Concubine Dong Xian stood up, and all the concubines followed. Even Yun Xiyao followed the others and vaguely said "congratulations to the emperor." Dongfang Chen smiled broadly and asked people to bring wine, saying that he wanted to celebrate well.
Dongfang Chen is indeed happy. He is now twenty years old. At the age of seventeen, he married Yun Jingshu as his main concubine, and at the age of nineteen, he married Concubine Dong Xian as his concubine. However, half a year ago, the child Yun Jingshu gave birth to died in infancy.
, the prince born to Concubine Dong Xian also died shortly after birth, and now she only has one son born to her by Yun Xiyao.
Now, Wang Zhaoyi has been pregnant for half a year, and the queen is also pregnant for more than one month. By next year, he will have at least two children born. Now that the government is stable, he is really eager to have a few cute children to adjust his life.
Wine and delicacies were served immediately. Except for the pregnant Wang Yuyan and Yu Wenjin, who drank tea instead of wine, everyone else raised their glasses and congratulated Yu Wenjin in unison.
After drinking for three rounds, everyone started eating. While eating, they whispered to the people around them. Occasionally, they would say some complimentary words to Dongfang Chen and Yu Wenjin.
After eating for a while, Wang Yuyan stood up and confessed to the emperor and empress, and asked to leave to change clothes, which of course meant going to the toilet.
Dongfang Chen nodded in agreement and asked the two maids waiting behind her to accompany her. Behind Wang Yuyan was Xiangxue and another little maid with a round face. The little maid with a round face was also holding a chubby white cat in her arms. The white cat
He was burying his head in his paws and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
Hearing this, Wang Yuyan ordered the round-faced little palace maid to put the cat on the cushion where she was sitting. She also told her to be careful not to wake it up. After placing it properly, she left.
Wang Yuyan had been away for a long time. When she came back, she was being supported by two palace maids. She was breathing slightly, her face was a little pale, and she looked a little weak.
"Is Yan'er feeling unwell?" Dongfang Chen asked with concern.
Wang Yuyan smiled softly and said, "It's okay. Maybe I just sat for a long time and my blood was a little stagnant. I was a little dizzy when I stood up. I should be fine after a cup of tea."
"Hurry and help your master sit down." Dongfang Chen quickly ordered.
Walking to the original seat, Xiangxue supported Wang Zhaoyi. The round-faced little palace maid just went to hug the cat, then her face changed drastically and she suddenly took a breath.
"What happened?" Dongfang Chen frowned.
"Report to your Majesty, the cat tore the cushion of your Majesty's seat." The round-faced palace maid stammered.
Yu Wenjin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll just ask someone to change it."
"But...but..." the round-faced palace maid stammered, looking at Wang Yuyan a little embarrassed, as if she was hesitant to speak.
Wang Yuyan's face darkened, and she said with a hint of reproach: "Just say what you have to say, what does it sound like to hesitate in front of His Majesty?"
"Yes, if the mattress is broken, just ask the Queen to replace it. If you need anything..." Liu Zhaorong next to him said with a smile, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and took a big breath, "Well...
…What’s that squirming thing on that cushion?”
The round-faced little palace maid had a look of horror on her face, and said in a trembling voice: "It looks like a little insect."
Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar. Wang Yuyan lowered her head and after taking a look, her expression suddenly changed.
The people sitting around Wang Yuyan all looked over, then couldn't help covering their mouths and exclaimed, "Really, there are so many bugs."