Three hundred and fortieth chapters Husband and wife disagree
"Empress Dowager, what Lan Xin said was not this matter. It was March 15th, Lan Xin's birthday. Lan Xin wanted to invite a few friends to gather. I wonder if the empress dowager can agree?"
"Yes, it's your birthday. Look at the Ai family. I have been thinking about it for you in previous years. I asked you to bring it up this year. Why would the Ai family not allow this matter?"
"The Queen Mother, this is the list planned by Lan Xin. Please check it out."
"You kid, I just asked me if I agree. I think it's okay if I don't agree now."
"I know the empress dowager loves me the most, so the empress dowager really doesn't want to agree. Once I beg for the empress dowager, it will be done, right?" Murong Lanxin was coquettish.
The Empress Dowager smiled: "You know that the Ai family likes you, so that's how it is. But that's fine. That happened during the last palace banquet. It should be done again. At the same time, you can also look at the harem managed by An Qingran.
Will there be any mistakes... By the way, you have too few lists. If you do it, it will be the same. Also, just invite someone's wife, wouldn't those princes and princes complain?
They are all relatives, so I will be exempted from the taboo theory, add a few more.”
This is what Murong Lanxin means.
So I started preparing.
Murong Lanxin found An Qingran and told her about this matter, saying that she paid for money by herself, so please help her arrange it.
Although An Qingran is in a bad mood now, she can’t push it, so she naturally does her best.
The last time Shu Guifei’s birthday party happened, the imperial chefs later shouted that they were wronged, but they were still in prison. Fortunately, they didn’t take anyone’s life.
Sometimes An Qingran would think, is this really the case with the imperial kitchen? She only knew that the rules of the imperial kitchen were very strict, and every three people were in charge of a dish. If something happened, three people would sit together, so, fish
The fact that the gallbladder was mixed into the dish was not noticed by six eyes? What's more, after the dish was required to be produced, you must not leave the eyes.
Could it be that Concubine Shu himself did it?
An Qingran just speculated but didn't make any guesses.
The prince's confinement allowed the two of them to spend more time together. The prince had plenty of time to watch her embroidery, see her make soup, and see her dealing with things. He would give her advice, but he would never ask more questions. On this point, An Qing
Yet I felt trust.
Dongfang Jin still has time to review books and practice martial arts, so An Qingran thinks that this time the confinement is a good thing.
Anyway, he had no state affairs to deal with, so he could just let her deal with the last remaining poison for him.
Anyway.
The palace was quiet for half a month.
March fifteenth.
The sky is sunny, the willow trees are spitting yellow, and the peach blossoms also have buds on the branches. Everything is fresh and tender. Murong Lanxin is even more delicate than this pink. She stood there in a lush dress, standing graceful and graceful, with spring, and welcoming the police.
people.
The guests include Ning Wang and Qin Xiangning, the prince and his wife, Kang Wang and his wife, the prince and his wife, Dongfang Ruoxue, Lian Muhan, and several other princesses, little princesses, and Murong Lanxin himself
The two sisters, with more than twenty people, were lively but not noisy.
Seeing Dongfang Ruoxue and Lou Wanyue, An Qingran happily greeted him, pulled Lou Wanyue's hand and said, "Cousin, why have you lost weight? Tell me, is Ruoxue bullying you?"
Dongfang Ruoxue said beside him: "How dare I bully her? She is learning to dance and eat less."
Lou Wanyue smiled and nodded: "Yes, I heard that a lot of things have happened in the palace recently. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, it's okay if you don't learn to dance. You have to keep your own body well. I'm still waiting to hold my nephew."
An Qingran's joke made Lou Wanyue's face turn red, but she just pulled the corner of her mouth and said nothing.
An Qingran felt that Lou Wanyue seemed to be in a state of depression, but in the blink of an eye, she smiled again and couldn't tell anything.
As she turned her eyes, she met a warm gaze. It was Dongfang Run. An Qingran pushed Lou Wanyue and said, "Look at your husband, your eyes are always following you."
Lou Wanyue turned around in surprise, but only saw Dongfang Run turning around and leaving. An Qingran also saw it and couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
The three women were chatting together enthusiastically, and An Qingran asked them to come to the palace to accompany her more often. In the palace, she rarely had people who were intimate. Thinking of this, she saw An Yanran and An Ranyue.
, these should be their own sisters, but they are enemies. Fortunately, they have them with me in this life, which can be considered as making up for my regrets.
She sighed.
Everyone sat down. The Queen Mother only drank a little wine and said that it would not affect the young people's interest. She left first. Murong Lanxin held a glass to thank everyone for celebrating her birthday. She said a lot of words on the scene. Then everyone toasted her with a good atmosphere.
A harmonious area.
The prince sat next to An Qingran, just drank quietly, not drinking much, not talking much, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Dongfang Run was wearing a white dress and sat there as quiet as a scenery. He held a jade cup in his hand and slapped lightly, without saying anything or making any moves, nor did he look at Lou Wanyue.
Lou Wanyue is also a lilac dress. When the two of them are together, the woman is beautiful, and the man is even more beautiful, and it is very pleasing to the eye. But no one knows that Lou Wanyue is choked in her throat at this moment, extremely depressed.
Because she knew that Dongfang Run's eyes occasionally flowed and stayed on An Qingran's body. She had heard of rumors about him and An Qingran before. When An Qingran celebrated her birthday, he fought with the prince for gifts.
She was rumored for a while and overheard her father and mother, saying that the emperor intended to marry Dongfang Run and An Qingran. She felt very distressed at the time, and later thought that it might be the emperor's thoughts for a while, but
, she only realized after marrying that even if Dongfang Run was not An Qingran in her heart, she definitely had no self.
She still remembered the night of the bridal chamber. She was nervous and almost suffocated. When Dongfang Run came, he lifted his veil. When she saw his elegant face, she felt dizzy, but then she felt nervous.
There was no expression of joy at all, or it was disgusting, and there was no expression, just like he usually did, no one knew what he was thinking.
She thought he would sleep in separate rooms, but he actually stayed. He drank with him and owed wine. Then he slept beside him, quiet and almost sacred. He said he would not have a wedding room for the time being because they didn't know each other very well yet.
, she had no objection.
At first she thought what he said made sense.
But days passed day by day, and the calm days seemed like a pool of stagnant water, especially when he was right beside him, it seemed like an unreachable horizon, out of reach. She felt that her life was over.
She tried hard to make soup for him and sewed a piece of clothing for him, but he never wore it. She couldn't please anyone. She wanted to talk to him, but she didn't know where to start. She vaguely felt something was wrong until
Today, she confirmed her guess. The person Dongfang Run had always liked was An Qingran.
She looked at An Qingran again. She didn't know what to say to the prince at this moment, and she smiled lightly and had a very charming look.
She is beautiful, she knows that.
She should hate her, but she couldn't. Seeing An Qingran didn't know Dongfang Run's affection at all, she treated herself with all her heart. How could she hate her?
But a needle is in her heart and she cannot ignore it.
Thinking about it now, Dongfang Run married herself out of helplessness.
The three of them were framed together. She didn't figure out the situation at that time. Later, she thought that someone was framed by Dongfang Run and An Qingran. When she thought of this, she was both glad and uneasy, although she didn't know who the person behind her was.
But that person must have known that Dongfang Run likes An Qingran, otherwise he would not have fallen into the trap when she mentioned her name.
Lou Wanyuedong was thinking about it, but his heart was so chaotic that he could not express it.
She couldn't say these words to An Qingran.
Then who should I tell you?
Dongfang Ruoxue? She is just a sister, so what can I do?
Thinking of this, Lou Wanyue raised her cup and drank it all in one go.
At this moment, Murong Lanxin raised his glass and stood up: "Today is my birthday. Everyone is here. Lanxin is very grateful. However, it is boring for us to drink only. We are all the same age, and there is no one who doesn't like the fun, so
I suggest that we have a show to cheer up, don’t hide your own personalities, don’t be shy, do you show it and make a lot of fun?"
Some people naturally say it is good.
Murong Lan was drunk and said, "Where is my birthday today, I am the biggest one. I am right or wrong. Everyone is merciless to argue. Thank you here. I only knew that there were three outstanding people in the capital..."
Speaking of this, looking at the Sanjue, An Qingran was stunned for a moment. What exactly did she want to say?
"But I've only been away for a year, and the capital has a fourth magnificent again, and I have also jumped to the top of the four magnificents..." As she said that, she walked to An Qingran with a smile on her face, "Sister, sister, sister
Today is abrupt, and my sister wants to meet the charm of the Four Masters, especially my sister. Today is my birthday. What kind of performance is my sister as a gift, okay?"
"I've given a gift." An Qingran smiled slightly.
She wants to make herself entertain her performance?
"Sister, what I want to watch most is my sister's singing and dancing. I wonder if my sister is rewarding her?"
She looked at Dongfang Jin.
Dongfang Jin raised his eyebrows, slightly dissatisfied.
Murong Lanxin just pretended not to see it and stood there with a smile.
An Qingran stood up: "Since the princess has such elegant intentions, I'll dance a song..."
An Qingran didn’t know what she was best at, to write a poem, painting, or sing a song?
Finally, I decided to dance a song, but it was just a flash of thought.
But Lou Wanyue felt a deep heart when she looked at her changing out of the flying costume. She thought An Qingran was intentional. She knew that she was thin now because of Feiwu, and only Xi Feitianwu could use this.
Is she going to fly on a diet, and is she suggesting that her dance is absolutely inferior to her?
Although Lou Wanyue felt that she had not said it clearly just now, An Qingran should know that she should not destroy her limelight like this.
When she came, she was still thinking that if everyone performed, she would dance a song about flying, not for Murong Lanxin, but for Dongfang Run.
She felt that if he watched his dance, his mind would turn to himself, and maybe he might.