He moved among the clan nobles, with a drunken pace and a domineering attitude, and his elegant eyes were accurately locked on the emperor.
When he reached the imperial chariot, Jiao Li quickly shook off his robe and knelt down on one knee: "My son, I will join my father."
"You are actually late for such an important event?" The emperor looked displeased.
Jiao Li met the emperor's sharp gaze without fear: "Dumpling has been in a mood for a while, and I can only rest assured after I calm him down."
When all mistakes are related to dumplings, whether it is the servant or the emperor, they will choose to retreat.
The expression on the emperor's face changed: "You get up first."
"Yes!" Jiaoli stood up without squinting.
The emperor coughed: "Ahem...are the dumplings okay?"
"Thanks to my father, Dumpling is fine now." His voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard.
The emperor pondered for a moment and then brought the topic back up: "Father, I just granted you a marriage to Princess Changnian on your behalf."
"I would like to thank my father." Jiao Li bent down and shook his two earphones in his ears, making it difficult for people to see clearly what his expression was now.
The emperor was very satisfied and waved. Chang Nian quickly stood up from his seat, moved slowly to Jiao Li's side, and bowed before the emperor like him.
This is the royal rule. Any decree issued by the emperor, whether you like it or not, you must express your gratitude with a flattered heart.
Because the emperor's favor cannot be denied.
Looking at this scene, Yan Buhuan suddenly wondered, if the person standing here now was Xuanyuan Mu himself, would he accept this gifted wedding with such an indifferent attitude like Jiao Li?
No one knows the answer.
After thanking the emperor for his kindness, the clan and nobles began to congratulate him.
Except for Chang Ping who was unhappy, everyone thought this was a great happy event.
Yan Buhuan couldn't tell what mood he was in, whether it was good or bad.
"Please sit down." The emperor was very happy.
Jiao Li's seat was arranged next to Yan Que.
Looking at his slowly approaching figure, Yan Buhuan subconsciously recognized his gaze and tried to have as little contact with him as possible.
After Jiao Li sat down, he smiled evilly at the Yan brothers and sisters. Yan Que nodded politely, while Yan Buhuan pretended not to notice.
Xuanyuan Si and Xuanyuan Ci are biological brothers, and their relationship with Xuanyuan Mu can be said to be as good as water. They are just nodding politely, no different than strangers.
Yan Buhuan was caught in the middle and looked a little embarrassed.
Xuanyuan Mu and Chang Nian's wedding date was set, and Qin Tianjian pointed out on the spot that there would be an auspicious day next month, which was very suitable for a wedding.
As for Xuanyuan Si and Xuanyuan Ci, the emperor was in trouble.
From Xuanyuan Ci's mouth, they learned that they selected the concubines according to the order of entry.
But last time there was only one person who went in, Chang Nian. Chang Yin and Chang Ping did not come to see him because they fell into the lake.
what should I do?
The atmosphere was somewhat deadlocked, and everyone was a little embarrassed, because the emperor himself had forgotten about this incident.
There is nothing wrong with Xuanyuan Si, it has a laid-back look, as if it doesn't matter who you marry.
Xuanyuan Ci looked frightened. He put his hands under the table, clasped his hands together, and muttered in a low voice: "Amitabha, Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, never be Changping, never be Changping."
"Are you so scared?" Yan Buhuan was a little annoyed. How could a grown man be so timid? He moved among the clan nobles, his steps like drunkenness swaying with a domineering attitude, and his elegant eyes.
Accurately locked on the emperor.
When he reached the imperial chariot, Jiao Li quickly shook off his robe and knelt down on one knee: "My son, I will join my father."
"You are actually late for such an important event?" The emperor looked displeased.
Jiao Li met the emperor's sharp gaze without fear: "Dumpling has been in a mood for a while, and I can only rest assured after I calm him down."
When all mistakes are related to dumplings, whether it is the servant or the emperor, they will choose to retreat.
The expression on the emperor's face changed: "You get up first."
"Yes!" Jiaoli stood up without squinting.
The emperor coughed: "Ahem...are the dumplings okay?"
"Thanks to my father, Dumpling is fine now." His voice was so calm that no emotion could be heard.
The emperor pondered for a moment and then brought the topic back up: "Father, I just granted you a marriage to Princess Changnian on your behalf."
"I would like to thank my father." Jiao Li bent down and shook his two earphones in his ears, making it difficult for people to see clearly what his expression was now.
The emperor was very satisfied and waved. Chang Nian quickly stood up from his seat, moved slowly to Jiao Li's side, and bowed before the emperor like him.
This is the royal rule. Any decree issued by the emperor, whether you like it or not, you must express your gratitude with a flattered heart.
Because the emperor's favor cannot be denied.
Looking at this scene, Yan Buhuan suddenly wondered, if the person standing here now was Xuanyuan Mu himself, would he accept this gifted wedding with such an indifferent attitude like Jiao Li?
No one knows the answer.
After thanking the emperor for his kindness, the clan and nobles began to congratulate him.
Except for Chang Ping who was unhappy, everyone thought this was a great happy event.
Yan Buhuan couldn't tell what mood he was in, whether it was good or bad.
"Please sit down." The emperor was very happy.
Jiao Li's seat was arranged next to Yan Que.
Looking at his slowly approaching figure, Yan Buhuan subconsciously recognized his gaze and tried to have as little contact with him as possible.
After Jiao Li sat down, he smiled evilly at the Yan brothers and sisters. Yan Que nodded politely, while Yan Buhuan pretended not to notice.
Xuanyuan Si and Xuanyuan Ci are biological brothers, and their relationship with Xuanyuan Mu can be said to be as good as water. They are just nodding politely, no different than strangers.
Yan Buhuan was caught in the middle and looked a little embarrassed.
Xuanyuan Mu and Chang Nian's wedding date was set, and Qin Tianjian pointed out on the spot that there would be an auspicious day next month, which was very suitable for a wedding.
As for Xuanyuan Si and Xuanyuan Ci, the emperor was in trouble.
From Xuanyuan Ci's mouth, they learned that they selected the concubines according to the order of entry.
But last time there was only one person who went in, Chang Nian. Chang Yin and Chang Ping did not come to see him because they fell into the lake.
what should I do?
The atmosphere was somewhat deadlocked, and everyone was a little embarrassed, because the emperor himself had forgotten about this incident.
There is nothing wrong with Xuanyuan Si, it has a laid-back look, as if it doesn't matter who you marry.
Xuanyuan Ci looked frightened. He put his hands under the table, clasped his hands together, and muttered in a low voice: "Amitabha, Amitabha, Bodhisattva bless you, never be Changping, never be Changping."
"Are you so scared?" Yan Buhuan was a little angry. How could a grown man be so timid?
