aunt say that this snow clam came from the southern Xinjiang into the palace?" ”

Concubine De nodded and said: "There is still half a month to the Mid-Autumn Festival, at this time of year, the surrounding countries and dynasties, there will be envoys to our Beichen Dynasty to congratulate, this year the envoys from southern Xinjiang came earlier, this snow clam, is one of their tributes." ”16007845

Murong Yue nodded clearly, this Beichen Dynasty is the same as the World Realm in her previous life, it will be celebrated on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in this Crescent Moon Continent, it is a unique custom, and the Beichen Dynasty is one of the several powerful countries on the Crescent Moon Continent, and it is reasonable for other countries to come to congratulate.

It's just that mentioning this topic is just to pave the way for future topics.

"If Yue'er is not mistaken, then the southern Xinjiang once raised troops to attack our Beichen thirteen years ago, but the most Lu was defeated by his father with an army of 30,000, and even more in the situation of having 50,000 strong soldiers and horses, he was defeated by his father ten cities in a row, and the goal was to guide Kyoto, and finally forced the lord of southern Xinjiang to write a letter of surrender in person, so that the messenger could quickly whip it into the hands of his father, and signed a contract to compensate the five cities of Beichen, and pay tribute every year in the future." Murong Yue slowly told the information he had learned, his face full of admiration and admiration.

"Yue'er is right!" After listening to Murong Yue's words, Concubine De smiled continuously, and in her bright eyes, there was a rippling water, "Brother-in-law, more than ten years ago, was a legend in the military world, an undefeated god of war, I think at the beginning, he used soldiers like a god, strategizing, as long as the war drums of the Murong family sounded, all the generals who were not in service would gather at the place where the war drums sounded within half an hour, discharge the most neat formation, and be on standby at all times." At that time, my brother-in-law was a god, a god who had not been surpassed even after thirteen years! ”

"At that time, my father must be the most attractive man in this world!" Murong Yue listened to Concubine De's description, and her eyes were full of undisguised yearning. Although she is just an agent and has never been in the army, she has heard a lot of bloody military legends and passionate military songs. can make those most unruly soldiers so highly respected and forbidden, what kind of iron-blooded man should her father be?

"Indeed...... Brother-in-law, he ......," Concubine De muttered as if a little dreamy. His gaze was blurred, as if he was caught in the depths of the past.

"Niangniang, the slave maid will serve you a bowl of porridge again!" Thrush's gentle words rang out, interrupting Concubine De's memories.

"Hmm...... What a shame! Concubine De suddenly came back to her senses and looked at Murong Yue with some surprise, but she saw that Murong Yue was drinking porridge with her head down, and she couldn't see half of her expression.

"Yue'er entered the palace today, did she make a special trip to see the palace?" The topic was interrupted by the thrush, and naturally it would not continue, and Concubine De turned to look at Murong Yue with a smile and asked, with a deep meaning in her eyes.

"Naturally, yes!" Murong Yue didn't seem to notice Concubine De's expression, raised her head, but said with a bitter face: "There are more than ten days left before Yue'er's birthday."