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Banquet for hundreds of officials and relatives, countless hairpin families and famous nobles have the honor to attend, and the emperor and the royal family share the grand event.

"The emperor has arrived, the queen has arrived, the prince has arrived, Princess An Ning has arrived!"

When the emperor and queen walked into the main hall with the crown prince and Princess An Ning, the sound of kneeling and saluting almost shook the entire sky.

Yang Xi silently looked at the scene of thousands of people kneeling in front of her, and she held the prince's hand.

In the past, when she was young, she was still more introverted and shy, and she didn't like to participate in this kind of occasion, but later when Yang Yu ascended the throne, she would lead her into the temple like this and be bowed down by thousands of people.

After that, she became the queen, and it was even more common for her to receive worship. At least, when she first became queen, that person honored her and never skimped.

Yang Xi turned his face sideways, and Yang Yu quietly grimaced when he saw her looking over. Everyone else knelt, and no one saw his little movement.

Yang Xi's heart softened, and he suddenly forgave Yang Yu for his previous rude behavior. I was cold for a few days, and he was just a teenager who didn't understand anything, so he would just teach him well in the future.

The emperor and queen took their seats and officially opened the banquet.

Yang Xi and Yang Yu sat down on both sides of the emperor's seat, and she was dressed in an intricate and gorgeous dress and was on the upper seat.

The ministers looked at each other, and seemed to have their own thoughts. The last time I saw the little princess, I was just held in my hand by the nurse, right? A young princess behaves moderately, and her indifferent and elegant posture makes people can't help but admire the upbringing in the palace that is different from that of the side.

Yang Xi also knew that his behavior was not quite in line with a child's behavior. I remember that at the last state banquet, she threw a piece of pastry on the face of Prince Zhuang's eldest son, and also plucked Prince Zhuo Rui's beard.

She glanced at the lower head, and under the upper seat, there were several ministers and princes.

Prince Zhuang and King Anqing are impressively listed, Prince Zhuang is relatively fat, but he is in good spirits, and he is in charge of part of the work of the Ministry of Industry. King Anqing is a little sickly and thin, with a kind face, which is somewhat similar to Yang Ziming in his sickness. Prince Zhuo Rui was still fighting on the frontier, so the emperor allowed his eldest son, Yang Bin, to sit there as a sign of honor.

As for the land side, several cabinet ministers such as Zuo Hede sat on the emperor's side, and the patriarch Yuan Minghe also had a seat. Yang Xi glanced at the patriarch, who noticed it and smiled kindly at her, his face was wrinkled.

This old fox.

Yang Xi was noncommittal in his heart. On the surface, she looks kind, but in her heart, she is very guarded, and she is afraid that she will do something that will damage Yuan Lie's reputation.

The more the people of the Yuan family guarded against her, the more unwilling she became.

She didn't see Won Yeol.

Yuan Lie passed the news into the palace that he would stay in the Yuan Mansion until the end of the New Year's Day.

Prince Zhuo Rui's son Yang Bin is three years older than Yang Yu, and he rarely enters the palace to see him because his father is away. But he can speak well and understands people's minds, so he gave Princess An Ning a bloody BMW on her birthday. Yang Xi likes his unruly temperament, and the two are very talkative, and they quickly get together.

Yang Yu glanced at it, and for the first time felt a trace of dissatisfaction with Yang Bin - wasn't this kid very enthusiastic about him before, why didn't he come to please him.

He looked around boredly, his gaze slowly scanning his seat until he landed somewhere.

Liu Zhuo followed the prince's gaze, and as far as he could see, there was a graceful figure on the clan seat.

The county lord of Yiqing was talking to Wan and the eldest princess. The eldest princess Wan and the eldest princess look very much like the first concubine, they both have round faces, bright eyes and bright teeth, and they are very beautiful. She is a clan relative, so she naturally wants to befriend the Anqing Palace, who is in charge of the clan family's mansion.

A little eunuch soon came to their seats and served them a plate of hot crystal shrimp. Wanhe couldn't help but be surprised, this separate dish was a special honor for the people who sat down.

She followed the little eunuch's point, and saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince raise the wine glass in his hand towards them and saluted them from afar.

The eldest princess Wanhe's heart moved, and her eyes fell on the county lord of Yiqing.

Yang Qingxue is wearing an embroidered purple dress today, which is similar to the hundred flower skirt on Yang Xi's body.

Yang Qingxue was also a little surprised, hiding the excitement and doubts in her heart, got up and bowed to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince from afar. She stood up and her face fell just in the bright light, and she bowed to her waist and slender waist, and her clothes dragged to the ground.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince smiled lightly, turned his head to Liu Zhuo and said interestingly, "Do you think she looks like Yang Xi?" Liu Zhuo's heart trembled, and his calves under his knees trembled a little.

As His Royal Highness the Crown Prince grew up, his mind was no longer as easy to control as when he was a child. He still remembered the torture of kneeling on the cold bluestone slab of the East Palace for an hour, and the pain in his leg bones was so painful that he couldn't stand up.

"Yes, the minions feel like that." He replied respectfully.

Yang Yu squinted his eyes in satisfaction, as if he had found a novelty.

Yang Ziming drank light fruit wine cup after glass, and his pale face was slightly flushed. He knew that he was too cold to attend the feast on a cold night, but tonight was very important to him.

On the seat of the clan relatives, although Yang Ziming and King Anjun sat next to each other, they were so cold that they didn't say a word. There were a lot of people who came to toast from King Anjun's side, which made Yang Ziming's side deserted.

In the middle of the day, everyone was already a little smoky.

Qiao Hui frowned, her hand under her wide sleeves trembled slightly, and it took a long time to put the wine glass on the table.

Aunt Lian's expression was grim, she bowed down without moving, and her palm was on the queen's back, and the queen's face was better.

"Bang-" Outside the palace, the palace people began to set off fireworks. The Emperor stood up, picked up the wine, and laughed, "After drinking this cup, let's go out with me to enjoy the fireworks." ”

Everyone got up and served wine: "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!" ”

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

"Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"

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The sound of congratulations resounded in the sky, stimulating people's eardrums and making people's hearts beat faster and faster.

The queen of the world, dressed in a luxurious backdress that is unparalleled in the world, is shrouded in dazzling fireworks luster, and stands on a high seat with the emperor.

Yang Ziming clasped his fingers, lowered his head and saluted, but there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

In this thrilling sound, Qiao Hui's graceful and dignified face cracked for the first time.

The wine glass in her hand couldn't hold it up after all, and it slipped from her fingers.

Yang Xi rushed through the corner gates, and finally came to the front of the Wanshou Palace.

Her long hair was already messy, her complicated dress was stained with slush on the ground, she gasped for air, and the chariot was going too fast for her to catch up.

The Wanshou Palace was brightly lit, the palace people who came and went looked nervous, Yang Xi couldn't see their faces clearly, and there were panicked souls moving under the night.

Until she was held by a pair of hands.