He wished the warmth of the previous moment was real.

The queen he loved dearly had hated him and hated him all these years, and he knew it all.

But he was still inevitably intoxicated by Qi Buruo's false warmth, even though he knew that it was just her deliberately approaching him in order to get news of the seventh child.

The death of the crown prince a few years ago, both of them fell into deep self-blame and guilt, and after not seeing each other for several years, he found that his queen had become more young and beautiful, although there was always some old age in her eyes.

This time he planned to make their child the crown prince, which was a good opportunity to bring him closer to each other, but I didn't expect her to be so indifferent.

The emperor sighed in his heart, he really didn't know why he was nearly half a hundred years old, why he was still trapped in love like this, it was really unusual.

"Find a reason to summon An Xi into the palace."

Seeing that the queen tilted her head slightly to the side, without paying any attention to herself, Yu Zhe had no choice but to say tentatively.

Hi?

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"Miss, this is an invitation from the palace."

A porter bent down and respectfully handed the bright yellow invitation card in his hand to Xiao Nan, who was confused.

After receiving An Xi's signal, Xiao Nan neatly unwrapped the gold thread and unfolded the invitation.

"It's the autumn night banquet of the palace." Xiao Nan handed the invitation to Xiao Bei with a curious face.

Anxi was really confused, it stands to reason that although the prince's state funeral has been two years, it is not necessary to hold a banquet, but the emperor and the queen have written to the courtiers a few years ago to avoid extravagance, so they will no longer hold this autumn night banquet, what?

The guest list includes most of the officials and family members, but the family should only send one invitation to the head of the family, so the prime minister's office should be given to Prime Minister An.

Looking at the two big words "Anxi" outlined in cinnabar on the invitation, she was really a little confused.

Observing the bright yellow invitation card in his hand repeatedly, An Xi felt that this matter was very strange.

Suddenly, he ignored this extravagant and useless party, spending royal money, and no matter how big this dispute was, it was only a dispute between the emperor and the household officials.

It's just that why is it in the Prime Minister's Mansion in duplicate?

It's as if you're in... Deliberately mention her.

This autumn night banquet is definitely for yourself.

The person who sent the invitation was either the emperor or the empress.

An Xi couldn't sit still any longer, jumped up from the rocking chair, and rushed to An Rui's yard.

Prime Minister An Cheng sat behind the desk and looked helplessly at his pair of children, singing and talking about the outing in three days, but he couldn't even interject.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about the outing, and in three days, our family will enter the palace together for a banquet."

Prime Minister An pulled out something from the bookshelf behind himself.

Anxi's suspicion was confirmed in that instant.

The invitation card that Prime Minister An took out was indeed an invitation to the autumn night banquet sent from the palace, yes.

But it's gold ink on a red background.

Anxi walked quickly through the corridor, thinking about the deep meaning of this move.

Cinnabar... Jin Mo...

A flash of inspiration flashed, and An Xi already knew how to deal with it.

Quickening the pace of her feet, she still has a lot to prepare.

"Miss... Shouldn't we make some other color of clothing, this ochre red....? ”

Xiaobei walked beside An Xi and asked uneasily.

Dayu is open to the people, and red is not only worn by queens, but also by ordinary people if they have a preference. It's just that the red cloth is troublesome to render, the process is cumbersome, and the price is expensive, which is not liked by the people. Even Miss Destiny doesn't like to wear red, first because her skin is not fair enough to wear red will look downgrade, and then because Miss An Xi'an has already worn red clothes out of the hall, and it is inevitable that others will follow the example of Dong Shi when they wear it again.

However, the emperor and queen are bound to attend this autumn night banquet, and the palace clothes often worn by the queen are naturally red and gold.

But when her own lady entered Miss Furong's shop, she waved her money bag and threw it away, asking Miss Furong to make a set of luxurious ochre red dresses, saying that she wanted to "shake these people who have never seen the world".

I also made a lot of hard requirements, what to have a shawl, what to have beads and gold wire, what to have a cloud brocade belt, what to blind others...

She is really uneasy, although the queen mother will not condemn the young lady because of this, but she is inevitably a little dissatisfied in her heart, after all, no one likes to collide with others, let alone a young and beautiful official lady.

"Don't worry, I have my own plans."

An Xi replied flutteringly, then pursed her lips and stopped talking.

She actually didn't know if she was right, and she had a lot of doubts and uncertainties in her heart. The invitations sent out in the palace must have gone through the procedures at the emperor's place, and the most unfortunate one was the queen. His own invitations are so different from others that there is no other possibility except that the emperor and empress deliberately do it.

The invitation card in my father's hand is based on vermilion, with gold ink inscriptions, and my father doesn't seem to have any doubts, it seems that the invitations in the past are all in one style, so the invitations sent to the officials and the royal family must be the same as those in the hands of Prime Minister An.

And the invitation I received, with a bright yellow background and cinnabar inscription, is just reversed from the ordinary invitation.

Cinnabar is red, and the clothes I usually wear are red. Everyone in the capital knows that the flamboyant and domineering Lord Anjun of the Prime Minister's Mansion likes to wear red.

Today, if the prime minister comes to tell her that she will go to the autumn night banquet in three days, then she will definitely avoid red and gold and wear a less eye-catching color to the palace to the banquet.

And these two invitations were precisely made on vermilion, so Anxi boldly gambled on this game.

But she also left a way out.

The dress she customized today is ochre, which is not brighter than vermilion, in case she guesses wrong, there is still room for refutation, and she will not fall into the situation of being blamed.

If she had made the right bet, one or more of the two in the high position would have been amazed at her, glad that she had deciphered the message hidden in the invitation, and would appreciate her clever choice of ochre over vermilion; If she was wrong and annoyed the queen with the dress, she could explain it by using ochre to set off the vermilion.

The three days passed quickly in anticipation and tension.

Anxi has been bathing and changing clothes since the afternoon, and she has been packing her own clothes.

Li Furong was invited to help, but she hadn't arrived at this time, so it was estimated that something was delayed.

Xiaobei first combed Anxi's hair, divided the long hair in two, pulled the hair up, twisted it to the top, and then twisted it into a double knife to show the momentum, and a few broken hairs hung down in front of the forehead, which looked particularly charming and moving.

A few golden flowers were inserted in the knots of the bun, and then two garnet-plated steps were inserted symmetrically on the side.

Just when Xiaobei sprinkled incense powder on An Xi's body after learning about the hairstyle part, Li Furong hurried over with two little guys holding boxes.