Shen Lanjun looked at the prince, then at the emperor. He was unsure whether this girl would be taken into the harem by the emperor or the prince...
But from any aspect, it seems that Wen Ruyue is going to marry into the palace.
Now that the Xiao family has reconciled with the Wen family, the Wen family's separation from the Xiao family this time will definitely make the emperor and queen unhappy. Without the help of the Xiao family, the Wen family will definitely plummet in the future. It is the Shen family that can further improve their well-being. opportunity.
Thinking of this, Shen Lanjun's eyes flashed when he looked at Wen Jiaojiao, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes.
Today is a family banquet on New Year's Eve. There are not many rules. The concubines can walk among each other during the banquet, and the princes can also greet each other with their mothers and concubines.
Wen Jiaojiao saw that today's New Year's Eve was getting along well with Zhao Yan and all the young princes and princesses, so he secretly poured some wine from the table of Concubine De, who was nearby.
She had been smelling the aroma of the wine for most of the day, and she was already craving for it and wanted to taste what it tasted like.
Brother Xiao stopped letting her drink since he discovered that her drinking capacity was not very good.
Concubine De watched Wen Jiaojiao sneaking the wine away from her table and pretended not to notice with a smile.
Wen Jiaojiao poured a little bit for herself and took a sip. The strong aroma of the wine instantly spread in her mouth and went straight to her forehead.
It has only a very light astringency, and is sweet, like a fruit wine, with a hint of plum fragrance.
Wen Jiaojiao thought it tasted good, so he poured himself a glass and poured another glass for Zhao Yan.
"Ayan, can you drink? This wine is really good."
Zhao Yan looked at the faint blush on Wen Jiaojiao's face, picked up the wine she poured for her and took a sip, "You can drink it."
He was still young, so his father, the emperor, and his mother did not allow him to drink, but he drank secretly himself.
Wen Jiaojiao drank all the wine in his glass, hugged Zhao Yan's neck, and whispered in his ear: "Little Qilin, tell your aunt, have you ever drank wine secretly?"
Zhao Yan felt Wen Jiaojiao's wine-scented breath blowing against his ears, and felt as if a fire had been lit in his heart, burning directly to the base of his ears.
"Well, a little bit." Zhao Yan whispered.
Wen Jiaojiao smiled lazily, poured Zhao Yan another glass, and poured himself a glass. He picked up the glass and clinked it for him, "Happy New Year's Eve, little Qilin."
Zhao Yan turned his head and looked at the face so close to him, his heart beat faster involuntarily.
He immediately turned his head and took away Wen Jiaojiao's hand from his body.
She seemed to have been drunk and was limp with no strength at all. Zhao Yan held her hand and placed her on the table.
Wen Jiaojiao was half-lying on the table, looking at Zhao Yan with hazy eyes.
Zhao Yan slowly exhaled, drank the wine in one gulp, and then took her pot of wine aside.
He didn't expect that Wen Jiaojiao was such a bad drinker that he got drunk after just two drinks.
Wen Jiaojiao reached out to touch the wine bottle, but couldn't touch it for a long time, "Where is my wine?"
Seeing that the wine was gone, Wen Jiaojiao went to get it from Concubine De's table.
Concubine De and Concubine Xian were talking there when they saw Wen Jiaojiao staggering towards them holding a wine glass and then sat down on their seat.
"Ouch, did Xiao Jiaojiao drink up all my bottle of wine?"
Concubine De looked at Wen Jiaojiao's face, which was red and blurry, and she was obviously drunk.
Seeing her reaching for the wine, Concubine Xian took away the wine bottle and replaced it with a teapot.
Wen Jiaojiao took the teapot and poured herself a full cup of tea. After taking two sips, she frowned and muttered, "Doesn't this taste wrong?"
Concubine De and Concubine Xian looked at each other and smiled, coaxing the little girl: "This is the taste, does it taste good?"
Wen Jiaojiao shook his head and smelled it again, "It doesn't taste good. It's not as good as the one just now."
Concubine De laughed and gave her a plate of cakes, asking her to suppress her drunkenness.
Looking at the charming little girl in front of her, Concubine De touched her hair lovingly. She should have had a lovely child back then, but she was killed.
Thinking of this, Concubine De's eyes became more sad.
On the most important festival of the year, what they want most is to reunite with their loved ones.
But in this palace, except for the Ninth Five Supreme Being sitting above, no one is their relative.
Even the emperor is the husband they share with many women, not just one of them.
And they are more like their bosses than their husbands. They only enter the palace for the sake of their family and their responsibilities.
At this age, they have not even had a child. They are not yet thirty, and they have to live in the palace for many years.
Then these years are meaningless to them.
"Empress De Fei, aren't you happy?"
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Concubine De with tears in her eyes, which made her feel a little sad.
Concubine De smiled slightly, looked at Wen Jiaojiao gently and said, "No, I just thought of my family."
Wen Jiaojiao: "Then Concubine De can go out of the palace to visit her family?"
Concubine Xian on the side said: "Concubine De's mother's home is in the south. It's a long way. I'm afraid it's difficult to go back."
Moreover, it is difficult for palace concubines like them to leave the palace.
Even the queen, who is under one person, cannot leave the palace often. Her mother's family is in the capital.
Wen Jiaojiao looked at Concubine Xian again, "What about Concubine Xian? Can't you leave the palace and go home to see her?"
Concubine Xian touched Wen Jiaojiao's head and said: "My mother's family has only one younger brother left, and he has been sent to southern Xinjiang to become an official."
Wen Jiaojiao was slightly startled. He looked at the two women with gentle smiles on their faces and picked up the "jug" in his hands to pour wine for them. "The two ladies regard me as your family today. I will accompany you."
You celebrate the New Year.”
Wen Jiaojiao picked up the wine glass and clinked it with them, "Happy New Year's Eve, ladies!"
Concubine Xian and Concubine De were both stunned for a moment, then they both smiled and picked up the wine glasses filled with tea and clinked them with Wen Jiaojiao.
Wen Jiaojiao became a chatterbox as soon as he drank, and kept talking non-stop.
Concubine De and Concubine Xian listened patiently to her words. Seeing Wen Jiaojiao talking endlessly, they both began to envy the queen.
They did not envy the queen's status, nor did they envy her for giving birth to a prince, but they envied her having such a lovely little girl by her side.
It would be great if they also had a daughter.
When Wen Jiaojiao said that she was excited, she stood up with the "flask" and said, "No, I have to go toast to the Queen's sister, otherwise she will be unhappy."
With that said, Wen Jiaojiao staggered towards the position of the emperor and empress.
As soon as she walked towards the emperor and empress, the eyes of the concubines focused on her.
They were really too worried that this stunning woman would become a member of their harem.
Originally, the emperor's favor was small, so the queen got half of it, and the dozen or so concubines in their harem got the remaining half.
If this girl who is younger and more beautiful than them enters the palace, where will they have a foothold?