In a blink of an eye, it was the tenth day of October, which coincided with Ye Shuai's fiftieth birthday.

Cheng Jingxi got up early to freshen up, and when the makeup was finished, Ye Huaiyu was almost done, he looked at his wife in the bronze mirror, and wanted to admire, but after searching his stomach and scraping his stomach, he still couldn't find a suitable word to describe it, so he had to laugh and laugh.

Ye Huaiyu felt in a trance that there might be something wrong with his aesthetics.

He also fantasized about what his future wife would look like and what her temperament would be, and he also thought cheesily that his wife would definitely be the most beautiful person in the world.

The fact that he could hit him head-on made all his thoughts instantly disillusioned, and the first emperor pointed at it from afar and assigned his ugly princess to him.

However, he has a very good mentality, and the standards have been relaxed a lot, ugly is ugly, after all, the emperor's grace is vast, the holy grace is honored, he is fortunate to have the princess, how can he have the idea of unwillingness? The left and right are just people on their sides, and beauty and ugliness are actually not so important.

Now that he is facing his ugly wife every day, he can be so calm, looking at her, sometimes he can't even tell what she looks like.

Of course, Cheng Jingxi couldn't "ask her husband in a low voice", and asked him with a shy face, "The depth of the thrush is not there".

Basically, it's okay to look at it yourself, anyway, in front of her, no one dares to make too many mistakes.

"There are already a lot of people in the front yard, Your Highness, if it's all right, let's go over!"

Cheng Jingxi put down the rouge, looked at the mirror twice, and felt that it probably meant that, so she got up and turned her head, put on Ye Huaiyu's coat, and said with a smile: "Let's go!" ”

Ye Huaiyu suddenly felt dizzy in a trance, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart to keep Fang Cai's smile.

I'm afraid it's not crazy, right? He thought in thrill.

Ye Shuai has been fighting on the battlefield all his life, and he doesn't know much about some people, and he has never been willing to maintain any relationships, but he has two sons who are engaged in politics, and they are still two sons who are slick in things, so the old father's birthday banquet is all here today.

Princess Jiayue's appearance, most people have never seen it, but those who are officials in the court can see His Majesty the Emperor every day, according to that look, Her Royal Highness the princess's appearance can be guessed seven or eight points.

Cheng Jingxi nodded to people one by one with Ye Huaiyu, and some people also saluted her according to the royal etiquette, and after that, the noisy birthday banquet began.

Cheng Jingxi made some calculations in her heart and had already thought of a reason to leave.

"Which one does Your Highness want to eat? I'll get it! Ye Huaiyu approached Cheng Jingxi and asked in a voice that only two people could hear.

Cheng Jingxi, who just wanted to do it, was stunned, her eyes rolled around, and she had to point to a plate of dim sum not far away, "That!" ”

"Does Your Highness have a bad appetite? Craving hawthorn cake for appetizers? Ye Huaiyu frowned and asked with concern.

Cheng Jingxi looked at it, she really pointed to a small plate of hawthorn cake, she thought about things in her heart, it was inevitable that she would mess up with two things, she looked up at Ye Huaiyu, and said calmly: "It's a little, I ate too much yesterday and accumulated food." ”

"Then Your Highness should eat less today," Ye Huaiyu said kindly, "Don't worry, I will keep some of His Highness's favorite food today, and I will take it out when His Highness has an appetite." ”

Cheng Jingxi was beating a drum in her heart, but Ye Huaiyu didn't seem to react at all, she didn't follow her words at all, she had already said that she had accumulated food, shouldn't she say next, "Then, Your Highness will go to rest first"?

But what did he mean by putting two plates of hawthorn cakes in front of her?

She's a staple, not pregnant!