Coming out of Huiyong Palace, Ming Ran was still thinking about what to ask, and the eldest princess had already led Shen Changhuan to leave in separate ways.

Ming Ran looked at the backs of the two leaving, and his eyes were meaningless.

Yun He followed her towards the banquet palace.

On the wide and flat palace road, one after another palace maids and eunuchs went to the banquet happily.

After following the palace maids for a long time, a majestic palace towered in front, and there was a neat and orderly row of forbidden troops standing at the gate of the palace, and a man in armor at the main gate was tall and resolute.

This person is the commander of the forbidden army of the palace, the elder brother of the Queen Mother and the Marquis of Ning Yuan, and the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion, Mu Zhiyan.

Ming Ran strode forward, "Uncle, Dye has given you a New Year's greeting." So saying, she saluted.

Mu Zhiyan's serious face rarely raised a smile, "Why are you alone, your mother?" ”

Mu Zhiyan has four sons under his knees, but none of them have a daughter, so he has been spoiled by Ming Ran since he was a child.

"Mother is talking to my aunt." Mingran laughed.

Mu Zhiyan nodded clearly, looked at Ming Ran and said, "There are many people at the banquet today, don't run around." ”

Ming Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay, uncle, I'll go in first." ”

After she finished speaking, she walked towards the main gate of the Nine Heavens Palace with light steps, and when she walked to the door, she looked inside the main hall.

There were many people in the splendid hall, the men stood together in groups of three or five to talk freely, and the women sat on the rectangular table behind them, laughing and laughing with each other.

Ming Ran leaned lightly on the door frame of the vermilion lacquer gate, and her eyes inadvertently saw Xiao Yichen in the crowd.

He stood in the middle of the hall in a dark blue suit, holding a white jade wine glass with his slender fingers, and he smiled lightly on his face, laughing and talking with a man in white.

At that moment, the scene in front of Ming Ran suddenly overlapped into modern times, and at a party, Xiao Mo stood in the middle of the dance party in an evening dress and became the focus of the audience.

Xiao Yichen in the main hall swept towards the door with a sharp gaze, and when he saw the woman in a daze at the door, he couldn't help but chuckle, and the man on the side also looked over, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile.

"Miss." Yunhe whispered behind him.

Ming Ran retracted his expression, only to see Xiao Yichen and the man next to him looking at him with a playful expression.

She looked down and laughed at herself, it seemed that she really missed Hyundai so much, and if she saw a similar figure, she would see him.

She adjusted her expression, ignored others, and walked all the way to Ning Yuanhou's table.

Sitting on the cushion, she poured a full glass of wine, tilted her head and drank it down, and then she poured it again, and was about to raise her glass.

"Miss......" Yunhe squatted down and pressed her hand, puzzled by her abnormality.

"It's all right, I'm happy today." She brushed Yunhe's hand away and drank it again.

After a few cups, her cheeks turned crimson and her eyes began to blur.

She put her hand on her forehead and rested her elbows on the table to close her eyes.

At some point, Mrs. Ming sat down beside her, and when she saw that she was drunk, she gently leaned her head on her shoulder.

"Why are you drunk before the feast?"

Ming Ran opened his eyes slightly, his eyes searched in the center of the hall, until he touched the dark blue dress, stared at the figure with a chuckle, and muttered to himself, "Xiao Mo." ”

Madame Ming glanced down and followed her gaze.

I saw Chen Dynasty nodding and chuckling at this side, and Mrs. Ming smiled back embarrassedly.

She turned Ming's face sideways to herself, "Ran'er, you're too rude. ”

Ming Ran shook his head when he heard Mrs. Ming's blame.

Sensing his own behavior, he patted his cheek in annoyance.

"The emperor has arrived, and the queen mother has arrived." A shrill shout rang out at the door of the temple.

Marquis Ning Yuan walked back to the table from the middle of the hall.

The audience stood up, then knelt on the ground and waited.

As a pair of gold-threaded embroidered dragon boots and two pairs of beautiful steps walked in front of everyone, "Let's all go flat." A gentle voice from the emperor came from below.

The crowd slowly got up and sat on the cushions.

The emperor was dressed in a bright yellow robe noble and majestic, but his face was as warm as jade, he sat down directly above, the queen mother was next to the table, and Concubine Liu sat down under the queen mother.

Mrs. Ming kept gently pulling Ming Ran, and as soon as she sat down, she leaned against her.

"When we get together on Chinese New Year's Eve, we don't have to be restrained." The emperor gave an order, and a group of beautiful women walked in from outside the hall and danced in the center of the hall.

Mingran's complexion gradually improved, and she sat up straight and looked at the dancing woman with a blank face.

At the end of the dance, the woman in the middle of the hall withdrew in an orderly manner.

A woman dressed in a rose-red brocade dress walked out of the table next to the banquet, she walked to the middle of the banquet, saluted to the top, got up and said: "Your Majesty, the courtiers have been practicing dance for ten years, and they want to dance for the emperor today." ”

Princess Run and King Run looked at their daughter with a smile on their faces, and An Xuqiao looked in the direction of Ming Dye.

Ming Ran looked at An Lanwei in the middle of the Standing Body Hall and glanced at her contemptuously.

A dance for the emperor? She has such a big heart.

If the emperor agrees to her, even if he accepts her intention to practice hard for him for ten years, if not, it is to tell the world how unkind the emperor is, a woman has spent ten years practicing dance for him, and he doesn't even want to look at it.

The Queen Mother smiled, "Lord Lan Wei originally knew how to learn dance, and she had a great skill in the piano, why don't you let her compose music for you, and you will lead the dance, okay?" ”

"I think that's good, too." The emperor smiled heartily and looked at Ming Ran.

Ming Ran looked hesitantly and was about to get up.

Mrs. Ming held her down, got up slowly, and said respectfully to the top: "The emperor and the queen mother forgive the sins, the little girl just drank some wine before the banquet, and now she is already drunk, and the courtiers heard that the county lord of Changhuan has excellent piano skills, so it is better to let the two county lords be on the same stage, so as not to let the little girl make a joke on stage and disturb the interest of the emperor and the queen mother." ”

The emperor's eyes sank imperceptibly, and he said with a smile: "Since Dye Er is already drunk, please ask the eldest princess Yun Changhuan County Lord and Lan Wei County Lord to share the stage." ”

Even though the emperor is close to Ming Ran, but this Manchu official is here, and his affectionate title really makes people have to reverie.

The eldest princess got up with a smile, "As long as the emperor and the queen mother can be happy, it is the honor of the little girl." ”

The sound of the piano rose softly, and a woman in a pink dress danced in the middle, fluttering like a fairy, with long sleeves fluttering, spinning in place, slender feet, fluttering clothes, like a Lingbo fairy.

In the main hall, the sound of surprise was endless.

The whispering voice made Ming Ran's drunkenness sober up, and she was worried about Mrs. Fang Caiming's obstruction.

The mother just brushed the aunt's thoughts, could it be that their conversation was unpleasant in Huiyong Palace?

Recalling her mother's vague glance when she first arrived at the banquet, her eyes were red, and she clearly cried.

No, her mother is by no means a rash person, she didn't let herself be on the same stage with An Lanwei because she knew that An Lanwei's purpose was to enter the harem.

That aunt's proposal is to let herself compete with An Lanwei?

That's why the mother will stop it.

Mingran's heart chuckled, and she hurriedly looked up.

Does my aunt want to marry into the palace?

She quietly looked at Mrs. Ming, only to see Mrs. Ming with her head down and absent-minded, not knowing what she was thinking.

The palace banquet was filled with singing and dancing, and laughter and laughter filled the ears.

Mingran suddenly felt aggrieved in his heart, if his aunt really wanted to marry into the palace, then what fun would there be in the future?

She raised her glass sullenly and threw her head up to drink.

And Ning Yuanhou had been talking to the people at the next table, and Mrs. Ming lowered her head in contemplation.

It wasn't until Ming Ran fell into Mrs. Ming's arms that she came to her senses, "Dye'er, why did you drink again?" ”

Mingran lay in her arms, looked at her and smiled, "Mother, I want to go home, I miss home, I really want to go home." ”

Her tone was crying, her words were not clear, but the sadness was extremely intense.

Mrs. Ming didn't know why, and said distressedly: "Okay, after the palace banquet, my mother will take you home." She gently patted Ming Ran on the back and swept around the main hall.

In the middle of the hall, the people who came and went to the various tables, the women and the ladies of the official family, were only concerned with talking to each other, and most of the men were already drunk, and the voices of the loud voices were continuous.

Fortunately, no one looked at it, and if Mingran's appearance was looked at, I thought that something sad had happened to her.