In the Lingbo Hall, cups are exchanged for cups, glasses of wine are exchanged, and the sound of strings and strings of bamboo and silk can be heard endlessly. If the female family members cannot stay any longer, they can invite the little sisters to enjoy the moon at the Pavilion in the Heart of the Lake.
No one left the married woman. As a good wife, how could she be absent from social gatherings?
The child is old and the marriage has been decided. Where can I find the in-laws? Not at major banquets.
However, this kind of thing basically has nothing to do with Jiang You, not to mention that her natal family is already gathered in the prison, and no one cares about her just because of her family background.
Jiang was happy and leisurely, eating dim sum dishes slowly, and fed himself to seventy percent full.
Suddenly, a figure walked up to her.
Jiang You felt his head light up. When he looked up, he saw the bright and beautiful woman in front of him holding a hairpin. He seemed a little unbelievable: "This hairpin...how can this hairpin be on your head?"
"Shu Fei, what's wrong with this hairpin?" Logically speaking, men shouldn't get involved in women's disputes, but Yan Zhantian couldn't bear to see Jiang being wronged. Yan Zhantian had already
He was guarding her, his eyes were as cold as cold knives, as if he would break her neck if she said a bad word.
Concubine Shu shrank, looked at the hairpin, at Jiang You, and then at Yan Zhantian with a complicated expression.
Jiang You didn't see anything special about this hairpin, but judging from Concubine Shu's reaction, it should have a special meaning.
"No problem." Concubine Shu shook her head and chose Mingzhe to protect herself.
She was actually the one His Majesty took a fancy to... Concubine Shu felt bitter in her heart, but kept a smile on her face, and returned the hairpin to Jiang You: "This style is very special, but I was distracted for a moment."
Jiang calmly put away the hairpin without saying anything.
Concubine Shu returned to her seat in a daze. The concubine next to her was curious about what she had said to Jiang, but Concubine Shu just shook her head tiredly and said nothing.
The concubines became more and more curious. One-third of the concubines were jealous of Concubine Mei, the other third made secret glances at Huangfu Jianming, and the remaining third were staring at Jiang You.
Jiang You remained calm.
"Why are those people looking at you?" Yan Zhantian was sitting upright, but when they caught him with his peripheral vision, he already felt uncomfortable. It's hard to imagine Qingqing's mood at this moment when he was attacked by a sniper.
"Maybe..." Jiang turned his head and looked at Yan Zhantian with an innocent expression, "You think I look good."
Yan Zhantian nodded seriously, acknowledging her narcissistic words.
Yes, his Qingqing is the most beautiful. Although these women are annoying and their eyes are annoying, they are very discerning.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Concubine Mei's slightly panicked voice sounded. Jiang You and Yan Zhantian, who were very close to the throne, both looked over.
The young emperor was seen sitting on pins and needles in his seat, his body twisting slightly, his warm expression could no longer be maintained, and he was pursing his lips to fight against the itching on his body.
At first, Huangfu Jianming only had a slight itchiness on his neck. He rubbed it with his collar, thinking that it would relieve it, but it turned out that it was like turning on some switch. Gradually, it started to itch all over his body, and then it became extremely itchy.
It's heartbreaking.
Afraid of losing his composure if he stayed any longer, Huangfu Jianming made a quick decision and left Lingbo Hall in embarrassment.
"Imperial Physician, declare Imperial Physician quickly!" From a distance, Jiang heard Huangfu's Jianming and angry voice again.
Jiang silently curled his lips again. Hehe, it will itch you to death.
The concubines who stayed in the palace looked at each other, wondering what happened. Why did Your Majesty leave without saying a word? But was he angry with them?
But they didn't do anything, they didn't even have time to get jealous.
"He actually twisted around in public, which was unseemly." Yan Zhantian said something sarcastic in a low voice.
Jiang glanced at him again, itching like a hundred claws scratching his heart, it was difficult to maintain his decency.