Mo Zhaohua sighed, "I'm afraid that's not the case."

She hadn't been able to think of a solution in her previous life, and she still couldn't change it in this life.

Chu Xuanchi couldn't help but feel regretful, "Isn't it that Eighth Prince Brother will have to live like this for the rest of his life?"

Mo Zhaohua's eyes were dark. "I don't know, but this is the case at the moment. Zhao Zhao can't help."

Chu Xuanchi was afraid of putting pressure on her, so he didn't continue the topic and started talking about other things.

The couple waited in the side hall for a while, and then it got dark. The palace banquet began after nightfall.

At this time, the ministers were waiting to enter the palace with their families. Mo Yun was among them. He was extremely conspicuous as he only brought his old lady with him.

The other adults all came with their mothers, wives and eldest daughters, and the whole family was neat and tidy, but he was the only one who didn't fit in.

But just a few months ago on the Dragon Boat Festival, he also brought his wife and daughter. His wife was dignified and his daughter was gentle and quiet.

Madam Mo felt the strange looks from people around her and began to blame him. If he hadn't forced her, she would have claimed to be sick and not come.

Mo Yun knew that there would be these looks, so he dragged her here, so that at least there would be someone to share his burden with.

Just at this moment, two carriages from the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion came slowly and stopped next to the carriage from the Shangshu Mansion.

The eyes of the people around instantly gathered over, all of them looking forward to the show and wanting to know if Rong Qing had come along.

If Rong Qing also came, it would be the first time that he and Mo Yun met as a couple after their divorce, which would be a rare spectacle.

Even if she didn't come, the father and son of the Duke of Fuguo alone would be enough to give Mo Yun a hard time, and they would still have a good show to watch.

The Duke of Fuguo jumped off the carriage, followed closely by Rong Hai and Rong Shen. The old man looked strong and vigorous, while the young man was full of vigor and vitality.

In the carriage at the back, a bare hand wearing a jade bracelet lifted the curtain. Everyone held their breath. It was Zhongli Xiuya.

However, after Zhongli Xiuya was helped down by the maid, another woman came out. Everyone thought it was Rong Yue, but it turned out to be Rong Qing.

Seeing her get off the carriage, everyone became nervous, waiting to see how Mo Yun would face this wife whom he almost divorced.

Rong Qing didn't know Mo Yun was present. Feeling the gazes from all around him, he just walked towards the Duke of Fuguo without looking away.

Mo Yun originally thought that Rong Qing would not come to the palace banquet. After all, they had just divorced and she herself had a cold personality.

But although she had her hair in a bun now, she was dressed up and looked much more lively than when she was in the Mo Mansion.

In comparison, she was like a walking corpse in the past. It seems that the divorce really brought her back to life.

Rong Yue came over from the crowd, "Grandfather, father, mother, aunt, brother, you are finally here."

She made an appointment with Zhong Lingfei in the afternoon, and then followed the Minister of War and his family to the palace gate. She only came over when she saw the carriage of the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion.

Rong Hai glanced at Mo Yun and asked, "Yueyue has been waiting for a long time?"

Rong Yue took Zhongli Xiuya's arm and said, "No, we just got here a while ago."

Mo Yun felt uncomfortable being looked at by Rong Hai, and didn't want to face Rong Qing, so he went somewhere else with Madam Mo.

Someone whispered, "Why did Lord Mo leave?"

Someone said, "I'm afraid I can't face him, after all, the fault is his."

Mo Yun listened to their words and his face instantly darkened, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Rong Qing observed etiquette and did not look around like Rong Yue. It was not until this moment that he realized Mo Yun was also present.

She frowned but didn't look up. Before they divorced, she said they would be strangers in the future, so what was there to see?

The Duke of Fuguo was the father of Concubine De, and was himself a royal relative, so he did not need to wait in line with others to enter the palace.

He wanted to vent Rong Qing's anger, but he also knew that she would be embarrassed in the public eye, so he let Mo Yun and his mother leave.

He called his children and grandchildren and walked towards the palace gate first, "It's getting late, everyone, please go into the palace."

Rong Hai was reluctant and glared at Mo Yun angrily, "Dad, why don't you say a few words to that bastard named Mo?"

The Duke of Fuguo scolded in a low voice, "Nonsense! What do you want me to say about him? Do you want your elder sister to lose face?"

Rong Qing said softly, "Second brother, let's go. That person is just a stranger to me now."

Rong Hai then swallowed his anger and followed them to the palace gate. They had a token given by Emperor Wenzong, so they could enter the palace directly.

***

Night falls quietly.

In the hall where the palace banquet was held, all the ministers had already taken their seats with their families.

Last time, the Minister of Revenue's Mansion was right next to the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion, but this time it was arranged to be opposite.

Because there were several rows of princes, nobles and important officials in front of both sides, they would not face each other even if they raised their heads.

The people in the palace are very capable of doing things, so this can not only avoid their embarrassment, but also reduce some trouble.

The row next to the emperor has high tables for the emperor, empress dowager and concubines, while the other seats mostly have low tables.

The only difference is the table near the main seat, which is also a high table specially prepared for Chu Xuanchi.

He had difficulty walking and could not kneel like others, which was why he was reluctant to attend the palace banquet before.

Although Emperor Wenzong had mentioned that he would make arrangements for him, he did not want to appear out of place and repeatedly refused.

This time he came for Mo Zhaohua. Since she was already his wife, he would do his best to protect her and give her respect.

Next to Chu Xuanchi sat the Prince of Jin and his family, opposite them sat the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, and diagonally opposite sat Chu Xuanhan alone.

Prince Jin looked unhappy after he sat down. He always sat opposite the Crown Prince, but now that seat was occupied by Chu Xuanchi.

Emperor Wenzong had a reason for making such an arrangement. First, it was to show his importance to Chu Xuanchi, and second, it was to warn Prince Jin.

The seating at a banquet is the most particular. When the ministers saw the current seating arrangement, they began to guess in their hearts.

The right is respected in Dongling State, so the Crown Prince sits on the right. Logically, the Prince of Jin should sit on the left, but that is not the case now.

Just this one incident caused an undercurrent of tension at the banquet. The Prince of Jin clenched the hand hidden in his sleeve, then unclenched it, and clenched it again.

Because of Chu Xuanchi's relationship, Mo Zhaohua was also able to benefit from it. While others could only kneel, she could sit upright on a chair.

Although Yuchi Jiuyue was not married yet, as the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion, she could certainly be seated at the table, and was extremely jealous at the moment.

I thought Chu Xuanchi had become a cripple and it would be a joke for Mo Zhaohua to marry him, but now she has more status than the Crown Princess.

Yuchi Jiuyue hid her hands under the low table and twisted the handkerchief hard, so that she could vent the jealousy in her heart.

The palace banquet began after Emperor Wenzong took his seat. He first said some polite words, and then dancers came on stage with string music to liven up the atmosphere.

The table was filled with delicacies from land and sea, the sound of stringed instruments could be heard in the ears, and there was singing and dancing in front of us. After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became even more lively.

Emperor Wenzong left the table not long after he sat down, leaving the follow-up to Empress Jingren, which has always been the practice.

The palace banquet ended at the first watch. As soon as Chu Xuanchi and Mo Zhaohua returned to the backyard, Shuying came to report, "Master, Prince Jin went to the Left Prime Minister's Mansion."

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