Rebirth of the Prince's Uterus

The night is getting darker, but the palace is still brightly lit, and the music is great, but the so-called dancing willows are low, and the songs are full of peach blossoms.The dancers in the palace are graceful and graceful like dragons, and the royal family members are mesmerized by watching.

The queen was unable to drink, and left the hall under the escort of her maidservants.As for the rest, they had to hold on through the night.

Duan Wang held the wine glass and drank it one by one.Concubine Duan knelt and sat beside him, filling him with wine and serving dishes, making peace like a harp.And Zhao Hongqian stood aside, not saying a word, but with a complacent expression.

"Is that Honggan?" The emperor asked with a smile, "It's been a year since we haven't seen each other."

Zhao Hongqian responded happily: "Huihuang's grandfather is the grandson."

"Oh, I don't know if Yin'er has changed in appearance." The emperor sighed, showing his old age.

Zhao Hongqian squeezed his fist, not knowing how to answer the emperor's words.

The emperor didn't seem to want him to answer the conversation, but just muttered, "Yin'er, I don't know if he looks like King Duan or..."

King Duan was listening carefully but suddenly stopped. Looking carefully, he found that the emperor had fallen asleep leaning on the back of the chair.

The royal clan members looked at each other with different expressions on their faces.King Duan's heart beat fast, he suppressed the excitement in his heart, and wanted to wake the emperor up.

"father……"

"Where did I just say?" The emperor suddenly woke up again.

Duan Wang smiled lightly and said, "Father Huang was just talking about Yin'er."

The emperor was stunned, and he frowned and thought for a long time, "Yin'er... Yin'er..."

Duan Wang smiled a little bigger, "Yin'er looks the most like father."

The emperor was overjoyed, "Yes, Yin'er is the most like me, the most like me!"

Zhao Hongqian clenched his fists tighter, while Duan Wang's expression became more relaxed.

The sky is getting brighter, and New Year's Day is here.After greeting the emperor in unison, the clan members of the royal family left the palace one after another.

On the way out of the palace, King Duan and Princess Duan were constantly being greeted by people.

All the officials knew in their hearts that the emperor was old.

……

The bed was cold, and Zhao Hongyin also woke up.He tilted his head slightly, and he could see the plum tree outside the window through the glass.He couldn't help thinking of the fireworks last night and the person who set them off.

Yuan Xiao came in with hot water, and asked softly, "Is the prince going to wake up?"

"rise."

After waiting for Zhao Hongyin to wash up, Yuan Xiao said: "Master Xu said he was afraid to wake you up so you wouldn't be able to sleep again, so he left quietly."

Zhao Hongyin showed a little smile: "Wake me up next time, I will miss a congratulations on New Year's Day today."

Yuan Xiao smiled and said, "You haven't lost it." After speaking, Yuan Xiao took out a letter from her bosom, "Master Xu asked the servant to hand it to you."

Zhao Hongyin shook his head helplessly, "Only he has a lot of tricks."

Yuan Xiao joked: "Except for you, I have never seen Young Master Xu do this kind of work to anyone else."

"It should be like this." Zhao Hongyin raised his eyebrows and said, "My heart is very happy."

"Master Xu, you have to say that you are thick-skinned."

Zhao Hongyin glared at him, "It's clear that you want to say... Yuan Xiao, you've learned from Kou'er."

"Hey, son, you should read the letter first." Yuan Xiao smiled.

Zhao Hongyin opened the envelope and saw a small painting.With a few simple strokes, two little babies, one tall and one short, are drawn together to set off firecrackers.

There is also a sentence above:

How can childhood sweethearts know the music of bamboo horses and bamboo horses?

Yuan Xiao called out: "This painting is about Shizi and Young Master Xu, but what does that sentence mean?"

Zhao Hongyin closed the letter with the corner of his mouth hooked, folded it carefully and put it in the purse at his waist.

Ancient has:

Lang rides a bamboo horse to get around the bed to get green plums.

Living together in Changqian, the two little ones have no doubts.