In the blink of an eye, it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

As usual, the Spring Festival in Yingdu is particularly lively. Children in the city are setting off firecrackers in groups, and the "crackling" movement is coming and going.

Huan Ci sat in front of the window, holding the letter sent by his father in his hand, but his face was full of sadness.

Although the reinforcements went, the battle was not over, and my father had just suffered a defeat and was now retreating to Yanmen Pass.

Kihara's case has not progressed for a long time, and Somasa Toru has visited twice, but he only reassures her and does not bring any useful news.

I don't know if my father can have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? The conditions of Yanmen Pass are difficult, and my father is old, how can he stand it?

Huan Ci sighed and put the letter in his hand on the table.

"Under the big festival, the girl should be happy." Ah Yao took the clothes to dress her up, and muttered, "Fortunately, the prince has sent a new person over, and we can be more relaxed." I have to go to the palace for a banquet today, and the girl's sad face makes others look at it and there should be a lot of gossip. ”

Speaking of this, Huan Ci felt even more depressed.

I don't know what kind of wind Zong Zhengtou smoked, and called her over to have a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner with the people in the palace, especially at this time, which was really unexpected.

However, this is a good opportunity to contact Li Qi.

Huan Ci jumped off the couch and picked out a plain one from a pile of clothes.

She wasn't in the mood for this Rausch Spring Festival.

After tossing for a long time, Huan Ci finally entered the palace in Shen Chu.

The palace banquet was set up in the Lingwu Palace, and it was said that it was only a family banquet in the palace.

Huan Ci is a little resistant to this place, after all, every time he comes here, he suffers a little.

Zong Zhengyuan hasn't arrived yet, and now only a few women in fancy clothes have come sporadically. Huan Ci swaggered in, but his face quickly changed.

Why is this thing here?

Seeing Fu Shen sitting in the seat, her expression instantly became much more serious.

Although she is not a royal person, her father has a prince, and he was personally crowned by Emperor Taizong. There was a reason why she came to the palace banquet, and Fu Shen was also called, which was really weird.

"This is the county lord of Ding'an?"

The group of idle women in fancy clothes suddenly pounced like hungry wolves and dragged Huan Ci, who was in a daze, to the banquet.

In the afterglow, Huan Ci noticed that Fu Shen was glancing towards her, but soon someone blocked her view.

Zong Zhengyuan's arrival succeeded in quieting the noisy hall, and everyone quickly took their seats.

Huan Ci sat behind the second table in the front row on the left, which was closer to Zong Zhengyuan, which made her very depressed.

But—

Directly opposite her sat a young man with red lips and white teeth, very pleasing to the eye, Huan Ci secretly looked at him several times, until he stood up to toast Zong Zhengyuan, she learned that this person was the eldest prince Zong Zhenglu.

"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and it is the day of family reunion." Zong Zhengyuan's bell-like voice interrupted the laughter of a certain palace concubine.

What a disappointment!

Huan Ci put the wine glass on the table, and followed the crowd to look at the man who looked up.

"Prince!"

He raised his glass and gestured to Zong Zhengtou.

Zong Zhengtou immediately stood up, and also picked up the wine glass and bowed his head respectfully.

"I'm busy with government affairs all day long, and I've always neglected you, I'm sorry for the emperor!"

As he spoke, Zong Zhengyuan actually wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve.

Huan Ci pursed the corners of his mouth, very disdainful of him.

False friendship! Maybe what's bad to hold back?

"Uncle is serious. You care about the people and are diligent in government affairs, which is a blessing for the people. Father has a spirit in heaven, and seeing that Darong is so prosperous, he will definitely let his nephew honor you well. ”

I didn't expect this person to be so good at sycophancy.

Huan Ci threw a peanut bean into his mouth, and coldly watched the two sing and harmonize.

"Huan Ci!"

"Ahem—"

Caught off guard when he heard his name, Huan Ci almost choked on peanuts, coughing so much that his face turned red.

A certain palace concubine beside her hurriedly smoothed her back and lifted her up.

"Your Majesty!"

Huan Ci raised his glass at him, wondering what he was going to fart.

"What do you think of my nephew?"

What's how's not how?

Huan Ci had even more doubts in his heart, and followed his words: "Your Highness is outstanding, wise and brave, talented and learning, and extraordinary, and is a romantic figure of my great glory." ”

"Haha!" Zong Zhengyuan laughed heartily, "In that case, how about you make him a daughter-in-law?" ”

Huan Ci was stunned, and quickly reacted.

This man chose his father to marry when he lost the battle, and eighty percent of it was intentional.

She turned her head to look at Zong Zhengche, not knowing how to answer this.

"You kid, you're stupid with joy, don't thank Lord Long for it." The kind-hearted palace concubine stretched out her kind hand again and fell to her knees according to Huan's words.

"My nephew thanked my uncle." Zong Zhengtou took the first step to speak.

Huan Ci opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. At present, it seems that marrying Zong Zhengtou is a good choice, and it is not a bad thing.

"Thank you, Lord Long."

She kowtowed to Zong Zhengyuan.

"Hehehehehe!" Zong Zhengyuan touched his beard and smiled, "From now on, there will be another person in our Zong Zhengyuan." I sent someone to repair a copy of the book, and sent someone to send it to Yanmen Pass as soon as possible. Your father will be glad to find out. ”

"The courtiers thanked Your Majesty for their father." Huan Ci pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.

If her father knew that her marriage was decided by Zong Zhengyuan, it would be abnormal to pout angrily.

"Take a seat! After that, it's a family, don't kneel down at every turn. Zong Zhengyuan said with a smile.

Huan Ci smiled at him, and was soon dragged back by the palace concubines.

The people around raised their glasses to congratulate her, and Huan Ci responded one by one.

The drums were noisy, the birds were noisy, and the wine soon made her drunk.

Huan Ci supported his head with one hand, and stared directly at Huan Ci behind Zong Zhenglu by looking at the reason for the dancing girl.

But why didn't the man look at her? He would look at Zong Zhengyuan, he would look at Zong Zhengtou, and even talk to those young princesses, but he never glanced at her.

Hum! It's okay, she has more important things to do.

Huan Ci once again picked up the flask and poured a full glass of wine.

"Girl, you're drunk."

Ah Yao snatched the flask from her hand and whispered in her ear.

Huan Ci grinned: "If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk." ”

"You kid, you're stupid, aren't you?" I don't know which palace concubine pushed her beside her.

"Wei Liao, has there been any progress in Han Xi's matter?"

Zong Zhengyuan's bell-like voice sounded again.

Han Xi? What happened to him?

Even though Huan Cidang was a lot more sober, he stared at Zong Zhengyuan curiously.

"Your Majesty, it's a big holiday, and you're asking about political affairs again?"

The queen glanced at Wei Liao with disgust.

"Back to Your Majesty, he was taken into custody yesterday, and he will be handed over to the three divisions for trial after the festival." Wei Liao replied under pressure.

Triage? What did Han Xi do? Why is there no movement in the capital for such a big thing?

Huan Ci's brows furrowed even tighter, I wonder if this matter has anything to do with Kihara's case?

So the house where he lived happened to be vacant. Che'er, you arrange for the county lord of Ding'an to live in as soon as possible. After all, she has to live in the capital permanently, and she can't stay at the post station all the time. Zong Zhengyuan said in a deep voice.

Han Xi's house? She doesn't even know where she is.