Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

Li Jinyu was taken aback for a moment, but Tang Anle didn't expect Tang Anle to notice him standing behind. Except for the firewood room where he could have an open space to sit, there was no place for him to sit in this palace.

Not to mention that anyone would notice that he was still standing.

So when Tang Anle turned to ask him, Li Jinyu, who was naturally standing behind, was taken aback for a moment.

The face that had been rounded up in the general's mansion had an unchanging expression at the moment, and he was a little surprised at the moment, and then he pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled sincerely.

"No need, daddy, I'll just stand behind." Li Jinyu's unchanging voice was a little crisp, and it seemed a little far away under the melodious music of the silk string orchestra, but the slight smile was really reflected in it In Tang Anle's eyes, coupled with these words, Tang Anle felt that the "little daddy" had a lot of sincerity.

"You kid, you look so pretty when you smile. Why do you always pull your face? Come here and sit next to me," Tang Anle blinked at the kid's clean and sincere smile, and became more enthusiastic. Go hold him and pull him hard.

"No..." Before Li Jinyu could finish his sentence, Tang Anle staggered and fell down beside him.

"Yes, that's it. Sit next to me, you'll be good." Tang Anle patted his head with satisfaction, and sat upright contentedly.

Which man doesn't want a 'son' to call himself 'father'?

Li Jinyu, who has grown so big, has become docile all of a sudden after being slapped so much.

After watching the whole process, Ion Yuan's face was as dark as something, and his eyes looked faintly at Li Jinyu over Tang Anle.

Li Jinyu felt a coldness in her neck, looked at her nose, nose, nose and heart, lowered her head to shrink her sense of existence, and sat quietly with her legs crossed next to Tang Anle.

Tang Anle looked at the various snacks and fruits on the desk, his eyes lit up, and he reached out and took a piece to his mouth.

As a result, there was a sharp and thin sound of "the emperor is coming" so that the hands trembled in fright, and the exquisite dim sum fell on the table.

"My dim sum..." Tang Anle's heartbroken voice was covered by the shouts of "Long live the emperor, Wan An, long live".

Only Ion Yuan, who was sitting comfortably, noticed, chuckled, and brought a more delicate snack to his mouth as if no one else was there, motioning him to eat it.

The scene where the ministers shouted long live in the majestic hall was nothing unusual for Tang Anle, but he was really shocked at this moment, and he opened his mouth to eat the snacks delivered to his mouth naturally.

As a result, those who were shocked by this scene only dared to stuff their cheeks, neither swallowed nor bited, so they could only turn their heads and stare.

Little did he know that this scene fell into the eyes of the prime minister and all the ministers sitting opposite him, and they couldn't help but make everyone's expressions strange.

But Tang Houli's eyes were a little more deep and gloomy.

"Dear dears, let's be flat," Mu Shaohong, dressed in a golden dragon robe, walked up the stone steps to the high hall with great momentum, and sat on the gold-plated seat of Youlong.

With such an imposing manner, Mu Shaohong made the ministers below think of this young emperor who had been weak since he took office.

"Today's imperial banquet is to reward and comfort all the ministers for their hard work for the peace and stability of the Great Zhou Dynasty. This is also an imperial banquet held to celebrate the harvest of hunting in the spring. All ministers must have a good time attending the banquet tonight. The queen mother is ill tonight. I convey my gratitude to all the ministers," Mu Shaohong said with a smile on his lips after he sat down.

Without the indifference and seriousness of the past in the court hall, he showed the original affinity and was much more relaxed.

The lower part of the hall was far away from the upper part of the high hall. Tang Anle had a hard time watching, but it was obvious that Mu Shaohong's health was much better than before.

Mu Shaohong's words drew another shout of long live from the ministers below, only the three people on Ion Yuan's side were as stable as Mount Tai, motionless.

Mu Shaohong's eyes flicked down, stayed at the table at Ion Yuan for a moment, then quickly skipped over, but met Yi Yunqu at the other end, was slightly taken aback, and withdrew his expression unnaturally. .

Tang Anle couldn't help feeling a sense of superiority, and Ion Yuan was so powerful that he was also honored.

The banquet began, and the suspended silk string music played again. The music was locked in the hall surrounded by high walls, and the poems and unique music surrounded the hall, making everyone intoxicated.

Tang Anle couldn't help being amazed by this ancient Ci music, the music from this lost Ci music is so pleasant to the ears and heart.

The hall was peaceful and peaceful, but Ion Yuan just sipped a glass of wine, his eyes drooping down.

The palace wall is really high, as if separated from the outside world.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the minister surrounded by singers and dancers Yingge Yanwu did not see the thick smoke rising from the high wall. When the smoke became denser, suddenly a person dressed as an eunuch rushed in.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's not good, the Empress Dowager's dormitory is on fire!" A flustered and hurried shrill voice sounded.

Suddenly a person covered in black and dirty rushed out of the lively and joyful group of dancers, causing the dancers to stop, the dance was chaotic, and the music did not have to stop, so this sentence still lingers in this high hall constantly.

A smile flashed across Mu Shaohong's eyes at first, but soon he put on a frightened look again.

"What? Tell me clearly, what's wrong with the Queen Mother? Has something happened?" Mu Shaohong said in a slightly hasty tone.

The little eunuch shook his body, for fear of getting angry, he said tremblingly: "Back, back to the emperor, the Kunning Palace is flooded tonight, the fire was very strong, and the fire has not been extinguished yet, your majesty! Hurry up and take a look, the Queen Mother is still in the bedroom!"

"Go, let me take a look," Mu Shaohong hurriedly got up, "Eunuch Zhang, transfer all the eunuchs and guards in the palace to put out the fire and save people!"

"Yes, Your Majesty," the atmosphere instantly changed from cheerful and relaxed to tense and anxious, and several important officials who could enter and leave the palace followed the emperor's footsteps to express their loyalty and worry.

Ion Yuan had an expected expression, but he didn't expect that the protagonist would be Empress Dowager Mu. He turned his head to look at Tang Anle, and Li Jinyu had already disappeared.

"When did Jinyu leave?" Ion Yuan asked with a frown.

Tang Anle, who was dumbfounded by the words of the eunuch who broke in suddenly, glanced at her side, and replied indifferently, "The child is nervous, and he is going to the latrine."

"Let's go, let's go see how the Queen Mother is doing," Ion Yuan frowned, pulled Tang Anle up and followed the crowd

A group of people walked through the imperial garden and walked quickly under the lanterns illuminated by the maids, as if they were all worried about the safety of the queen mother.

But in fact, he was waiting and watching, who would dare to reach out to this person in Kunning Palace.