Loyang Jin

After some pleasantries, the emperor asked about his great-great-grandson: "I haven't seen Nian'er since he was born. Didn't I ask you to bring him with you?"

The emperor's grandson apologized apologetically: "Please don't blame me, grandpa. Nian'er was held in his mother's womb for a long time, and his body was very weak when he was born. He couldn't see the wind, and he was afraid he wouldn't be able to withstand the bumps along the way. The grandson didn't take him with him. ”

The prince took over the conversation: "After much thought, I feel that it is more appropriate to keep Nian'er in the palace. When my father returns to the capital, I will definitely bring Nian'er into the palace and let my father take a closer look. "

The emperor would not be really angry because of such a trivial matter. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "This is because I didn't think carefully. That's all, there will be more time in the future. It won't be too late to see you again when Nian'er's body is strong."

"You father and son have been working hard all the way, so you should settle down and rest early. Tomorrow happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I have already ordered Concubine Wei Xian to prepare the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet tomorrow. It is rare for us father and son to get together, so we must have a few drinks tomorrow."

The prince, grandson and King Yan hurriedly agreed together.

The emperor looked at his filial son and grandson with a happy smile in his eyes.

…

After the prince and others retreated, the emperor called Eunuch Ding again: "Now go to Concubine Wei Xian and ask how the preparations for tomorrow's banquet are going?"

Eunuch Ding responded respectfully, but before he could leave, Concubine Wei Xian came.

"My concubine, I send my regards to the Emperor." Concubine Wei Xian bowed Yingying, with a smile in her eyes, a slender waist, gentle and charming.

Xinyun and Ling Jingshu saluted together with Concubine Wei Xian.

The emperor smiled and stepped forward, personally helped Concubine Wei Xian up, and glanced briefly at Ling Jingshu's face: "You two are also flat."

Although the Immortality Pill was effective, it unfortunately failed to restore the emperor's "prosperity". The emperor's love for women gradually faded away. After seeing Ling Jingshu, I occasionally felt a little regretful, but I no longer thought about her as much as before.

Ling Jingshu and Xinyun thanked the favor and stepped aside together.

"I was about to ask Eunuch Ding to go to your place, but I didn't expect you to come here on your own initiative." The emperor held Concubine Wei Xian's hand and said with a smile: "It seems that you and I have a good understanding."

Concubine Wei Xian pursed her lips and smiled: "The emperor is here to tease me again. How could I not know that the prince and the emperor's grandson arrived at the palace? Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the emperor has been looking forward to it for so long, and he ordered me half a month ago Be prepared. I have been busy with this matter these days, but I don’t dare to slack off at all.”

"This is the procedure for tomorrow's banquet. I brought it over specially and asked the emperor to review it and make a decision. If there is anything wrong, it is still too late to change it now."

Concubine Wei Xian glanced at it, and Ling Jingshu immediately stepped forward and presented the brochure in her hand: "Your Majesty, please take a look."

This brocade album is made of fine brocade and is soft and comfortable to hold in your hand.

When I opened it, I saw that the handwriting inside was very clear.

The emperor couldn't help but praise: "Good calligraphy!" Then he smiled and joked: "I remember that my beloved concubine's handwriting is not like this."

Concubine Wei Xian coquettishly said: "Your Majesty, please stop making fun of me. I only learned to read and calligraphy after entering the palace, and my handwriting is not even neat. How can I write such beautiful words? This is all Ling Ling's fault." Written by a female official.”

The emperor was not surprised either.

Besides Xinyun, the most useful female officer around Concubine Wei Xian is Ling Jingshu. This Ling Jingshu is worthy of being a lady of good family background. His chess, calligraphy and painting skills are all outstanding, and his handwriting is also unexpectedly beautiful.

After once again regretting that he could not enjoy such a lovely person, the emperor quickly turned his attention to the contents of the brochure.

In any banquet, fine wine and delicious food are indispensable. There are a dozen royal chefs brought to the palace this time, which are enough to handle this banquet. The musicians specially arranged new songs for this banquet, and the singers and dancers also carefully prepared new songs and dances.

"There is actually a sword dance?" The emperor asked with great interest: "This is quite new. Did you specially let people rehearse it?"

Concubine Wei Xian responded with a smile: "This sword dance was not my concubine's idea. His Highness King Yan specially ordered someone to prepare it. He said that it would be an eye-opener for the emperor when the time comes!"

Over the past year, the emperor has become more and more partial to King Yan. Hearing this, he suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, okay! King Yan is in his heart. I am just waiting to enjoy this sword dance."

Ling Jingshu hung her head aside, wondering in her heart.

King Yan has been plotting secretly for so long, he can no longer hold back!

This time the prince and the emperor's grandson came to the palace to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival with the emperor. Was this the emperor's idea or the suggestion of King Yan?

If it was King Yan who did it, I'm afraid there won't be a good feast...

However, with the emperor's grandson's shrewdness, he would never be defenseless.

Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I don't know how the situation will change, and I don't know how many dangers will be hidden. Concubine Wei Xian must be present. She and Xinyun also had to accompany Concubine Wei Xian to the banquet, and they couldn't avoid it even if they wanted to.

…

As soon as he returned to the palace, Wei Yan came.

"Sister, you must be extra careful at tomorrow's banquet."

There was no smile on Wei Yan's face, and his expression was very cautious: "In the past few days, I always have some bad premonitions, and I always feel that something unexpected will happen."

Ling Jingshu and Wei Yan looked at each other, and both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

It seemed that the two wanted to go together.

Concubine Wei Xian hesitated for a moment and raised her slender eyebrows: "Ayan, could it be that you are too nervous? With the emperor here, what else do Prince Yan and the Crown Prince dare to do?"

Concubine Wei Xian also knew a little bit about what King Yan was doing secretly.

However, in her opinion, King Yan was just trying his best to win the favor of the emperor. You will never have the courage to usurp the throne and commit rebellion.

Wei Yan said solemnly: "I have no evidence, and I haven't found anything wrong. Everything is just speculation. Be careful when sailing a thousand-year-old ship. It's not a bad thing to be more careful."

After a pause, he then said: "Your Majesty is extra gracious and allows me to go to the banquet with you. Tomorrow I will sit at the end of the table with Taoist Master Yu and others. Stay away from you. If something unexpected happens, remember not to worry about anything. La Run out and hide with Anya."

"Ah Shu, the same goes for you. Don't worry about everything. The most important thing is to save your own life."

Ling Jingshu nodded and agreed.

Concubine Wei Xian took a long breath and said calmly: "Okay, I understand."

Wei Yan took out another light green porcelain bottle from his sleeve: "This is a detoxification pill that I specially made. Before going to the banquet, you should each take two pills. Try not to eat the food, wine, and tea at the banquet."

Ling Jingshu took the porcelain bottle.

The smooth porcelain bottle still carries Wei Yan's body temperature, and holding it in his hand makes the slightly cold palms feel warmer.