Yuan Shen stood in the center of the hall, touching his bulging belly and burping a few times.

The emperor stayed in the Heart Cultivation Hall for a few days, and he stayed here for a few days.

It's not that he needs an important errand, but ......

In the past few days, the ladies in the palace have taken turns to send ginseng soup to the Heart Palace, and he is specifically responsible for drinking soup for the emperor.

I glanced down at my belly, and it seemed to be more round.

Reached out again and touched the chubby face, hey, more elastic.

It's just that now I am scared when I see ginseng soup, and I tremble as long as I see Zhang Gonggong entering the hall with a soup bowl.

"Your Majesty, it's a little hot in the hall, and my subordinates go out to breathe." After whispering, he swooped and disappeared like a ghost.

Zhang Deming only felt that after a cool breeze blew across his face, the huge round ball that was standing in the center of the hall disappeared.

He shook his head, these few yen were fed more roundly by the master.

Ling Juncheng picked up the bowl and brought it to his lips, his handsome features covered with fatigue.

"How's the birthday party going?"

The ninth ...... of the first month The hardest day of every year, if he is busy and can forget everything, he is willing to work day and night, but the busier he is, the more he deliberately wants to hide the past, he always follows him, and he never leaves it for a moment.

"The emperor can rest assured, everything is being prepared in public in an orderly manner, or as in previous years, he asked the queen mother in advance, and it was completely according to her wishes, and the old slave has already ordered the upper and lower levels to prepare carefully."

Zhang Deming said softly.

After Ling Juncheng drank the soothing soup, he put the bowl down leisurely, and his deep eyes contained emotions that no one could see.

She had proposed more than once that there would be no banquet for her birthday, but how could I agree to her? She wants to forget the people and things of nineteen years ago, how can she easily forget?

Zhang Deming silently looked at the empty bowl on the desk and was relieved.

I haven't eaten much these days, and this bowl of soothing soup is finally drunk.

It's just that the master hasn't rested much in the past few days, and his face is really haggard.

"Ordered Yan Fei to entertain the envoys of various countries, don't slack off, he just returned to Beijing and didn't settle down before I entrusted him with such a heavy responsibility, I really worked hard for him."

Ling Juncheng stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

After Jin An's death, the only person who can be trusted and closest to him is Yan Fei.

Zhang Deming bowed slightly: "The little prince has settled down the envoys, and he also knows that the emperor sympathizes with him, so he specially sent a letter to the emperor." ”

Presenting the letter, Zhang Deming's heart breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the little prince rushed back to Kyoto at this juncture, otherwise the long live lord would have to suffer even more.

Ling Juncheng unfolded the letter, and there were only two lines of delicate Xiaokai: exterminate the three thousand Japanese robbers in Liangbei, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. The emperor's brother and concubine Yan Fei are safe, don't read it. ——Yan Fei's own handwriting.

Closing the letter, the frowning sword eyebrows stretched slightly.

When he was down, the letter sent by Yan Fei from Kyoto was his only hope.

At that time, there was always a heavy line of handwriting left at the end of the letter - the fourteenth brother An Yan Fei Ze'an, worried.

After experiencing many unbearable things, he once thought that he would never see Yan Fei again, and he didn't want Yan Fei to know how dangerous his situation was, so every time he replied, he only had one sentence: Fourteen brothers, don't read it.

After so many years, both of them are older, Yan Fei used to miss him, but now Yan Fei has become a person who is missed.

He guarded the peace of the entire land of Beiling for him, and wherever there was a war, he was always the first to lead the troops on his behalf without hesitation.