The reborn sweet girl always wants to escape, but the abstinent prince hugs her and coaxes her!

The palace is brightly lit on New Year's Eve.

Inside the Zhengyang Palace, gilded palace lanterns hang high, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

The royal family members came in one after another, even the elders who had lived in seclusion for many years came this year, dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the atmosphere in the hall gradually became more tense.

Outside the palace, the wind was freezing, but it couldn't cover up the noise coming from another palace gate.

There was an endless stream of carriages, and servants were busy carrying New Year gifts from foreign countries and other places. The guards at the palace gate were on high alert, scanning the people coming and going with eyes like hawks, and carefully checking every box.

Chu He stood with his hands behind his back, watching all this quietly.

The thin guard Mei Zhou came hurriedly and whispered, "Deputy Commander Chu, His Majesty has gone to Zhengyang Palace."

Chu He nodded and said coldly: "Watch this place."

After saying this, he disappeared in front of everyone.

……

Inside the Zhengyang Palace, the emperor sat high on the dragon throne, looking gently at the clan members below.

In response to everyone's toasts and gifts, he responded with a smile, and it seemed no different from previous years.

The seats for the royal family were on the left, and below the dukes was Mu Rong. He was a first-class military marquis, the best among the marquises. Xu Rongrong sat beside him, slightly sideways with her back to him, looking cold.

Mu Rong whispered a few words to her from time to time, but Xu Rongrong always had a cold face and only replied a word or two when she was annoyed by the questions.

In contrast to her cold treatment, Lin Jiaoyue, who was sitting in the opposite seat, looked at Mu Rong with tears in her eyes, looking pitiful.

The emperor saw it all.

Now that the Crown Prince and the Second Prince are gone, Prince Ning naturally sits at the top on the right and has become a popular figure at today's family dinner.

"Why don't I see Liang Ge'er at the family dinner today?" The emperor's gaze lingered on Ning Wang Wu Tianxiao and Ning Wang Fei Mu Qianyin for a moment, and a loving smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Liang Ge'er is Wu Tianxiao's son, and he is less than three months old.

Wu Tianxiao stood up and replied, "Father, Liang Ge is still in his infancy. It has been cold these days, so I have not brought him into the palace."

The emperor did not comment, his expression unpredictable.

Seeing this, Mu Qianyin stood up and said, "Please forgive me, Father. It is true that Liang Ge has been coughing at night these past two days, which is a sign of a cold. I am afraid that if I bring him into the palace, he will be sick..."

The emperor waved his hand and smiled even more: "It's okay, the child is still young, there is no need to be so polite, why blame me? Since it's a family dinner, it's enough for you two to come."

After saying that, he glanced at Eunuch Yao who was standing beside him and said, "Go and see who is on duty at the Imperial Hospital today. Ask him to go to Prince Ning's mansion and swaddle the child... If he really catches a cold, it will be a serious matter."

As soon as he finished speaking, the solemn atmosphere in the hall suddenly faded.

Prince Ning and his wife hurriedly expressed their gratitude to the emperor.

……

The gate of Zhengyang Palace opened, and court dancers filed in, dressed in gorgeous dance costumes, holding feather fans, and dancing to the music.

Their dancing is as light as a swallow, and their feather fans fluttering in the wind bring gusts of fragrant breeze.

The palace maids presented the wine jugs, and the dancers took them one after another and came to the banquet to pour wine for the royal family and nobles in tribute.

A dancer quietly approached Wu Tianxiao, holding a golden pot in her hand, and poured wine for him.

Her movements were gentle and charming, with a smile in her eyes.

However, at the moment she poured the wine jug, her wrist trembled slightly, and the wine spilled onto Wu Tianxiao's chest.

"Ah!" The dancer cried out in shock and quickly knelt down to plead guilty. "I deserve to die. Please forgive me, Your Highness Prince Ning!"

Wu Tianxiao frowned, looked down at his clothes that were soaked by the wine, and said lightly: "It's okay, get up."

The dancer stepped aside tremblingly.

The wine stains quickly soaked through the clothes, leaving a dark black mark on the chest. The clothes could no longer be worn.

Wu Tianxiao stood up, apologized, and went downstairs to change his clothes.

It is inevitable that there will be dirt on banquets, which is very common, so the powerful and influential people will often prepare an extra set of clothes when attending banquets.

The palace maid beside him led him away to change his clothes. A trace of worry flashed in Mu Qianyin's eyes, but Wu Tianxiao held her hand before leaving. The warmth from his palm made her feel a little relieved.