Rebirth of the Queen in the Harem

Li Yueru was so happy that she couldn't sleep well at night after receiving the news from Yixiu's people. She got up early the next morning, dressed herself delicately and charming, and began to eagerly wait for Yinzhen to come over.

Fortunately, Yinzhen still cared about the children and came over at noon.

"Slave Mrs. Li, please give your regards to the prince."

"Get up quickly. You are healthy now. Don't kneel down all the time."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty."

Yinzhen helped Mrs. Li up. When Mrs. Li raised her head, Yinzhen's eyes widened in surprise.

With her palm-sized face lightly painted with pink and white, her brows expressive, her eyes flowing, and paired with pink clothes, Li Yueru looked like a delicate and charming flower, making people lovable.

"You look really good in pink!"

After Yinzhen finished his compliments, he took Li Yueru's hand and walked into the yard, the smile on his face never falling.

Listening to Yinzhen praising her, Li Yueru was so happy and thanked Yi Xiu with all her heart. She originally thought why the person who came to deliver the news wanted her to wear pink, but now she understands.

These days, Baiheyuan is getting quieter and quieter. It's so quiet that it's scary. Yi Xiu always feels that Rou Ze is not holding anything back, but she's so tight-lipped that she can't find out anything at all.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of Yinzhen's birthday, and many ministers sent congratulatory gifts. At this important time, in order to avoid suspicion, some ministers in the court did not stay, only some ministers with low positions and no real power remained. After that, many people were left behind, including some princes who were good friends with Yinzhen on weekdays.

When the banquet began, Yi Xiu looked at the gifts presented by everyone. They were either calligraphy and paintings, music scores, or study calligraphy. Yi Xiu only felt that they were cliché and lacked new ideas.

Otherwise, it depends on the women of Yinzhen. The gifts are endless, each one fresher than the last.

Yi Xiu: "I have prepared two sachets for the prince. Although the herbs inside are not expensive, they are refreshing and soothing. Carrying this sachet with you can relieve the prince's fatigue. Although my gift is not Noble and valuable, but the most important thing is your heart. I wish you, the prince, a prosperous sun and moon, and a long spring for the cranes and trees."

Xu Zhen was in a good mood, probably because he had drunk some wine. He put down the sachet given by Yi Xiu and hung it on his waist to show that he cherished it.

Rouze: "I'm going to prepare the prince's birthday gift. Please ask the prince to take a look at sister Nian's gift first."

Rouze's play aroused Yinzhen's interest, and he was very much looking forward to what surprise Rouze would bring him.

Nian Shilan: "I have prepared a fox fur cloak for the prince. The weather is getting colder. The prince should pay attention to his health when he goes out. I wish the prince a long life and never grow old."

"Okay, I thank Shi Lan for the gift. I will definitely bring it with me when I go out in the future."

The dancers in the banquet were seen leaving one after another, and the singers also changed the repertoire at Liusu's signal. As soon as Yi Xiu heard this repertoire, he understood that Rou Ze was preparing to perform the Jinghong Dance.

The woman's red dress is like fire, her clothes are elegant, and she is so coquettish that she is flamboyant and wanton.

The dancing posture of Jinghong is as gentle as the wind, as if in a dream, and is magnificent. The dance steps are light and graceful, coupled with the soft and startling glance in the eyes, it is absolutely stunning.

The beautiful dance is like a wing that breaks the dawn, welcoming the dawn.

A song is stunning, a dance is reflected, a body is prosperous, and a posture is alluring.

At the end of the song, there was an uproar and everyone clapped their hands and applauded.

Yinzhen was completely addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself. It was only with Yixiu's reminder that Yinzhen came back to his senses.

"I don't know how many surprises you have."

Rou Ze smiled and helped herself up.

"I am not as clever as my sisters. I sing a stunning dance to express my feelings. I wish the prince great fortune and celebrate the Spring and Autumn Festival."

"Okay! Okay! It's cold, Wanwan, go and put on your clothes."

It can be seen that after the Jinghong Dance, Rou Ze's status in Yinzhen's heart skyrocketed.

Nian Shilan, who had witnessed everything, was a little angry and couldn't help but drink a little too much.