The palace maid nodded and left without leaving a trace. She left the Qianqing Palace and headed towards the Taiye Pond, quickly disappearing into the night.
Duguyi was surrounded by a group of ministers who were affectionate and flattering. Everyone was understanding. This Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was unprecedentedly grand. All the officials in the capital were summoned by the emperor to the scene. There was only one possibility for such a grand occasion - —That is to announce the candidate for the crown prince.
All the ministers knew very well that there was no other candidate for the crown prince except Dugu Yi, so they all tried their best to please him. If he got into that position, it would be difficult to please him.
Although Dugu Yiyi had a smile on his face and was chatting with everyone, he felt a little anxious and uneasy in his heart. Although he believed that what Lin Qingran said yesterday was just a threat to him, he became less sure because of her words. Maybe It's because everything Lin Qingran said before was never wrong. Even if she deliberately disturbed his mind and intimidated him this time, he couldn't take it lightly!
Just when Dugu Yi was anxious, the maid next to Concubine Liu Xian appeared. She did not come close, she just shook her head gently towards Dugu Yi, nodded slightly, and then quietly retreated.
But Dugu Yi felt as if he had taken the Dinghai Shenzhen, and his whole body felt relaxed. After a while, he said to the people surrounding him: "Everyone, please take your time and chat, I'm going to wash up."
All the ministers scrambled to get out of the way, for fear of offending the future king. Duguyi left easily and reached a deserted place. The commander-in-chief of the Jinwu Guards who followed him asked Mr. Liu to step forward and whispered: "Your Highness, I am the empress." Is there any news from over there?"
Dugu Yi nodded: "Let everyone withdraw! Father has already decreed that the throne be transferred to me!"
Lord Liu was determined, and he couldn't help but look at Dugu Yi with ecstatic eyes, and even raised his voice: "Congratulations, Your Highness!"
Mr. Liu deeply felt that he had great foresight and had made the right bet, and Dugu was determined to rise to the top. His merits as a follower of the dragon were not small, and he would naturally reach higher levels of prosperity and wealth in the future.
He was a very adventurous person. He dropped to his knees and said with a smile: "Long live my emperor!"
Dugu Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud. He personally bent down to help Mr. Liu and promised: "Commander, you don't have to do this. I will remember all your achievements."
The two of them smiled alike, with high spirits in their eyes. After a moment, they stopped talking and passed each other in tacit understanding.
When Duguyi returned to the Taiyechi dinner party, many ministers could feel the difference in him. Although he was still the same reserved, the high-spiritedness of getting what he wanted could not be concealed.
The ministers who were close to each other looked at each other and leaned closer to Dugu Yi tacitly, their attitude became more attentive, and the whole banquet became one-sided.
Xu Changqing, who was always surrounded by people in the past, was now left aside, and his surroundings were deserted.
Also, what will happen if the emperor likes this nephew? Once the emperor and his courtiers, who knows what the new emperor will do to him after he comes to power?
It doesn't sound too good to think about it. After all, as long as you are a normal person, who would treat a cousin who is more loved by his father than yourself?
What's more, there is also Princess Zhaohua. Although one of the two masters is pretending to be a sworn brother and the other is pretending to be a good friend, we are not fools. Who are we fooling?
He was once unappreciated, but now he avoids him, for fear that he will be disliked by the new emperor because he is close to Xu Changqing, so that Xu Changqing's surroundings are empty.
The tea is cold when people leave. No, the emperor hasn't left yet, and Mr. Xu's cup of tea has become cold.
The palace maid serving tea at the side looked at the handsome figure of Mr. Xu, and she could not help but shed a handful of tears of sympathy in her heart as she spurned the ministers' useless behavior.