Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Chu Xuanchi also lowered his voice, "Is Zhao Zhao suspicious of Xue'er?"

Mo Zhaohua denied, "No, I was thinking about her and Young Master Xiao."

Now it is Yueying who follows Mu Xueyan, and Yueying will always report in real time about the progress of her and Xiao Yan.

Chu Xuanchi is quite satisfied with Mu Xueyan now. "Their relationship has become much closer. Xue'er may have changed because of this."

Mo Zhaohua was a little worried, "I think so too, but she is sincere, I don't know if Mr. Xiao is sincere as well."

She didn't want Mu Xueyan to be used by Xiao Yan, especially emotionally, because in her previous life, she was deceived by Chu Xuanhan.

Wuying reported: "After the assassin's night attack, I asked Shuying to keep a closer eye on Xiao Yan, but until now, no abnormalities have been found."

"Perhaps I am just being overly suspicious?" Chu Xuanchi groaned, "The assassin that night was probably surprised by something else, not because he knew Xiao Yan."

"If Mr. Xiao is really okay and treats Miss Mu with deep affection, it would be a great thing for them to finally get married." Mo Zhaohua would be happy to see this happen.

Chu Xuanchi also had expectations. "I thought so too, that's why I kept Xiao Yan in the mansion. As long as he has no problems, I can let him gain a foothold in Shengjing."

They chatted as they returned to the main courtyard and first went into the warm room to warm themselves up. It was freezing cold, and the Prince Yu's Mansion was large, so it took a long time to walk from the front yard to the back yard.

After Mo Zhaohua sat down, she reminded him, "Since my husband is going to host a banquet, you have to prepare the invitations early. If you delay any further, everyone will be less and less free."

"I plan to finalize the list this afternoon, write the invitations, and send them out tomorrow morning. The banquet will be held ten days from now. Is it in time to prepare?"

Chu Xuanchi also wanted to talk about the banquet invitation, but Mo Zhaohua spoke before him. This shows that they are in tune with each other and always think of the same thing.

"It depends on how many people my husband plans to invite. The more people there are, the longer it will take us. After all, this is the first day we are hosting a banquet, so it's best not to let anyone find fault with us."

This kind of banquet is not just a one-time meal. According to Chu Xuanchi's previous idea, they would appreciate the plum blossoms in the morning, entertain guests at noon, and cook wine in the afternoon.

The process is complicated, and if there are more people, things will become more tedious. Various purchases and arrangements must be made in advance, so the preparation time will naturally be longer.

Chu Xuanchi thought for a moment, "Not many, just my brothers and the Fuguogong Mansion. I don't have any other relatives or friends in Shengjing."

Mo Zhaohua couldn't help but feel a little distressed, "Didn't your former subordinates invite you?"

"No, most of them are in southern Xinjiang, but Zhaozhao can invite some friends over." Chu Xuanchi has no friends, but Mo Zhaohua must have one.

"Okay, we have a lot of people in our house, so we can prepare with some hard work. We will write the invitations later." Mo Zhaohua began to think about who should be invited.

The two of them rested in the warm room for a while, then moved to the study in the main courtyard. Zhenzhu had already lit a charcoal fire inside and opened the window a little as Mo Zhaohua requested.

Chu Xuanchi took the list written by Mo Zhaohua and copied it on the invitation. He saw Zhong Lingfei's name and asked, "Is Zhao Zhao also familiar with the daughter of the Minister of War?"

"Actually, I'm not very familiar with her, but she spoke for me last time at the Princess's Mansion." Mo Zhaohua always remembered what Zhong Lingfei had refuted Yuchi Jiuyue.

Chu Xuanchi narrowed his eyes, confusion appeared in his eyes, "There is such a thing? Why don't I have any impression of it?"

Mo Zhaohua reminded him with a smile, "Because your husband doesn't know her? She helped Yueyue out that day, and later they became close friends."

Chu Xuanchi pursed his lips and said, "The Minister of War is a good person. He hates evil, is upright and honest, and is an honest official. His ancestors also had several good generals."

Mo Zhaohua suddenly realized, "No wonder Miss Zhong is so righteous and outspoken, it turns out that this is the family tradition of the Shangshu Mansion. It seems that this is a good family."

Chu Xuanchi glanced at her and said, "Our Prince Yu's Mansion will also have a good family tradition in the future. After all, we have a mother like Zhao Zhao who is righteous and sensible."

Mo Zhaohua and he admired each other, "There is also a father like my husband who is loyal to the emperor and patriotic, and protects the family and the people."

Chu Xuanchi couldn't help his emotions, but he could only resist the urge, "Please wait a little longer, Zhaozhao, we will definitely have our own children."

"Okay, I'm waiting for the real wedding night with my husband." Mo Zhaohua had actually already thought about when to consummate the marriage with him.

***

November 23rd.

After the Prince's wedding, a banquet was held in the palace for the first time to entertain guests.

The weather was nice today. It had been snowing for the past few days, but today the sun was shining brightly.

No one refused the invitations that were sent out, and there was a constant stream of people outside the Prince Yu's Palace, with carriages arriving one after another.

This was more lively than the last visit, and most importantly, it was festive. Both the host and the guests had smiles on their faces, instead of the gloomy look on their faces as on that day.

All the guests at today's banquet are young people. Since Rong Shen will take part in the spring imperial examination next year and has a heavy workload, only Rong Yue came from the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion.

When she arrived at the ladies' lounge, she immediately saw a dazzling red dress and went over happily, "Hey? Feifei, you're here too?"

Zhong Lingfei particularly likes red, so most of her clothes are this color, but the styles are very simple and not particularly eye-catching.

Rong Yue felt it was dazzling out of emotion. Even if other people were attracted by the color, they would not pay too much attention to such a simple style.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to receive an invitation. It seems that I got some help from Yueyue." Zhong Lingfei couldn't believe it when she first received the invitation.

"No way, the princess has never mentioned this to me. It was Feifei who made the princess remember it." Rong Yue smiled and two shallow dimples appeared on her face.

Mo Shuhua also came today. She recognized Rong Yue and took the initiative to greet her, "Miss Rong, how are you?"

However, Rong Yue remembered the food clearly, but only remembered the people she knew, so she immediately returned the greeting, "Hello, may I ask which family you are from?"

"I am Princess Yu's cousin, Mo Shuhua. At the Princess's coming-of-age ceremony, Miss Rong was the sponsor and I was the in-charge. Do you remember, Miss Rong?"

In fact, it wasn't just at the coming-of-age ceremony. They had met in the boudoir on the day Mo Zhaohua got married, and also at a banquet.

"I remember now. I thought I had seen you somewhere before. It turned out to be you. You are here today, which shows that you and the princess are very close."

Although Rong Yue said this, she was actually confused in her heart. She knew that Mo Zhaohua had several cousins, but she had never heard of any of them having a close relationship with Mo Zhaohua.

Mo Shuhua was a little embarrassed and made an excuse, "Fortunately, I often go to the mansion to pay my respects to my grandmother, and I see the princess more often."

Until now, she still hasn't figured out why Prince Yu's Mansion gave her an invitation. She even suspected that Mo Zhaohua wanted to take the opportunity to embarrass her.