When the people heard this, they didn't know what to say: "......"

can only think like this, this son may be too pure, he has never seen the world, and the doctor cured his illness, so he really regarded the other party as a benefactor......

Well, if it were them, they would do the same.

After all, the female doctor is really a beauty.

It should be a woman who can always promise each other, right?

Most of the people sitting at the prince's table were elderly and important ministers, and even if they saw the dispute here, they wouldn't pay too much attention to it.

The little contradiction and estrangement between the juniors is not worth their attention.

Only King Qingjun paid attention to the situation here, and when he saw this, he naturally withdrew his gaze, and couldn't help but have more guesses about Zixi's identity in his heart.

The relationship between Cang'er and Miss Zixi...... It doesn't look like a patient or doctor who has just known each other for a few days, but more like an old acquaintance.

Yes, I said it the night before, and Miss Zixi mentioned it to her, saying that she had seen Cang'er before.

"The emperor has arrived! The Queen Mother has arrived! Harem wives are here—"

The high-pitched voice of the chamberlain sounded, and the hall was instantly silent.

The crowd then stood up.

Zixi's eyes fell on the emperor and queen who entered the hall.

The dark tide in the palace has been surging for several years, and the emperor and queen have only been late.

The emperor in a dragon robe looks heroic and extraordinary, has handsome facial features, has passed the age of standing, his eyebrows are not angry and mighty, and he has the demeanor of a monarch of a country.

The queen was dressed in a grand and gorgeous phoenix robe, her appearance was bright and noble, dignified and majestic, and she was holding a boy about five or six years old in her hand, with red lips and white teeth, wearing a luxurious prince's costume.

Further back, there are several harem women.

They probably went to the queen's palace early to say goodbye, and then came with the queen.

Zixi's gaze moved slightly, and he soon saw a woman with a dusty face.

Wearing a cherry red gorgeous palace dress, her hair has been combed into a popular bun for harem concubines, her appearance is as dusty as a hibiscus out of the water, and her posture is delicate, like a weak willow supporting the wind, I feel pity.

The contours of the facial features are indeed five points similar to those of the princess of the county.

But no one would think of her with the princess of the county, even if someone saw their similarity, they were afraid that they would think it was a coincidence.

Because the temperament of the two is completely different.

What's more, it is not uncommon for two unrelated people in this world to have similar appearances, and some people even look seven or eight points alike.

The emperor took the queen and a concubine and sat down in turn.

The queen's birthday, naturally, is the queen as the protagonist, the emperor picked up a glass of wine, and said the opening remarks: "Today is a big day, I will have a toast first, and congratulate the queen on her thousand-year-old birthday." ”

The royal princes and nobles hurriedly raised their glasses and wished the queen a thousand years old.

The queen smiled on her face, respectfully thanked the emperor, and then thanked the royal family and ministers, "Everyone, please take a seat." ”

Everyone sat down in gratitude.

The juniors, who were closer to the emperor and queen, came forward to congratulate their birthdays one after another with wine and water, and said some flattering words of congratulations.

The queen listened with a smile, and occasionally chatted with the juniors.

The birthday banquet is a lively occasion, although there is dignity but the rules are not so strict, everyone can let go of eating and drinking, and can also talk happily.

So soon there was another commotion in the temple.

"Miss Zixi." The woman wearing a pomegranate red ruyi moire satin dress on the opposite side spoke, her tone was cold, revealing the dignified composure of everyone's ladies, "When will Cang Shizi's illness be cured?" ”

Zixi raised her eyes and smiled faintly: "It's not good to say." ”