"Madame, Madame~" Nan Buyi smiled flatteringly, supported his cheeks with both hands, and asked with a smile: "Madame, don't you want to know what the purpose of this king's visit this time is?" ”

"Have you figured out what excuse to perfunctory me?"

"Oops~ Madame is like this every time, and she suspects the king every time, but in fact, Madame can't find any evidence~" Nan Buyi looked injured with an exaggerated face, and said: "This king is trekking through mountains and rivers this time, but it is specifically to take Madame home~"

Alain's dust feast was basically dragged up by oranges and peaches this morning. Since Mama's sudden turn around pierced their trick, Alain and his party of three were dragged to the garden to practice, wearing thick carved heels and practicing postures on pebbles, not to mention that the weather was slowly getting hotter, and the sun was a little scorching at noon.

Finally stayed up until the evening, Alain felt that he was hungry enough to eat a cow, but he was stared at by his grandmother to review the table manners, and even the rice had to be eaten a few grains of rice, not to mention the chicken legs on the table. Alain could hear her growling stomach when the orange served Alain, so she was hungry and wanted to laugh, which was really hard.

Alain closed his eyes and imagined that he was still in bed, letting the maid ravage her all over her, on her face, on her head. Then after breakfast, he was urged and helped into a sedan chair and sent to the palace.

According to the rules, Alain wanted to bow down to the Queen Mother, the Emperor, and the Queen successively, and under the hint of the emperor, Alain also passed by the Lan Palace "by the way" and bowed three times to the portrait of his mother, which moved Alain for a while. In order to show his attention to Alain, the emperor chose the congratulatory stage of washing the dust in the royal ancestral hall. Normally, this place is only open for royal men, but this time it is an exception. But in the end, it was the emperor's meaning, the queen mother's acquiescence, and no one dared to gossip. What's more, Alain's biological mother, Concubine Lan, is long gone, and there are no bloody words in the harem.

After the basic ceremony, Alain left the palace and returned to the princess's mansion to await the arrival of the gift-giving visitors. Like the family banquet a few days ago, Alain's princess's mansion welcomed many people he didn't know at all. Fortunately, the butler of the princess's mansion is a know-it-all, and he does all the greetings by himself, and Alain only needs to say some very different words of thanks.

In the evening, Alain was sent into the palace without stopping, waiting for the banquet to begin.

Unlike the last banquet, this banquet has more people, more complete, and more representative. In addition to the prince and other princesses, the harem concubines only came to the queen, the concubine and the four concubines, and more of them were high-ranking officials and their families.

When the time came, Alain followed the Queen Mother and sat down in the hall. Looking at the group of people below, Alan only felt so tired. The Queen Mother and the Emperor sat side by side on the high hall, Alan sat on the left by the Queen Mother, and the Queen sat on the right hand by the Emperor. In front of the left side of the seat sat the princess of the concubine and the daughters of the officials' families. On the opposite side sat the major officials and young masters.

Alan quietly looked to the right, only to feel that the men sitting in the front row were dressed very uniquely, and there was actually an empty seat in the middle. Whose family is this? He dared to let the emperor wait. Alain wondered.

While I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a stir. Alain looked up at the sound, only to see a pink brocade robe, silk-like black hair tied up high, with a pink hair crown to tie it up, only a few strands of black hair under the two earlobes, the man's cheeks were also pink, and he looked very cute. If it weren't for a man's outfit, Alain would have almost recognized him as a woman. However, although he is wearing a pink coat, he does not look feminine, but only feels sunny and refreshing.

The visitor bent slightly and gestured to the hall. Alain thought it might be the etiquette of a particular country. After all, this dress doesn't look like Xu Guoren.

"The envoy of the capital of the southern wing, the king of Gongqing in the southern wing, meet the emperor of Xu." The tone of joy and sunshine was clearly just the grinding of a big boy, which looked harmless to humans and animals, but it made Alan slightly startled. This young man is actually the lord of Songhe...... Husband.