The palace hidden in the snow has a different kind of majestic majesty.

Du Yunjin was gently held by Xiao Yu's hand, and walked hand in hand from the East Palace into the front yard of the Longqian Palace. The sharp-eyed chamberlain sang vigorously when he saw the light yellow corner of his robe, and the sharp voice came into the Longqian Hall layer by layer.

Yesterday's wedding belonged to the crown prince and the crown princess, and the venue was also held in the Xuanyuan Palace, which dealt with the affairs of foreign dynasties, but today's audience was a family ceremony to meet his parents and elders, so the address was also set in the sleeping palace of the emperors of the past dynasties - Longqian Palace.

After yesterday's turmoil, Du Yunjin still has lingering palpitations about the emperor's father-in-law who has never been masked, and I don't know what kind of method he will use today to deliberately humiliate Xiao Yu? Thinking of this, she quietly took his hand back, hoping to bring him even a little bit of strength.

He was naturally very clear about her movements, and turned his head to look at her, and saw the worry in her eyes. For many years, how many years in this palace, he had never seen such sincere worries.

The heart, like the sun-lit snow, shows signs of melting.

He smiled faintly at her, still holding her hand, carefully leading her into the seemingly warm Longqian Palace.

They hadn't arrived early, and the emperor was already sitting above, along with some other strangers. Xiao Chen had seen it a long time ago, and Du Yunjin secretly looked at the other people in the hall.

The one wearing a bright yellow dragon robe is understandably the emperor Xiao Feng, he is also handsome, but compared with Xiao Yu, he has a sense of killing that controls the overall situation of life and death all year round. Below him, there was a young man who was only two or three points similar to Xiao Yu, but his charming and gorgeous face had a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, revealing a terrifying sense of oppression. There is no need to guess, Du Yunjin can determine his identity from that face alone, and he must be Xiao Yuli, the son of Concubine Qing.

It is rumored that with the appearance of Concubine Qing, there is no second one in the world who can surpass her. The eyes are like silk, and the half of the face covered by the pearl tassel adds to the romance of wanting to talk. A smile can move people's hearts, and it is no wonder that such a beautiful woman can be favored for decades.

Beside her was another married woman, at first Du Yunjin thought that she was also a harem concubine, but only after careful inspection did she see it. Presumably she is the eldest princess of Roujia of Luo Zhu'an, who is still the Qing of Honglu Temple, and Xiao Xiangwan, the eldest daughter of Concubine Qing.

Looking at it this way, it was really a family banquet, and everyone was here.

The hall was quiet again, Xiao Feng raised his hand to take the pre-rain tea offered by Biwen, and looked coldly at Xiao Yu who was standing stiffly in the hall. The strange atmosphere between father and son was even noticed by Du Yunjin, who was observant of everyone, and she quietly squeezed his hand to hold her.

Xiao Feng's face was not good, Concubine Qing and King Qing were waiting to see the joke, and the eldest princess of Roujia sat in her position dignifiedly, without joy or sorrow. Among the crowd, only Xiao Chen showed a panicked and worried look.

"Yu'er, I'm afraid I'm frozen. Come on, prepare a bowl of hot ginger tea for the prince. ”

As soon as she spoke, she could hear the concubine's delicate laughter: "Sister is really, the prince is now married to a concubine, how can my sister still treat the prince as a three-year-old child!" ”

There was obvious ridicule in the words, but Xiao Chen's face did not change, he only blindly looked at Xiao Yu, constantly hinting that he said hello to Xiao Feng.

"The courtiers and daughters-in-law thank the father and the emperor, and the queen mother gives the grace of marriage."

Seeing that Xiao Yu had no intention of moving, Du Yunjin grabbed Xiao Yu first and dragged him to kneel down together.

Xiao Feng's eyes did not fluctuate in any way, and naturally, the rest of the people did not dare to say more, even Concubine Qing did not say anything sarcastic.

"The sons thank the father and the queen mother for their grace."

After all, this undercurrent wave still ended with Xiao Yu's bowing head, Xiao Chen suddenly breathed a long sigh of relief, and put the hanging heart back when Xiao Feng waved his hand.

As soon as Du Yunjin and Xiao Yu sat down, they saw Xiao Yuli on the opposite side looking over with a smile.

"Mother." Immediately afterwards, he stood up, although he was facing Concubine Qing, he actually looked at Xiao Feng in the upper seat. "Mother, the son-in-law saw that the eldest brother and sister-in-law were like glue, and the son-in-law was so envious, and he also wanted to marry a bride as beautiful as the eldest sister-in-law."