Nalan Meier nodded and said: "My mother-in-law passed away when I was still young. Fortunately, Emperor Amma took pity on her and adopted her in the palace as her own daughter."
Nian smiled slightly when she heard this and said nothing. She had known about this for a long time and just wanted to confirm it again. Yinzhen's anomaly was indeed related to Nalan Meier, hum.
At the right time, a servant brought up a plate of washed grapes. Nian picked a green grape and carefully peeled off the skin, then handed it to Yinzhen's mouth and said softly: "Your Majesty, how do you like the taste of this grape?"
Yinzhen looked sideways at the pair of slightly raised red phoenix eyes. Even when he saw those eyes, he felt extremely beautiful. At this moment, there was a softness like water flowing in his eyes, making him unconsciously open his mouth. For a moment, he frowned.
, spit out a few seeds and said: "It's so sour."
Nian smiled and said nothing, peeling another grape in her hand, this time it was crimson. Her fingers were already extremely slender, and they were painted with pink tanko, making every move she made exuded an ultimate expression.
of charming.
The sourness in his mouth that had not dissipated for a long time made Yinzhen clear his head a little, and forced himself to look away from Nalan Meier's face; he had lost everything, so at least he should retain some dignity.
Not long after, the prince, Yinzhen, Yin? and others arrived one after another and sat together, which diluted the awkward atmosphere a lot.
After a while, Concubine De also arrived. Yinxiang's biological mother died early, and Concubine De was his mother-in-law. While they were attending the ceremony, the outside suddenly became lively, with the sound of crackling firecrackers non-stop, and Xi Niang in red.
Ran ran in and bowed to Yinxiang and said happily: "Thirteenth Fujin has arrived. Please kick the sedan door open."
Although this marriage was not what he wanted, Yinxiang was open-minded by nature, and Ling Ruo had to explain it many times, so he could accept it calmly. After asking Concubine De to sit down, he went out with Xiniang and kicked the sedan door. Then Xiniang helped Hong
The bride wearing a hijab comes out.
When the sedan arrives, there is also a time to salute. The Ministry of Etiquette has specially calculated it, so after kicking the sedan door, stepping on the brazier, stepping on the saddle, and walking on the mat, it is the auspicious time to salute.
After receiving the ceremony and drinking tea on behalf of Kangxi, the concubine De gave a mutton-fat jade Ruyi to the Zhaojia family, which symbolized good fortune and happiness for the couple.
"I still have some things to do in the palace, so I'll leave first. Remember to enter the palace tomorrow to pay your respects to your Majesty." After giving instructions to Yinxiang and the other two, Concubine De left first, and everyone knelt down to see each other off, showing off the four concubines.
Zhaorong.
Zhaojia was sent to the new house, while Yinxiang stayed to drink with everyone. Countless servants shuttled among them, and fine wine and delicacies were served to the banquet like a flowing stream.
During the banquet, Yinzhen brought vegetables to Mei'er's bowl from time to time and told her to eat more. Their deep love was a great irony for Yinzhen. Faced with the table full of delicacies, he was completely unmoved.
With chopsticks, I just kept drinking wine.
Ling Ruo saw all this, folded his sleeves and scooped out a bowl of Lily, Autumn Pear and Tremella Soup and handed it to Yinzhen. By coincidence, Nala and Nian also took their dishes and put them in Yinzhen's bowl. The atmosphere suddenly changed.
It's extremely weird.
Nala was the first to take back his chopsticks and chuckled: "I thought about it with my two sisters for a while. Although this wine is good, the prince can't just drink. He also has to eat some food."
After hearing this, Yilan's mind changed. She took the custard that she had never touched, jumped off the seat and ran to Yinzhen. Regardless of everyone's surprised eyes, she said softly: "Fourth Master, Lan'er treats you to eat." Her.
The voice is delicate and has a hint of softness, which is extremely pleasant to the ears.
Yinzhen was about to take it when he suddenly saw two dried longans and a green vegetable placed on the flat and smooth egg custard, which she cleverly arranged into a smiling face. Yinzhen understood her intention at once, and he didn't expect that he would even
A little girl also noticed his distress, and it seemed that he was really losing his temper.
He smiled and shook his head and took the custard, "You weird girl." He paused and pointed to the smiling face on the custard and asked, "Why is his mouth blue?"
Yilan poked her pink cheek with her hand and said awkwardly: "Lan'er can't find anything better to replace it with, so she has no choice but to feel wronged by the Fourth Master and make a better-looking smiling face for the Fourth Master tomorrow.
"
"Okay." Her innocent and cute expression made Yinzhen feel better. He no longer looked at Mei'er across from him, reached out and picked up Yilan and sat on his lap. "Whatever you want to eat, I'll give it to you."
Apart from carrying her out of the carriage, this was the first time that Yilan was so close to Yinzhen. Smelling the ubiquitous masculine scent on the tip of her nose, Yilan's heart "thumped" and kept beating like she was about to
Like it's popping out of your throat.
She must get this man! She must! Her hands quietly clenched onto Yinzhen's clothes, but with the same smile on her face, she pointed at the plate of herring in the distance and said, "Lan'er wants to eat that." Time and time again.
During her testing, she knew that he liked such an innocent smile.
Yinzhen smiled, took a chopstick of fish, carefully checked whether there were any thorns, and then put it into the bowl of Yilan, who was blushing, and watched her eat it in small bites.
Looking at this admiration, Nian sneered and said to Ling Ruo, who was sitting below her: "I never thought that Ling Fujin's sister would know how to please the prince at such a young age. It is true that like an elder sister, like a younger sister."
Ling Ruo smiled slightly and said quietly: "Yilan also has good intentions and wants to make the fourth master happy. Isn't my sister unable to even look down on a child?"
Nian snorted coldly, turned away and ignored it.
On the other side, Yinxiang is today's groom, so he will inevitably be drunk. Moreover, many of the people who came today were brought by him in the Ministry of War. He is a military commander and has a good drinking capacity. Everyone drinks from a large bowl, even though Yinxiang drinks a lot.
No matter how good it is, after doing this, his face will be red and he will be drunk.
"Hoo!" Yinxiang finally found an opening, left the banquet and went to the garden to sit and rest for a while. He was rubbing his temples vigorously when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He opened his eyes and vaguely saw someone standing in front of him. When he took a closer look, he could see someone standing in front of him.
He couldn't help but smile and said: "Xiao Moyu, why are you here?"
"Slave..." The words I had planned for a long time became extremely difficult at this moment. I couldn't say it, and my palms were sweating all the time.
"What on earth do you want to say?" Yinxiang struggled to remember, but he drank too much and couldn't make up his mind. He stumbled and fell to the ground. Mo Yu was so panicked that he hurried over to support him and said: "Thirteenth Master, please be careful.
point."
Yinxiang grinned, flicked Mo Yu's forehead with his finger, and said vaguely: "Little Mo Yu's forehead is the most comfortable to bounce."
This familiar action made Mo Yu's heart clench suddenly, and she couldn't help but said: "You feel comfortable, but do you know how much pain this slave has?"
Yinxiang glanced at her from side to side, caressed the reddish mark and said, "Does it really hurt? Then I'll just play it back a little bit. Tell me, what do you want me to do with you?"
No matter how amiable and arrogant he was, he was still the Thirteenth Lord of the Qing Dynasty. Mo Yu forced herself to recognize this reality. Only in this way could she give up.
She tried her best to push back the tears in her eyes and showed a heartless smile, "It's okay, it's just that you rewarded me with so many golden melon seeds last time, and I haven't thanked you yet. I know you want to marry Fujin, and I'm happy for you too.
, so I specially made a new money bag for you, Thirteenth Master, I hope you won’t dislike it.”