Ning Xi took Luo Yinhuang by the hand, and saw that his little face was plain and calm, and the corners of his lips were raised in a greater arc.

"You go to the side pavilion first to wait for the king, and after the sacrifice, the king will come to pick you up for the banquet." The emperor did not summon him, and Ning Xi did not want to drag Luo Yinhuang in.

Luo Yinhuang nodded: "Okay!" ”

Gonggong Wu sent his cronies to send Luo Yinhuang to the side pavilion, and Ning Xi pushed the door and walked in.

In the imperial study, at this time, there are two rows of people standing on the left and right sides below, the row on the left is the officials and ministers, and the row on the right is the children of the family.

Ning Xi stepped forward and saluted the man sitting on the top, "Ning Xi greets Your Majesty!" ”

She has always had the right to avoid kneeling, so she did not kneel, and looked at the emperor with a smile after the salute.

The emperor looked like he was in his thirties, his face was handsome, his whole body exuded a restrained and strong majesty, and the bright yellow dragon robe wore on his body, showing more of a solemn sense of not being angry and self-threatening.

No one can ignore the momentum of this emperor, this is not an ordinary emperor, but only one of the five Xuanpin masters on Yin Guoming's face.

The emperor was stunned for a moment when he looked at the smiling Ning Xi, and then a touch of nostalgia and grief quickly crossed through his eyes, so fast that it even made people feel that it was an illusion, but it was captured by Ning Xi with his spiritual power.

"Stinky boy, you haven't come to the palace to see me for so long, and I have to ask you to come in person!" Facing Ning Xi, Jing Ruofeng reined in the imperial majesty on his body, and looked like a kind elder.

Ning Xi had more or less guessed from the fleeting emotion in the emperor's eyes just now, the emperor should be so fond of himself because of his old people, as for whether it is a cheap father or a cheap mother, it is not clear for the time being.

However, this also shows that the emperor's favor for her is real, and there are not too many conspiracies, which Ning Xi is willing to see.

When you haven't fully risen yourself, hugging your thighs is a must.

"I think about the emperor every day in my heart, but I was afraid of being sick to the emperor when I was recuperating from my injuries and wanted to enter the palace, so I could only endure it until today."

Ning Xi can sit firmly in the position of the heir of the Ning family and the major general of the First Army, and he is naturally very good at communication, and it is natural to cater to a person when he wants to, and he will not make people feel disgusted.

Ning Xi smiled and continued: "The emperor can ask Gonggong Wu, but I got up very early and waited to enter the palace, and I came here to change into the new clothes specially given by the emperor." ”

Gonggong Wu smiled respectfully and said, "Your Majesty, when the slave went to the palace, the little prince had been waiting for a long time. ”

"Haha, you stinky boy finally has me in his heart, and it's not in vain that I usually love you so much." Jing Ruofeng was really in a good mood when he heard this.

Ning Xi looked at the emperor with an aggrieved expression, "I have always been thinking about the emperor in my heart." ”

"Look, this stinky boy is still wronged." Jing Ruofeng said with a helpless smile at the people standing below.

Most of the people below have pandering smiles on their faces, but they have different thoughts.

"Come and let me see, I heard that you have changed a lot recently, and I still look like that monkey." Jing Ruofeng beckoned to Ning Xi.

Because Ning Xi fused a wisp of soul from the original body, he had a natural sense of closeness to the emperor, and walked over with a smile, "If I don't change it, I'm afraid the emperor won't like me in the future." ”

She used to be indifferent to things other than Jing Feng, but she was very close to the emperor and the queen mother, which is something to be thankful for.

"You're getting better at talking."

Jing Ruofeng looked at the beautiful, delicate and energetic young man standing in front of him, and couldn't help but touch her head, with a hint of relief, "It's finally a bit like the little prince of Ning Wangfu's should be." ”