princess regent lifted from her grave

Princess Shion

The official ladies present frequently looked at the seats at the front.

King Beiling and his concubine have already taken their seats.

King Yi and his cousin sitting behind him have also taken their seats.

King Chen also just took his seat.

There are still two empty seats, which belong to King Xiu and Prince Cheng.

Is it true that Prince Cheng fell ill after returning to the Holy Capital City, as rumored by the outside world? Now that he could not even attend the palace banquet, people speculated that Cheng Shizi was extremely ill.

The ladies secretly glanced at the handsome faces, dignified temperament and elegance of the princes, which made their hearts move.

More of their eyes fell on King Chen, because there was no woman beside him.

King Chen naturally sensed the many scorching glances, but just smiled lightly and ignored them.

At this time, Zhao Jie, who was standing behind Zhao Guilin, glanced at the people in the hall calmly. He was standing in an excellent position and could have a panoramic view of everyone in the hall.

Prime Minister Zhao and Mrs. Zhao took their seats in the front,

Zhao Guilin and Zhao Tinger sat in the two small seats behind Prime Minister Zhao.

He and Zhao Zhu, Prime Minister Zhao's personal servant, stood behind Zhao Guilin with his hands hanging down. Next to Zhao Zhu was Mrs. Zhao's maid.

Zhao Guilin was blocked by Prime Minister Zhao and Mrs. Zhao in front, so he was freer. While everyone else was chatting, he kept turning around to talk to Zhao Jie in detail about the situation in the hall. After listening to everything, there was still someone standing Zhao Zhu on the side.

Zhao Guilin still whispered:

"Third brother, the one who just sat down is King Chen. He and Prince Cheng govern Nan'an County together. Prince Cheng may not show up today. It is said that his condition is extremely serious..."

Zhao Jie nodded slightly, he knew this.

At this time, his eyes fell on Han Yurong not far away, with deep hatred hidden in his eyes. Before his death, his father said that this was a woman who was disloyal and unfaithful to her father. She immediately turned to him after the divorce. The father was extremely angry when he found out about the embrace of other men. According to his father's wishes, the relationship between that man and his father was still a sworn brother.

Zhao Jie looked at Shangguanze's warm spring breeze and high-spirited appearance, as well as his meticulous care for Han Yurong beside him, and the twins between them. Zhao Jie believed what his father said before his death. Maybe Han Yurong and this Shangguan Ze had already secretly communicated with each other, and they had hooked up with each other behind his father's back a long time ago.

Compared with the haggard appearance of Han Yu today when she was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, she seems to be a completely different person now. Not only is she energetic and energetic, she seems to be much younger than she was then, and she looks like she is twenty-four years old. The age of five.

Zhao Jie felt extremely reluctant when he thought of his deceased aunt.

Zhao Guilin followed Zhao Jie's gaze, then looked back and whispered:

"Those are the Empress's parents and her twin brothers. Shangguan Mansion usually keeps a very low profile and refuses visits from all dignitaries. The more this happens, the better the reputation of Shangguan Mansion will be."

When Zhao Jie heard this, his voice was soft and indifferent: "He's not!"

Zhao Guilin heard this very clearly and turned to look at Zhao Jie doubtfully: "What's not going on?"

Zhao Jie just smiled faintly and did not answer. What he wanted to say was that Shangguan Ze was not the empress's father. The empress's father had already died.

It seemed that everyone took it for granted that Shangguan Ze was the empress's father. Even though their surnames were different, they didn't care. Because of Shangguan Ze's great contributions, almost everyone, including the common people, knew that Shangguan Ze was the empress's father whenever they mentioned Shangguan Ze. But who still remembers the former Prime Minister Mu, the empress's biological father?

Shangguan Ze felt a strong gaze, looking towards them, as if there was still hidden hatred. Shangguan Ze frowned, glanced away with cold eyes, and the gaze disappeared instantly.

Shangguanze frowned even more tightly. The direction of his gaze just now was exactly behind Prime Minister Zhao. Could it be Zhao Guilin? Shangguan Ze wasn't sure if it was him or not. The line of sight disappeared too quickly and he couldn't catch it. He could only observe it secretly.

Zhao Zhu, who was standing next to Zhao Jie, took in all this, then lowered his eyes and continued to stand by.

Yun Xiwan, who was sitting next to Shangguan Ze and Han Yurong, couldn't take her eyes away after seeing Shangguan Heng and Shangguan Mo. They were so cute, especially the chubby one, who looked extremely excited. , and the other one had a stern face and a very serious look. In short, the more Yun Xiwan looked at it, the more she liked it, and she wanted to reach out and pinch that chubby little face.

Perhaps Yun Xiwan's gaze was too intense, but Shangguan Heng's eyes were looking around again, and he caught sight of Yun Xiwan's gaze that had been following him.

When Shangguan Heng saw the beautiful sister next to him, his eyes lit up, he slightly probed his head, and asked in a low voice over his mother:

"Sister, you like me very much because I'm so cute, right?"

Shangguan Heng finished his words with a face full of pride. My sister had said that he was a cute little girl who was loved by everyone, and the white and tender flesh on his face was so delicious that her sister was so excited when she saw him. It takes several kisses. In order to maintain his white and tender flesh, he eats a lot every day...

Seeing his cute expression, Yun Xiwan's heart almost softened. She really wanted to hug this little cutie, so she quickly nodded and responded,

"Sister likes you very much."

Han Yurong, who was sitting aside, looked at Yun Xiwan and smiled apologetically, then turned around and told Heng'er to sit down quickly. The palace banquet was about to start. Shangguan Heng heard this and sat down quickly. He still had to wait for his sister.

Han Yurong smiled helplessly. Heng'er became quiet only when he mentioned Yan'er. Heng'er was too naughty. No matter whether he knew others or not, he always had something to talk about. This was the case when he was in the palace. The maids in Shangguan's palace He would call out the servants, even the secret guards hiding in the dark, and chat for a while.

I don’t know what happened recently, but I kept talking to the small trees in the courtyard, as if I was looking for some kind of tree spirit. What is a tree spirit? She didn't know either, but it seemed to be described in Yan'er's painting book, so Heng'er took it seriously.

While everyone was looking around, they suddenly heard the head chamberlain shouting:

"The Emperor has arrived! The Queen has arrived! King Xiu has arrived!"

Everyone in the hall stood up and knelt down to pay their respects.

When they saw the emperor and empress coming slowly from the back of the hall, they all shouted:

"Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"

"The Queen is a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"

Ye Lijue first placed Yan'er on the phoenix seat, and then said in a cold voice: "Ping Shen."

After everyone in the hall thanked the Lord for his kindness, they slowly stood up.

King Xiu returned to his seat after seeing his younger siblings seated safely.

The atmosphere in the hall changed from pleasant and relaxed before to tense in an instant. Everyone's sitting posture was much more upright than before.

Without him, it was just because the emperor's imposing manner was too overwhelming, and the cold eyes that glanced over made them tremble, especially the ladies and ladies in the boudoir, especially those who entered the palace for the first time to attend the palace banquet. , not even daring to raise his head.

After Mu Fengyan sat down, she glanced at Zhao Jie calmly, as well as the Second Young Master of the Sima Mansion, the Young Master Wang of the Shangshu Mansion, Young Master Zhou of the Minister of Rites, and the Second Young Master of Dali Temple.

Mu Fengyan concluded that there was indeed something wrong with Zhao Jie.

Finally, his eyes fell on Heng'er and Mo'er, who were looking excited. Today, they were dressed particularly festively. Their little red robes were embroidered with delicate blessing characters. One look at them revealed that they were made by Guizhi's craftsmanship.