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Shang Yue pretended not to notice the displeasure in Nan Hui's eyes and said, "That's good."

Even if the prime minister was not happy, what could he do? This was Yan'er's second birthday since he met her. Last year, because he did not express his feelings, he did not dare to give her a birthday gift.

This time he can give her gifts openly and spend her birthday with her, so of course he can't miss it.

He reached out and took the two boxes from Wang Dequan's hand, then turned around and handed them to Nan Yan, "Happy birthday, Yan'er. The other one was asked by my mother to bring to you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Empress Dowager." Nan Yan took the box and pretended to bow to express her gratitude.

She handed the box to Yin Ling who was standing beside her.

Nan Hui frowned. When did Yan'er become so familiar with the emperor that he kept calling her Yan'er.

He was so busy being unhappy that he didn't notice that Shang Yue called himself ""to Nan Yan".

At this time, the maids put the food on the table, and Nan Hui extended his hand to invite, "Your Majesty, please take a seat!"

After they sat down one by one, Nan Hui said, "Your Majesty, today is Yan'er's birthday, and the dishes on the table are all Yan'er's favorites. If they don't suit Your Majesty's taste, I'll have someone add a few more dishes."

Shang Yue waved his hand, "No need, Prime Minister. I like it very much."

During the meal, he picked up food for Nan Yan naturally as usual, and Nan Yan also picked up the food and ate it naturally, without knowing how shocked the others at the table were by their familiar movements.

It was not until Nan Yan felt that she and Shang Yue were the only ones using their chopsticks that she looked up, only to see Nan Hui, Ruan Yurou, and Nan Yu staring blankly at them with their chopsticks in their hands.

Nan Yan asked in confusion: "Dad and Mom, Yu'er, why are you looking at us? Why aren't you eating?"

The man who was concentrating on picking up food for Nan Yan finally looked up and looked at the three people opposite him.

Nan Hui and his companions suddenly came to their senses.

Ruan Yurou smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. We just want to see if today's lunch suits your taste."

Nan Hui on the side echoed: "Yes, yes, today is your birthday, do you like these meals?"

Nan Yan thought they were quite strange today, but she didn't think much about it. She smiled and said, "Mom and Dad, today's meals are all what I like, so they are naturally to my taste."

Ruan Yurou: "That's good, you should eat more."

She wanted to pick up some food for her daughter, but when she thought of how the emperor had just taken care of her daughter, she paused.

Forget it, I won’t clamp it.

Nan Hui and Ruan Yurou had never seen how the emperor interacted with their daughter. Now they saw that the emperor simply treated their daughter as the apple of his eye!

Nanhui, who was originally unhappy to see someone snatching his daughter away, now felt better.

As a man, he knew that if someone could do so much for a woman, he must love her very much, and he was very satisfied with the emperor.

After lunch, Nan Hui said, "Yan'er, take the emperor to the garden for a walk!"

Nan Hui had seen the two of them exchanging glances at each other at the table, and secretly sighed that it was impossible to keep a girl when she grew up. But he hoped that they could spend more time together and understand each other, so that their future life would be better.

Shang Yue turned around and smiled, "Thank you for troubling Yan'er."

Nan Yan secretly rolled her eyes at the man. Today, she was being extra polite. "It's no trouble. Your Majesty, please."

The two of them left the hall side by side and walked towards the garden. The man was tall and straight, and the woman was slender and slim, and they looked particularly well-matched.

Ruan Yurou suddenly felt a little emotional as she watched Yan'er grow up in the blink of an eye.

The garden was full of flowers and the fragrance was refreshing. The two walked along the bluestone path.

There happened to be a pavilion in front of them, so Shang Yue stopped and said, "You must be tired! Let's go to the pavilion and take a rest."

Nan Yan was indeed a little tired, so she nodded, and the two of them sat down in the pavilion to rest.

The maid quickly brought the tea and placed it on the stone table.

Nan Yan wanted to see the birthday gift Shang Yue sent, so she asked Yin Ling to bring the box over.

Nan Yan took the box, put it on the stone table and opened it.

The man opposite stared at Nan Yan's face, not missing any change in her expression. If you look closely, you can see the tension in his eyes.

Inside was a green jadeite peach blossom hairpin. The body of the hairpin was made of green jadeite with engraved patterns, and the head of the hairpin was inlaid with pink crystals.

"Do you like it?" Shang Yue's tone contained a hint of cautious tentativeness.

"I like it." Nan Yan looked at the hairpin. Some parts were not processed so perfectly. If it was bought or presented as a tribute, there would be no possibility of flaws.

Thinking of something, she suddenly looked up at the man opposite her who seemed calm but couldn't help but curl up his lips, and asked in surprise: "Did you do this by yourself?"

Shang Yue nodded and gave the woman a hairpin as a token of love. He wanted to make a hairpin for her himself, so he found a craftsman and spent more than half a month making the hairpin.

Nan Yan was extremely happy. She liked his sincere heart more than the hairpin.

She held the hairpin in her arms and said with a smile, "I like it very much. This is my favorite birthday gift."

Shang Yue couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

When Nan Yan's eyes accidentally glanced at Shang Yue's hand, her eyes suddenly narrowed. She put the hairpin back into the box and pulled the man's big hand over.

"Did you get this wound when you were carving the hairpin? How could you be so careless?"

There was a deep wound on his originally flawless hand, which looked extremely painful.

Shang Yue didn't want her to see it, but unexpectedly she found out anyway.

He explained, "I was distracted by accident."

"Does it still hurt?" Nan Yan looked distressed.

Shang Yue wanted to say that it didn’t hurt, but when the words came to his lips, he looked at Nan Yan’s worried eyes and nodded.

"Cough...it hurts a bit."

Nan Yan's frown deepened. She stood up and said, "The white jade cream you gave me last time is in my room. Come with me to my yard and I'll apply some on you."

Shang Yue followed Nan Yan. It was not convenient for him to enter her yard in public, so he sat on a stone bench outside the yard and waited for her.

Nan Yan took the white jade cream from the dressing table and sat next to the man.

"Hands out."

The man obediently stretched out his hand, and she placed his hand on the stone table.

When you open the white jade paste, you will immediately smell the fragrance of medicine. The medicinal materials needed for the white jade paste are precious, and the Imperial Hospital can only make four or five bottles every year, which is extremely precious.

She scooped some white jade-like paste with her index finger, applied it to his wound, and massaged gently until it was absorbed.

Nan Yan screwed the cap on the medicine and said, "Remember to apply it morning and night, okay?" It would be so ugly if such a perfect hand had a scar.

Shang Yue agreed: "Okay, I will remember to apply the medicine."

In early May, Ruan Shaoling and the old marquis and his wife, Madam Ruan, returned to the capital.

The palace sent a nanny to teach Nanyan Palace the etiquette, and she learned etiquette during the day.

In early May, Ruan Yufeng and Nan Luo, who were at the border, returned to the capital.

As the wedding date approached, Concubine Jing, Prince Chen and others also came to the capital to attend the emperor's wedding.