Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "If you don't know, you still think that you are here to congratulate this king on his birthday. This king is free from illness and disaster, and if nothing happens, he will be able to live for a few more decades."

Zhao Chen raised his head and drank a glass of wine.

He raised his empty wine glass, "Uncle Huang is an elder, and when the younger generation toasts, it is natural to say more auspicious words for longevity and health."

Zhao Chengyuan took a sip and put the wine glass down.

"That's right. Elders love to hear auspicious words, especially the Zhao family, who have a bad fate and die peacefully."

Zhao Chen clenched the empty wine glass, his eyes dark, "That's true."

There was a moment of silence in the living room.

Zhao Chengyuan glanced at him lightly, "What do you think?"

Zhao Chen smiled, "I'm thinking about the Seventh Emperor Uncle, I want to live a long life."

He put down his glass and picked up the dishes.

The meals in the Jin Palace's Mansion are exquisite, and the portion of each dish is not large, but it is exquisite to the extreme.

He and several of his royal brothers have loved to eat here since they were young, because the food here is better than that in the palace. Although Uncle Huang restrains them, he is not as disciplined as the elders next to him.

But as he got older, he didn't like it very much.

He is older than the Seven Emperor Uncles, and he is the Prince's Honor, but he has to be respectful to the Seven Emperor Uncles, which is not a very pleasant thing.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at him, "The prince is not in a good mood, but who in the Dingguo Mansion made you unhappy?"

Zhao Chen was not surprised that Uncle Huang would know his whereabouts, although Uncle Huang was indifferent to many things, he knew everything and never concealed it.

Of course, what he covered up, no one knows.

He retracted his thoughts, "My nephew has just sought justice for the county lord of Zhaoping, which should be regarded as a happy thing."

Zhao Chengyuan's expression was faint, "Well, it's not easy for her aunt's dowry to get back, it's your credit."

Zhao Chen smiled, "Zhaoping looked quite happy, made glutinous rice osmanthus cake, just out of the pot, steaming, it tastes unique."

Zhao Chengyuan's chopsticks paused slightly, and continued to pick up the dishes on the plate, "Her craftsmanship is good."

Zhao Chen asked, "Uncle Huang has eaten the dim sum made by Zhaoping?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Well, I've eaten it, more than once."

But none of it was done specifically for him.

And this time today, it turned out to be a little girl by the way?

Zhao Chen smiled, "Uncle Huang is an elder, and she should occasionally be filial."

Zhao Chengyuan picked up the wine glass and drank the rest.

Zhao Chen grabbed the wine jar, filled it for the two of them, raised his glass and said, "This second cup, my nephew has thanked Uncle Huang for saving Zhaoping."

Zhao Chengyuan put his palm on the mouth of the cup, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "You and her are only a few faces, but you don't know where to start thanking her?"

Zhao Chen drank it all again, "Can Uncle Huang believe that it was love at first sight?"

Zhao Chengyuan pursed his lips, his eyes dark.

Zhao Chen's expression was gentle, as if he was recalling, "She is timid, like a lost little beast, Zhang Huang is uneasy. The first time my nephew saw her, he thought, "She should be my wife, and I have to take care of her."

Zhao Chengyuan looked at him.

The man in front of him has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, gentle and handsome, and has broad shoulders and a broad back, with the heroic momentum of a man. This appearance is the most outstanding among the princes.

Although his recent methods have become more ruthless, at this time, he is as gentle as water, and he is the appearance of many people in spring boudoir dreams.

Zhao Chengyuan said, "The prince has always been calm, and he is not a teenage hairy boy, he still believes in love at first sight, and it is so fiery."

Zhao Chen smiled, "This love has nothing to do with age."

Zhao Chengyuan stared at him, "Are you serious?"

Zhao Chen said, "Yes."

He poured another glass of wine for himself and raised it, "This third cup, my nephew Uncle Xie Huang refused his father's marriage."

Zhao Chengyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Zhaoping is still in the filial piety period, and she can't be married in three years."

Zhao Chenwei

Laughing, "It's okay. My nephew can wait."

He raised his glass again, "Uncle Huang, nephew will do it first as a respect."

He threw his head up and drank it all down, his posture arbitrary.

Zhao Chengyuan gently turned the wine glass, and the wine inside came out, wetting his fingers.

He raised his glass, brought it to his lips, and drank it up.

The wine glass is placed on the table, and the sound is crisp.

"The prince is done drinking, let's go."

Zhao Chen got up with a smile and arched his hand, "My nephew won't disturb Uncle Huang, and my nephew will retire."

Zhao Chengyuan lowered his eyes and ate the food.

Zhao Chen lifted his robe and strode out of the living room, the flying ink-colored corners of the robe were sharp and flamboyant.

Zhao Chengyuan grabbed the wine jar with his hand, poured himself a drink, and drank several glasses in a row.

Ye Chang sent Zhao Chen out of the courtyard and turned back.

He looked at his prince worriedly, what is this for, the nephew came to rob the emperor's uncle's daughter-in-law? It's time to declare war?

This has just been settled into a little marquis, and there is another prince.

Looking at this posture, the threat is much more than that of the little marquis!

Ye Chang pondered for a moment and said, "Lord Wang, you have to hurry up, marry the county lord into the door quickly, don't be robbed!"

Zhao Chengyuan's eyes sharpened, "Get out!"

Ye Chang was agitated and ran out.

What did he say wrong!

Zhao Chengyuan got up, walked to a few cases, opened the snack box, and there were a few glutinous rice osmanthus cakes lying quietly inside, round and soft.

He took one out, and it was soft and sweet in his mouth.

"Brother, when I grow up, I will marry the most gentle man, and then make him glutinous rice osmanthus cake to eat every day."

"My mother said that my father fell in love with her at first sight, and on the second day, he invited a matchmaker to come to the door to propose marriage. It would be nice if there was a man who could fall in love with me at first sight."

"Brother, can you come on the day I get married? Will I be able to see you then?"

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Of the three rooms in the small courtyard, the east room is used as a study, and the west room is used as an inner room.

In the inner room, near the window, there is an Arhat bed.

Han Youning sat on the Luohan bed and looked through the account books of the dowry shop.

The sunset is shining, and the years are quiet.

Ling'er came in, "Miss, someone from the Prince's Mansion has come and sent some things, saying it's for you."

Han Youning raised his head, "What did you send?"

"I don't know, the maid who heard the word said that it was several large boxes."

Han Youning frowned.

If Zhao Chen wants to take revenge on a woman, does he have to take advantage of another woman?

Although she hoped that Han Qingwan would lose everything, she was even more reluctant to entangle with Zhao Chen.

"I'm back, I don't lack anything."

Ling'er should get off and go out.

But after a while, Ling'er came back in a rage.

"Miss, the people from the Prince's Mansion have already brought things over, and they have arrived at the gate of Jinhe Hall. The old lady really didn't pay attention to it, and she didn't stop it, so she let them in like this!"

Where does Old Madam Han dare to offend the people of the Prince's Mansion now, Han Rui was picked up from the prison of Dali Temple this afternoon, and he has no human form.

Xiao Wen took the letter of resignation and returned to the Yongping Marquis Mansion.

And the Marquis of Yongping was also silent, and did not come to the Dingguo Mansion to ask for an explanation.

The situation is pressing, and they are now like lost dogs, and it is time to be human with their tails between them.

Han Youning put down the account book and went out.

There were large and small boxes on the outside of the Jinhe Hall, and there were more than a dozen eunuchs standing on the side, led by Zhao Chen's personal guard Wei Xiao.

------Off topic------

Sorry for being late again today...... I fell asleep on my desk last night......

Not surprisingly, the second watch got around two o'clock in the afternoon