Chinese When it was almost dark, Ji Qingge came to the private room after bathing. I saw the maidservant Zixin and Kite Li bring a sumptuous meal and put it on the table.

Facing the roast chicken in the big white porcelain bowl, Ji Qingge couldn't help but swallow lightly. The roast chicken is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, exuding an enticing aroma.

Although she was a little hungry after experiencing the pleasure of being hearty, she was willing to wait for her emperor to eat together.

In an instant, Di Jinxuan, dressed in an ice blue robe, returned to the private room. Said to Zixin, who was standing at the table with his hands down

"Please invite Prince Qi and Gongzi Yan to dinner."

"Yes, Lord Xiao." Zi Xinfu bowed and left the private room with the kite. Ji Qingge looked at Di Jinxuan with some puzzled eyes and said

"You blamed me for my bad ears before, but you were all perfunctory to me." She had been taking a nap in the room when she heard the door open.

Tell Di Jinxuan softly

"There was a knock on the door, a sound coming from the next room."

"Aifei, your ears are not good." Di Jinxuan shook his head slightly and said

"If the fourth brother comes back, then he will come to see me first." At that time, she wanted to synchronize with the emperor's creditor, so she didn't mind too much.

When Zixin brought Di Jinxi and Yan Fengxing to the private room, Ji Qingge had to sigh in his heart

"I overheard the words of the fourth brother and the popular brother just now. Emperor Creditor, see how you still quibble? Before Di Jinxi entered the door, she heard Yan Fengxing say

"Fourth son, I said earlier that the third son got up, you don't believe it. Look, it's rude to let him go again at this time. ”

"The wind is shadowless, this son is rude, it's not because of you. If it weren't for the fact that you were reluctant to give up the warm charcoal, I was afraid that I would have told the third brother about it. Di Jinxi said.

After Di Jinxi and Yan Fengxing sat on the empty seat opposite her, she carried the golden wine jug and poured wine for them personally.

Although Xingyu is Yan Fengxing's younger sister, but now Yan Fengxing doesn't know about it. In the four black-glazed wine glasses, all of them were poured with fine wine.

Ji Qingge picked up his wine glass and smiled lightly. She raised an eyebrow

"Fourth brother, this glass of wine is the third sister-in-law who respects you instead of Xingyu. Thank you for bringing her to Yancheng, and thank you for taking care of her. ”

"Third sister-in-law, fourth brother, I'm tired and tired, you just sent me away with a glass of wine?" A hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and Di Jinxi looked at Di Jinxuan with an evil smile

"At the beginning of Shengjing Station, the third brother personally promised me, saying that when he arrived in Yancheng, he would personally set up a banquet to entertain me. Now...... "It's the third day they have come to Yancheng, if it weren't for the search for Xingyu."

Then whether his third brother and third sister-in-law can spare time to entertain guests, he still doesn't know. Di Jinxuan pointed to the roast chicken in the porcelain bowl and said

"This is specially prepared for my brother to let the imperial chefs, you two can enjoy it."

"The third brother is still considerate and thoughtful." Holding bamboo chopsticks in his right hand, Di Jinxi squinted his peach blossom eyes shallowly, and a strange light flashed from his bewitching eyes.

He asked Yan Fengxing, who was sitting beside him, softly

"There is no shadow in the wind, and there is only one roast chicken. Or can you help ask my third brother, does this roast chicken belong to you or mine? Yan Fengxing's deep eyes like ancient wells looked at Di Jinxi and said softly

"Fourth son, why do you have to be so clear? In my opinion, this roast chicken is the same whether it is for you or for me. Just when Yan Fengxing and Di Jinxi were arguing, Di Jinxuan had calmly picked up the sharp knife that was placed in front of him.

The knife fell, and the chicken leg of the roast chicken was cut off instantly! The sharp knife technique won the praise of Di Jinxi and Yan Fengxing on the opposite side.

Di Jinxi even said

"The third brother's thoughtfulness towards others is unmatched." Di Jinxuan raised his sword eyebrows proudly, picked up the chicken leg with bamboo chopsticks, and put it in Ji Qingge's bowl.

"Eat it hot." This roast chicken was promised by her emperor and creditor in person and given to Yan Fengxing.

But he cut off the chicken leg and gave it to her, alas! It's really not accepting, and it's not even if you don't accept it.

"Lord Wang?" Swallowing his saliva gently, Ji Qingge quickly stopped his thoughts of wanting to be humble and said

"Thank you." Looking at Di Jinxuan with grateful eyes, she sandwiched one of the chicken legs in his bowl. Said softly

"You eat too." Food should be shared. Such a kind of door-picking hospitality did not arouse the dissatisfaction of Di Jinxi and Yan Fengxing.

It's almost four people who share a roast chicken, and it's quite fun. In the midst of laughter, Di Jinxi put down her wine glass and glanced around the private room with a faint gaze.

When he saw the sky-blue porcelain vase on the table behind the screen, his eyes suddenly dimmed. Di Jinxi drank cup after cup, from the initial light drink to the later heavy drink.

When he was a little happy to drink, he asked Yan Fengxingdao

"Wind without a shadow, do you know why Wan Ning returned to the palace?"

When she was in Yuheng Village with her, she said that she had received a letter from the queen's mother. I want to go back to visit the queen mother and accompany ......" Yan Fengxing glanced at Ji Qingge, who was sitting opposite him, and suddenly stopped.

If it is said that the county lord of Xiyao wants to rush back to accompany the queen mother for the New Year before the year, then Ji Qingge, who is Princess Xiao, will inevitably feel lost if he listens to it.

No matter who Ji Qingge is now, he is still his friend's wife and his best friend. Therefore, Yan Fengxing was reluctant to say something he didn't like.

The queen mentioned in the letter that there have been many happy events in the palace recently. The lord of Xiyao knew that there were some things that were inconvenient to mention in the letter, so he returned to the palace. Di Jinxi stretched out his hand and stroked his forehead lightly, and said.

The sky-blue vase on the wooden table was very similar to the one in his mother's Baguio Palace. Some people say that it is one of the gifts of Luowang Yunkang; Some people also say that the vase was given to Yun Wanning by the queen mother.

The red plum blossoms in the bottle bloom in the corner of the wall, and the wisps of fragrance permeate the private room. With Yun Wanning's delicate thoughts, he thought that she would not leave the vase in the guest room before leaving.

It was probably because Yun Wanning was inconvenient to give a gift to her third brother in person, so she deliberately left the vase in the room.

"Happy event?" Ji Qingge was slightly stunned and asked. Since she entered the palace, she really hasn't heard of other princes or princesses having happy events.

Why did she just come to Yancheng, and there was a happy event in the palace? In recent years, I have not heard of any concubines in the harem who have added a prince or a princess.

I have not heard of the emperor accepting new concubines...... In this way, where does the joy come from? Ji Qingge's narrow eyes narrowed shallowly and said

"Oh, I see." Since there are not many happy events for the emperor, then it should be which prince has happy events.

The third prince and the fourth prince are all out of the house, and the eldest son of the emperor, King Yan, who stays in the palace, doesn't it happen to be a happy event?

"Understood?" Seeing that Ji Qingge showed a smile in his hand, Di Jinxuan's sword eyebrows raised lightly and said.

"The person who does the happy event should be the master of the Chengxiang Palace." When she was the first to be Yan Xiyun's pulse, she found that Yan Xiyun was happy.

Although the woman was already happy for the fourth time, King Yan was twenty-three, how could he bear to watch his child's mother live in a suburban mansion?

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