Unfortunately, Yan Ying seems to be a little shy of strangers and is reluctant to get close to her.
In addition, there are so many miscellaneous people around, with their rabbit-like ears pricked up, monitoring every conversation between the sacred saint and the prince of the dynasty.
Even if the child uses condoms, there is no chance.
In her position, there are too many things to worry about. In such a public occasion, caution is always the unchanging truth.
So he had to restrain his desire to hold Yan Ying's hand, and said in a very gentle voice, "Your Highness, please lead the way."
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The dinner was still hosted by the five-year-old prince.
Emperor Zihao Yan Xi and Queen Tao Xiaowei were resting in the palace. Someone in the palace spread the word that the empress accidentally caught a cold on the road and was not feeling well. His Majesty was accompanying them personally, so it was inconvenient to come out to meet them.
This kind of thing is not unusual in this dynasty. The emperor dotes on the queen alone and spreads all the six palaces for her. It is like a common husband and wife. It has been spread in the Yan Kingdom for a long time. No matter whether the people below are used to it or not,
Everyone must respect His Majesty's behavior, and must not talk about the Queen at will. Otherwise, the cold-faced king will not take anyone's face into consideration and turn his back on others.
The young prince's impassioned speech was graceful and the child's voice floated in the huge hall. The first glass of wine was given to the saint Yu Luojiao who came from afar to preside over the sacrificial ceremony, which fully demonstrated the importance the imperial court attaches to the Guangming Cult.
meaning.
Yuluo smiled tenderly and accepted it happily, with no concealed pride between her brows.
Singing and dancing, fine wines and delicacies, revelry, all the good things in the world are concentrated here, and the prosperous age of peace and prosperity for the country and the people is gradually coming.
Yu Luojiao's table was next to Yan Ying's. She took advantage of the opportunity to drink and half-covered her cheeks with her sleeves. She leaned close to the young prince and asked quietly, "Your queen mother is sick. My aunt is very anxious. Can Ying'er come in?"
For your information, I really want to meet your mother."