The palace, which had been deserted for a year or two, became lively, with countless palace people passing through it holding delicacies in hand.
The entire imperial city was kept spotless, just like a peerless beauty dressed neatly, waiting for her master's return.
The enthusiasm of the people in the imperial capital was beyond expectation and became an uproar. Beichenyan was worried about Ling Xiyue's pregnancy and no longer allowed her to go out of the carriage to see such a chaotic scene. However, Ling Xiyue felt everyone's enthusiasm and Gu Nian
The people's love and joy signaled the procession to slow down.
Therefore, the motorcade advanced slowly on Yong'an Avenue in the imperial capital. When it arrived at the palace, it was dark.
The entire imperial capital was decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and the lights were bright, making the whole sky red.xdw8
Ling Xiyue really hasn't felt like going home for a long time. She just met the old man and her uncle, and felt the welcome from the officials and people, and her mood improved accordingly. Maybe it was because of this that she suffered from morning sickness all the way.
She finally regained her energy.
The Supreme Emperor was not in the palace. He returned to the Xishan Palace two months ago, and this time he was really recuperating from illness.
Ever since the last time, when he was frightened by the news of Bei Chenyan's death and fell into a coma due to vomiting blood, the Supreme Emperor's health has become worse than before.
In addition, even though he was seriously ill, he still managed to work up the energy to act as an agent of the government. All parties were in chaos and had to deal with everything day and night. During the period when Beichenyan's life and death were unknown, he endured both physical and psychological pain.
After that, the body completely collapsed.
No matter how careful he was to take care of him afterwards, it was of no avail.
Therefore, after the government was stabilized and Zhan Nantian was ordered to take charge of the imperial capital, the Supreme Emperor returned to the Xishan Palace.
He knew that Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue were back, but he still didn't see any intention of returning to the palace, and there were no signs that he would come down from the mountain again.
I thought I would be able to pick up my precious granddaughter the next day at the earliest, but unexpectedly, Zhan Nantian and Zhan Yunyang had just returned from the city gate to the gate of the Protectorate, and they met Mu Xi who was waiting here.
Seeing the two figures, Mu Xi stepped over, clasped his hands together, and told Bei Chenyan: "Old Marquis, General Zhan, the emperor ordered his subordinates to wait here. Please invite the old Marquis and Zhan to the palace and the Queen.
Let’s have dinner together.”
"Now?" Zhan Nantian was startled.
Musi nodded: "The emperor just asked, if it is inconvenient for the old marquis, you don't have to go."
"Convenient, convenient, of course it's convenient!" The old man's gray head looked as nimble as anything, and his old face smiled as red as a flower, "Then wait a moment, I'll get ready."
The old man pointed to the house and said, "I have been out in the wind for most of the day, and my face is covered with dust. I have to take a shower and change clothes." You can't go to see the emperor like this, and don't scare Xiyue.
Seeing how happy the old man was, Mu Xi nodded respectfully and said, "No need to trouble me, Mr. Marquis. The emperor has said that tonight is just a family banquet. The old man will treat it as if he were at the Marquis Mansion. There won't be so many red tapes."
"Your Majesty knows that your Majesty misses the old Marquis, so he specially asked his subordinates to wait here. The carriages are all ready. The Marquis and the General don't have to be cautious. Come and follow your subordinates into the palace quickly. I'm afraid your Majesty has been waiting for a long time."
"Then let's go, don't keep Xi Yue waiting." Zhan Yunyang was also very happy.
"Okay, okay."
The old man smiled and nodded.
Musi bowed slightly and made an invitation gesture to the carriage next to him.
As soon as the old man took a step forward, he paused with an "ouch" and said "Wait a minute" before turning back and bumping into Zhan Yunyang who was following closely behind him, making him cry and laugh, "What's wrong? Father, please wait."
Point, Xiyue is there and can't run away."
They say "old boy", "old boy", and they are absolutely right. My father is really becoming more and more like a child as he gets older. Sometimes he is in a hurry, sometimes he is happy, sometimes he is angry, and he becomes more and more difficult to serve.
"Things, things!" The old man raised his eyes at Zhan Yun.
Zhan Yunyang didn't react for a moment and twisted his handsome eyebrows, "What is it?"
The old man said "Hey" and glared at his son, "Whatever you brought to Xiyue at Gubeikou, take it with you."
"Oh!" Zhan Yunyang slapped his forehead and remembered, "Wait a minute."
After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the Hou Mansion.
He just told someone to slow down...
They are really not a family. They don't enter the same house. Musi looked at the two father and son, and then thought of the little ancestor spread out in the palace. He suppressed a smile on his usually prim face, and quickly lowered his head to cover it up.
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But the old man still saw it, coughed and smiled: "Funny."
Musi quickly raised his hands and lowered his head even further.
There was a hint of snickering among the guards at the Hou Mansion.
The old man stared at the gate, as if he wanted to see through his mansion.
In a moment, Zhan Yunyang held up a brocade box and walked out of the Protector's House. He smiled at the old man with handsome features, called out "Father", and shook the brocade box in his hand to signal him.
got it.
The old man was satisfied, nodded, turned around and got into the carriage.
Jiuxiao Hall, the emperor's and queen's bedroom.
Seeing that Ling Xiyue had regained some of her energy and felt much better physically, the first thing Bei Chenyan did when she returned to the palace was to order the imperial dining room to prepare a large table of dishes. Dozens of all kinds came to pay their respects.
Lots and lots of tables.
Ling Xiyue sat down and took a look, her eyes filled with astonishment, "Beichenyan, you are really raising pigs."
She looked at the man beside her, and there was a big sign on his forehead: Royal Breeding Farm, you deserve it.
Although for an emperor, if it is really luxurious, hundreds of dishes in a meal are not too much.
However, Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue do not advocate extravagance and waste, so except for palace banquets and other occasions with prescribed specifications, their daily meals are similar to those in ordinary mansions, and they are rarely so extravagant.
Beichenyan held Ling Xiyue's waist, and only stopped holding her hand when she sat down, and sat next to her.
The man heard the sound and chuckled: "Your taste has changed every day since you were pregnant. You could still eat a few mouthfuls of food yesterday, but you don't like it today. I don't know what you like to eat, so I can only ask the kitchen to prepare more. You can always
Pick out a few things that will satisfy your stomach."
Ling Xiyue heard what he said seemed to make sense, but she couldn't refute it for a moment.
"Besides, you're not the only one eating it." Bei Chenyan added immediately.
Ling Xiyue raised her eyes and looked at the man, "Is there anyone else?"
The meaning in Beichenyan's mouth was obviously not about himself.
Turning his eyes, he saw that the maid next to him was still placing dishes and chopsticks. Apart from her and Bei Chenyan, there were more than one pair.
"We'll find out later." Bei Chenyan smiled at his young wife, with a mysterious luster in his dark red eyes, "Looking at the time, it should be here soon. If you're hungry, eat first."