When Murong Jiu returned to the banquet, Dongfang Yi looked her up and down with a look of longing, and after making sure that she was indeed fine, he smiled and gently held her hand, and poured a glass of juice and handed it to her mouth with a look of relief and satisfaction.

"Thirsty, this is the fresh juice that has just been brought from a variety of fresh fruits, try it." Murong Jiu happily opened her mouth to take a sip, and the sweet taste made her swallow it and then take a big sip, and her originally somewhat irritated mood immediately relaxed.

Is it because of the meticulousness of the beloved man, or the sweetness of the glass of juice, which makes the boring heart instantly tranquil, what kind of power is that?

Perhaps, both. If you want to study it carefully, it may take some energy, and Murong Jiu, who is too lazy to use his brain, will not think about it. She will only remember that she once drank a glass of extremely delicious juice from Dongfang Yi's hands, and that taste, that feeling, made her unforgettable for the rest of her life.

Love is not necessarily vigorous, but it touches people's hearts like a beautiful poem.

At this time, Murong Jiu warmed his heart and melted into a pool of water because of Dongfang Yi's seemingly insignificant small actions.

Happiness is prosaic, but it is also reflected in the details. This kind of happiness is always the most gripping and eye-catching. Looking at such beauty, some people are envious and moved, some people are jealous and resentful, and some people ...... But it hurts heartbreakingly.

"Bang." The sound of a vessel that was not too big or small to knock down attracted everyone's attention, and it was Dongfang Yu'er who accidentally knocked over a wine glass. She nodded slightly to the people who cast her eyes with a stiff smile, and then leaned back slightly, and let the palace maid clean up the table and put the wine glass again.

Seeing Dongfang Yi and Murong Jiu showing affection as if no one was around, and seeing Dongfang Yu'er accidentally knocking over the wine glass with a 'black face', everyone's attention couldn't help but be cast into the inside story they thought they were peeking into, and no one noticed a woman sitting in the corner with an inconspicuous hanging, let alone her clenched hand under the table, and the bright red blood in her palm ran down her palm like that, and the lines that protruded because of the clenching slowly dripped to the ground. But she sat there quietly, quietly, as if she were unconscious, listening to the subtle chattering around her, like a statue.

After the luncheon, the officials retreated, but the emperor left the princes and princesses to reunite, the reason is that this Dragon Boat Festival is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the family takes the opportunity to contact more feelings.

The princes and princesses who didn't know the reason were surprised by this, and they couldn't help but speculate about Dongfang Xiao's thoughts, could this move be related to the vacant position of the crown prince?

Dongfang Yi and Murong Jiu, who were outside the matter, couldn't help but feel strange about this.

The suspicion that this move will attract is expected as Dongfang Xiao. But he knew that this would be the case, but he still did it, the reason was of course not as good as the princes' guesses, he was just impressed by the ordinariness of the meal in Murong Mansion that day, and he wanted to try the feeling of being together as a family again.

After giving the edict, Dongfang Xiao went back to the imperial study to approve the recital, leaving the princes and princesses to the queen to preside. Suddenly, the queen was not mentally prepared, but she also organized everyone to enjoy tea and tour the lake together.

However, after half a cup of tea, the queen returned to the palace on the grounds that she would not disturb the elegance of the young man. Yes, after the queen left, the princes and princesses went boating on the lake in groups of three or two, although they were not very enthusiastic, but they were all happy.

Only Dongfang Yi and Murong Jiu were indifferent to rafting, and finally they were led by the old seven and eight to sit in the lake pavilion, listening to them singing double reeds and talking non-stop.

Dongfang Yi changed his previous style of indifferent and ignored them, although he still didn't respond to them much, but at least occasionally he could still see him smile a little. Therefore, the old seven and eight are even more hard-working.

I don't know if Dongfang Yi is really listening carefully, anyway, Murong Jiu is one ear in and one ear out. At the end of the day, I have to say that she was really tired, leaning on the table with her hands on her head and already dozing drowsily, and the voice of the old man was like her lullaby at this time.

"Hmm......" Murong Jiu felt that his body was light, opened a line in confusion, looked at the handsome face in front of him in a haze, pulled a reassuring smile and leaned on the person's shoulder, and slept comfortably.

"Hehe......" Dongfang Yi looked at Murong Jiu's dependence, chuckled happily, and ignored the stunned old seven and eight in the face of the sudden situation, and carried Murong Jiu to the palace where he lived in front of the Feng Mansion.

"Tut-tut......" Lao Qi stared at the figures superimposed in the distance, and sighed.

"......" Lao Ba glanced at Lao Qi, and said stupidly: "Don't be envious, you can marry a princess too." ”

"......" Hearing this, Lao Qi seemed to have swallowed something unclean, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed when he pointed at Lao Ba, and said with a red face: "You, you, you...... How, no, marry yourself! ”

Lao Qi held back such a sentence for a long time, and when Lao Ba was stunned and almost laughed, he suddenly said slyly: "What, Lao Ba, you want to get married, why don't you urge me?" Don't worry, you can marry first, I don't mind! ”

After speaking, the smile of the eighth child froze on his face for a moment, and with a bad smile, he strode towards the direction where Dongfang Yi left.

"Huh." The old eight snorted amusefully, shook his head helplessly, and walked away.

The news that Dongfang Yi was holding Murong Jiu back to the palace was sent to Dongfang Xiao's ears not long after they returned to the palace. Because Murong Jiu was pregnant, yes, and when Dongfang Xiao heard the news, his first reaction was that Murong Jiu had discovered something unexpected, so he was so anxious that he hurried over regardless of the detailed questioning.

When he arrived, he only saw the old seven and eight sitting in the flower hall at a loss, and he was immediately anxious, and he pulled them and asked: "How is Jiu'er, has the imperial doctor been declared?" ”

“……？” For the sudden arrival of Dongfang Xiao, as well as his inexplicable words, the old seven and eight who were still bored on the chair before were all a little confused by the question, glanced at each other, and asked stupidly: "Why Xuan Imperial Doctor?" ”

"......" Dongfang Xiao couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the reaction of the two, and was about to open his mouth to ask, when a deliberately suppressed voice came from behind the curtain: "Jiu'er is just tired and asleep, and it's not a big deal." ”

When the three of them heard the reputation, they came out of Dongfang Yi who heard their conversation and came out of the inner room. He walked slowly into the flower hall, and although there was no smile on his face, he was still gentle.

When Dongfang Xiao heard this, he instantly understood that he was anxious and misunderstood, and his anxious mood at the moment relaxed, smiled and nodded, and strode up to the main seat and sat down.