Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road.

This year, despite snow disasters and famine, there are many wilderness. But for Wang grandchildren, it was just a conversation after a casual meal. The nobles of the various fiefdoms have arrived in Kyoto, and the harem is also lively. Today, you invite Mrs., tomorrow, I invite the princess, there are always endless gossips between women, endless guesses, and endless plans.

Ye An'an has not been out of the door since he sent Tang Huai to warm his hands last time, and he has not stepped out of the door to make knee pads. During this time, the emperor often came to her palace to drink tea and chat.

"Yongan has gained weight again recently, looking at his round face."

“……”

"What did you eat today?"

“……”

"Have you slept well lately, it's cold at night, don't kick the quilt."

“……”

"What is Yong'an embroidering? It's so good-looking, for my father? ”

“……”

When Emperor Chengqian came for the tenth time, Ye Anan finally couldn't bear it: "Father, what do you have to tell your sons?" ”

Emperor Chengqian smiled: "It's not like I haven't come to see my baby daughter for a long time." ”

"You only came yesterday."

Emperor Chengqian pretended not to hear this: "Yong'an, the matter of marriage is that my father didn't think about it, and I made you feel wronged." ”

Seeing Ye An'an bowing his head and ignoring him, Emperor Chengqian sighed: "I know you complain that I didn't consider your feelings, but my father didn't just want to give you to the Sima family because of your mother's last wishes. ”

Ye An settled his hand, but still didn't speak.

"Father is old, sooner or later I will accompany your mother. You are the only concern we have in the world, and my father must find you someone who can be entrusted for life. The Sima family is a century-old family, and it is also a faction of the prince, Sima Changping has a deep affection for you, and you will not be wronged at all after you marry. But since you don't want to marry now, that's it. Now that you're still young, how about waiting until you're done to discuss this matter? ”

"But father, there are still three years before I am married, and my cousin will be eighteen by then. Is it appropriate for you to drag him like this? ”

Emperor Chengqian immediately played a scoundrel: "It's not that I'm dragging him, it's that you don't agree." ”

“……”

Seeing Ye An'an's expressionless face, Emperor Chengqian smiled: "Don't worry, my father is not such a person who lacks virtue." Sima Changping's marriage is decided by himself, and I will not interfere anymore. If he still keeps his promises, you will think about them again. If he marries a wife, then the father will help you find another one! ”

Ye An'an smiled and nodded: "Thank you, father." ”

Emperor Chengqian burst into tears: "Hey, hey, daughter, are you smiling, aren't you angry?" ”

"How dare I be angry with you." Ye Anan pouted, "Isn't this a knee pad for you, I'm afraid you'll be frozen." ”

"It's better to be a daughter! The daughter is distressed. Emperor Chengqian sighed, and the father and daughter chatted for a while before the emperor left.

Ye Anan looked at his departing back with mixed feelings in his heart. Emperor Chengqian did everything a father should do to Princess Yong'an, but he didn't expect that it was this love that harmed his daughter.

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Ye Anan finally made the knee pad, ran to the emperor to sell cuteness, and raised the injury on his hand to brush another wave of favorability. coaxed the emperor to be pleasing and rewarded a lot of things.

Ye Anan picked these things and hid them in a box specially prepared by himself. No one can say for sure what will happen in the future, if she doesn't hug the thigh of the factory father, or is kicked down halfway, and the emperor dies in the future, then she really has a bleak future. Coupled with the setting of Princess Yongan's tragic death in the original book, Ye Anan was always at ease, so he could only prepare planB and be ready to run away at any time.

Looking at these gold and silver hand ornaments, Ye An'an felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart, even if she escaped in the future, these things would be enough for her to live without food and clothing for a lifetime.

As soon as she hid her things, Chun'er went into the inner hall and invited her to the New Year's banquet. Ye An'an straightened his clothes, looked under the bed again before turning to leave.

Among the various romance novels, the New Year's Banquet is definitely going to have a big event. "The Black Son Falls in Love with Me", if the name is Mary Suwen, it must be a routine.

In the original text, the heroine shined for the first time at the New Year's banquet four years later. Her concubine wanted her daughter to get to know more princes and nobles, and she was afraid that the heroine would steal the limelight, so she designed the heroine to wear a cold white dress to the New Year's banquet. At the banquet, such as the concubine, in order to liven up the atmosphere, a poetry contest was held. The heroine's song "Will Enter the Wine" won the first place, coupled with a fluttering white dress, which is cold and arrogant.

Ye Anan couldn't help but complain when he thought of this, didn't anyone feel inappropriate in white clothes in Chinese New Year's Eve? How stupid and uncultivated this concubine is, how lacking the prince is, no matter how much the heroine says that the outside represents their palace, she actually let her wear such a shabby.

There is also a boudoir woman who can make such an imposing and heroic song, is it really strange that no one thinks it is strange?

Ye Anan complained silently in his heart while arriving at the main hall, and after saluting the emperor, he took a seat.

The nobles of the family have already arrived, and the ladies generally sit in the back row. Ye An'an, as Emperor Chengqian's favorite daughter, sat on his right, and the seat was half a cut shorter.

Ye Anan is still very satisfied with this position, condescending, and the young and handsome nobles have a panoramic view. Especially the prince of Huainan, I have to say that although he is a little scum, he is really handsome, graceful, and smiling when he laughs, and his voice is still a proper male god. This is just a teenager, and when he really grows up, he doesn't know how many people will be harmed. No wonder the heroine chose him in the end, sure enough, appearance, that is, truth, will not change in any dynasty.

Just as I wanted to see more of these beautiful teenagers with different characteristics, I saw Sima Changping looking at her, gentle and affectionate.

"......" Ye Anan silently withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to eat the fruit.

As soon as Tang Huai entered the main hall, he saw the little girl sitting on the high seat eating fruit all the time, her face was about to be buried on the plate, and the appearance of the cowardly bag was very cute.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he saluted the emperor on the throne of the main hall: "The emperor is blessed." ”

"Aiqing doesn't have to be polite. You haven't been back for years, so today you have to drink and sit down. ”

The two little eunuchs moved the table and chairs to the left side of the emperor, and sat on the side like Ye An'an, and the tables and chairs were half shorter.

The atmosphere in the hall was a little strange in an instant, and the ministers exchanged heads and talked about each other. Several old ministers led by Sima Li sighed, shook their heads and stopped talking.

I didn't expect this eunuch to have not returned for a few years, and he was treated like this when he just came back. Although the position of internal supervisor cannot be promoted there, the status of this guy in the emperor's heart is unparalleled.

"Your Majesty."

Tang Huai walked up the steps with a smile, as if it was not him who others were talking about.

Ye Anan looked at him and sat down with a calm face, and sighed in his heart that he was strong in his heart. She could see that several old ministers had been staring at him, and their expressions looked like they were going to eat him alive. This person can still eat tea without blushing and heartbeat, like a nobody. Sure enough, those who achieve great things must be thick-skinned enough.