Zhao Zhixun spread out the Poria cocos cake wrapped in oil paper in his hand, and replied to her gently, "Miss Lin went to Wufu Mountain to pray for blessings, and it will take a while to come back." ”

Xiao Shi curled his eyebrows, took the Poria cake he handed over, and smiled happily, "Look at my brain, I forgot about it." The stairs of the Wufu Mountain are high, and the child's body is delicate, she must be tired, and you must greet her when she returns. ”

"My son understands."

Zhao Zhixun pulled the corners of his mouth and handed her another piece of Poria cake.

He stayed in Shou'an Hall to have dinner with the Xiao family, and when he returned, Chu Wunian was ordering geraniums for him, this person is used to enjoying it, and before bathing, he must light incense.

Yutang waited for him to bathe, Chu Wunian retreated to the outside of the corridor, standing under the three steps with folded hands, his thick eyelashes hanging low.

King Wen of Zhou's birthday is coming, Zhao Zhixun has become much busier than before, many courtiers went to the Qilin Courtyard to discuss with him, and also gave him a lot of red gifts, when Yutang couldn't figure it out by himself, he also asked Chu Wunian to help, and for the first time she saw a person receiving a red gift that could fill the entire back warehouse of the house.

In the past, the red gifts she received on her birthday were less than one-tenth of Zhao Zhixun's. Thinking of this, the tip of her nose was slightly pantothenic.

"Tired? There are still two cars outside the house, and they will all be moved to the south courtyard in a while, and there is a back warehouse there. Yutang was panting, followed by a row of small servants.

"Yes."

Chu Wunian stepped aside sideways to hide the sourness in his eyes.

On this day in late autumn, the birthday banquet of King Wen of Zhou was ushered in.

Early in the morning, Chu Wunian entered the house to change Zhao Zhixun's clean face, dressed in a brocade colorful auspicious cloud court dress, and wore a pair of crescent-shaped jade pendants with a lin pattern around his waist, which made him majestic and awe-inspiring, elegant and handsome. This person is tall and long, when Chu Wunian smoothed his clothes, he could only stand on tiptoe slightly, and as soon as Zhao Zhixun lowered his eyes, he saw her delicate neck, slender and slender.

The small mole on the tip of his nose was close at hand, and Zhao Zhixun wanted to reach out and touch it, "Okay, Lord Wang." A soft voice sounded in front of him.

The toes touched the ground, and the person in front of him was a little shorter than him, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and said in a deep voice: "You will enter the palace with your master in a while." ”

Lin Chuyin came back from Wufu Mountain today, he sent Yutang to the Dingguo Mansion to greet her, this was instructed by the Xiao family personally, he didn't want to go, but he wouldn't be too lazy.

"Yes."

Chu Wunian bowed his head and closed his ten fingers.

got into the carriage inlaid with gold and jade, the light blue satin curtain fell, Chu Wunian and Zhao Zhixun sat quietly in the carriage and headed towards the palace.

There has always been a lot of red tape in the palace, and after the carriage passed the long palace road, it stopped outside the Xuanwu Palace, Chu Wunian followed closely behind Zhao Zhixun, walked up the jade steps, and the hall was already in an uproar.

Zhao Zhixun walked to the seat closest to the throne and sat down, and as soon as everyone saw him, they stepped forward to greet him, which showed his status in the court.

Half a quarter of an hour later, King Wen of Zhou also set up a frame into the Xuanwu Palace, accompanied by Queen Zhou, the crown prince and several princes followed him.

The corner of his eye touched the dragon-like robe, and Chu Wunian's blue and blue eyes surged with a fierce color, and in just a moment, he pressed down.

King Wen of Zhou sat down, and the twelve dancing girls entered the Xuanwu Hall and danced.

At the birthday banquet, there was a staggered list of plans, and the only prince and Miss Su secretly sent Qiu Bo, both holding a small note in their hands, one salivating, and the other smiling.

Zhao Zhixun raised the cup, covered his eyebrows with his sleeves, and took in the scene of the two of them.

Taking advantage of the drunkenness of everyone, the prince secretly got up and went to Linhua Palace, and as soon as he stepped into the palace gate, he saw the smoke and water flower skirt.

"Thur." The prince ran forward, hugged Su Jinse into his arms from behind, and hugged her closely.

"Brother Prince."

Su Jinse's slightly cool hand touched the back of his warm hand, and his body shrank slightly.

"Do you miss me?" A few days ago, the news of the two of them approaching spread out for some reason, and Zhou Qiyan hadn't felt such a moment of warmth.

Sensing that the person in her arms nodded slightly, Zhou Qiyan clasped her shoulders, turned her body around, and lowered her head to kiss her forehead.

Su Jinse's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were rippling, and he saw a burst of heat surging under the prince. He gripped her suffocating waist, and a hot kiss fell on her lips.

Glancing at the noisy scene at the banquet, Chu Wunian quietly retreated, bypassed the long corridor, and headed towards the secluded harem, where the concubines were all having fun with King Wen of Zhou in the Xuanwu Palace, and the faint lights were shining in the palace alone.

As soon as he approached the door of the carved hall, a panting sound came from inside the hall. There was a sheng song in the Xuanwu Palace, but there was a charm in the Linhua Palace.

Chu Wunian's blue and blue eyes were cold, and she hurriedly left from the corridor, and when she went outside, she met the Imperial Forest Army patrolling the Nangong Gate, she hurriedly ran forward with her head down, and said with a panicked face: "My lord, when the slave came from Chongyang Gate, he saw a figure hurriedly passing in front of him, today is Your Majesty's birthday, don't let anything happen." ”

Yi Zhong, the deputy commander of Nangongmen, immediately raised his throat in his heart, and asked her in a roaring voice, "Where are you going?!" ”

"Maybe it's still near Chongyang Gate!"

Chu Wunian gasped, his cheeks wrinkled in fear.

"Come with me!"

Yi Zhong carried his knife and led the Imperial Forest Army behind him to run in the direction she pointed.

The panic on his face faded, and Chu Wunian calmly hurried back to the Xuanwu Palace.

Zhao Zhixun was finishing toasting King Zhou Wen, glancing at the person who returned to his seat behind him, and he asked in a quiet voice, "Where did you go?" ”

Song Chengyu came over to ask, only to find that the person behind him was gone.

Chu Wunian pinched his fingers, his little face flushed, "Minion... Izuku went. ”

Zhao Zhixun turned his head, and his ink eyes fell on her flushed face, with a shimmering light.

At this time, a figure ran in from the outside, everyone was still shouting, and the person had already knelt in front of King Wen of Zhou, "Your Majesty, something terrible has happened in the harem!" ”

Yi Zhong bent down, his head bowed.

"What's the alarm?"

King Wen of Zhou, who was on the rise, had a little displeasure on his face.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Miss Su took advantage of the birthday banquet to walk in the Linhua Palace, doing the things of the bed..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and at that time, they found that the prince and Miss Su were not at the banquet, and King Zhou Wen almost fainted.