The husband who forced her to marry her couldn't keep her warm, and she didn't want him to

The carriage that Gu Jinchu and Jiang Wuye were sitting in was the one he usually drove. Not only did it have the logo of Duke Dingguo's Mansion, but it was also spacious and bright inside, and there was a brazier burning to block the biting cold wind outside.

If he had not been injured, Master Jiang Wu would have definitely accompanied the Duke on his royal horse.

Master Jiang Wu shook his head and whispered, "Didn't I just check it this morning... As long as the wound is not torn by intense exercise, it won't have any impact."

Gu Jinchu blushed when he heard this. The wounds on Fifth Master’s chest and back were scabbed over.

She not only watches it in the morning, but also before going to bed every night.

The elders in the family always say that after a child has experienced an illness, he or she will become more intelligent.

Fifth Master, on the other hand, has become more childish in his thoughts and much more shameless than before.

Master Jiang Wu raised his hand and poured her a cup of hot tea. He took out a small plate of hawthorn slices from the food box beside him and asked her in a low voice, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Gu Jinchu pinched the hawthorn slices and put them in his mouth, then shook his head and said, "I had a light meal this morning, so I didn't feel uncomfortable... I just don't like eating greasy food recently."

Then he asked him in a low voice: "He You came to see Master Wu so early in the morning. Did something happen?"

Master Jiang Wu held her hand, with a faint smile on his face, and said to her softly: "Don't separate from Bai Zhi at the palace banquet today. Unless someone says that it was Eunuch Huang Tong who arranged for someone to find you, don't believe anything others say to you."

After hearing this, Gu Jinchu knew that something must have happened in the palace, and asked, "Eldest sister, are the people from Yikun Palace not okay?"

Master Jiang Wu smiled, "If something goes wrong, my elder sister won't send anyone to look for you..."

When the motorcade of Duke Dingguo's Mansion disappeared from sight, Li put her hands back into her sleeves, stood beside Zhang and asked her, "Sister-in-law, my fourth brother has gone to the palace banquet, why didn't you go with him?"

Unlike her, who has neither a promising husband nor an imperial edict, she will probably never have the chance to enter the palace in her lifetime.

Zhang turned around, holding the hand warmer in her hand, "The Fourth Master is the Censor-in-Chief, and he has to go to the palace for work. What am I going to do? Why don't you think about what the children at home should eat for dinner?"

Li raised her eyebrows. It was the first time she heard Zhang talk so much.

It started to get busy outside the car window. The carriage with green curtains slowed down and finally stopped in front of the Meridian Gate.

The officials and their families who came to the palace to attend the New Year's Eve banquet got off the carriages and entered the palace one after another.

The Forbidden City was brightly lit, and the Qianqing Palace was decorated with lights and colors, creating an atmosphere of joy.

Under the light of the lanterns, the vermilion palace walls appear particularly solemn and majestic, towering and eye-catching.

The golden glazed tiles sparkled mysteriously under the cold moonlight, guiding the officials and ladies towards the wide-open gate of the Qianqing Palace.

Inside the Qianqing Palace, a golden dragon is hovering on the huge Panlong Pillar, looking lifelike.

The caisson on Gongding Mountain is painted with exquisite patterns and colorful colors, which makes people marvel at the ingenuity of the craftsmen.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge dragon table.

On both sides of the dragon table were chairs for the empress and concubines. The tableware laid on the gorgeous brocade was made of gold, silver and jade, and was extremely luxurious.

On both sides of the dragon table were seats for ministers and princes and princesses. The palace maids respectfully guided the ministers and ladies to their seats, then bowed and left.

The seats for Duke Dingguo's mansion are in the first row below the dragon table.

The one who led the way was a young eunuch, who raised his hand and bowed, saying, "My Lord, Madam, please take a seat."

After saying that, he looked up at the three masters of the Jiang family, pointed to the seat next to the Duke and the two seats behind him and said, "My lords, please take a seat."

Soon, the officials and ladies sat down in the assigned seats.

"The Emperor has arrived!" I heard loud chanting from outside the palace.

At the wide-open gate of the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Jianyuan, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, walked slowly in, surrounded by eunuchs and guards.

The chief eunuch Wang Xi stood beside the dragon table, raised his chin slightly, and shouted loudly: "The emperor has arrived!"

The concubines in the harem, ministers, wives of officials, and princes and princesses all knelt on the ground and shouted, "Long live the emperor!" The sound echoed throughout the Qianqing Palace.

The palace door was slowly closed amid the voices of the crowd.

Emperor Jianyuan walked up to the dragon table. Under the candlelight, his thin face looked a little pale.

He raised his hand slightly and said slowly: "My dear ministers, please stand up. Today is the New Year's Eve palace banquet. I will celebrate the festival with you, my dear ministers and concubines. There is no need to be polite."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" After everyone expressed their gratitude in unison, they slowly stood up and took their seats.

Jiang Nansheng used his uninjured arm to gently support Gu Jinchu, and only sat down beside her after she was seated.

The two of them were positioned behind the Crown Prince and his wife, not in order of official rank, but rather according to the order of seniority in the family.

During the entire palace banquet in the Qianqing Palace, only Jiang Nanhuai and Wang Shi were not wearing official uniforms or the clothes worn by ladies of noble birth.

They were particularly conspicuous sitting in the first row.

Jiang Nanhuai nodded slightly, feeling the gazes coming from all directions. When he looked at Wang beside him, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes.

Wang raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and put the already cold food into her mouth, whispering: "My Lord, if you were wearing the blue official uniform, you would be the same as you are now..."

Jiang Nanhuai let out a light breath and couldn't help but look at Zhou Boyan who was sitting opposite him.

Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery is also a hereditary title. Zhou Boyan is two years older than his fifth brother.

They often played together when they were young. At that time, people respectfully called Zhou Boyan, who had not yet been granted the title, "Little Marquis".

"Little Master" is the respectful title people give him until today.

Zhou Boyan was already Marquis Zhou, but he was still a young master.

He is already old enough to be a grandfather, but people still jokingly call him "Little Master"!

Thinking of this, he drank a little more of the wine in the glass.

The palace banquet began, and the dancers danced to the cheerful music.

Empress Cao looked at the dancers dancing like butterflies in the hall and said to Emperor Jianyuan, "Your Majesty, do you think the dancer leading the dance looks like Concubine Hui?"