Don't Repeat the Rebirth

Tang Weiyang took the book and flipped through it casually.

The handwriting inside is a bit scribbled, and it can be seen that it was written by a child who is not yet sure, but he likes it very much.His calligraphy is not very good, it is just the same as when he first learned calligraphy, one stroke at a time.In the previous life, he just learned a little bit, but in this life, he only focused on practicing the flute these days, and didn't write much.

"Is it all right, Uncle Huang?" He looked like he was waiting to be praised.

What a childish heart.

"En, not bad." He touched the top of Beitang Hongxuan's head.

"Uncle Huang, are you going to attend Grandpa Huang's birthday banquet?"

"Probably... maybe..."

"That's great! Then little uncle Huang will sit with me!?" Beitang Hongxuan happily grabbed his arm and shook it back and forth.

"kindness."

"Then, little uncle, I'll go back and change the clothes I'm going to wear at the banquet, so let's go too! Little uncle, hurry up!" While talking, he took the wooden box and put it in his arms and ran out , full of excitement.

Beitang Weiyang watched him leave with a gratified smile.

At least he doesn't hate this imperial nephew at all, the only one who treats him without any purpose.

Maybe... the emperor too?He thought of Beitang Aoyue's hug again.

"Prince Fifteen, it's time to change clothes. It's getting late." Yunyue had already put the clothes on the table.

"kindness."

Half a moment later, Beitang Weiyang stood in front of the mirror and looked at the strange self.

In fact, not much has changed, his appearance is still ugly, let alone only nine years old, he was 16 years old in his previous life and he looked very ordinary.He just can't understand how he looks in expensive clothes.

The clothes that Beitang Aoyue bestowed on him were gray brocade clothes. The wide sleeves were a little bigger than his, reaching to the feet, and the brocade clothes that were worn outside would be longer, dragging the floor slightly.There were silver totems all over the brocade clothes, but he couldn't figure out what they were.The overall look is more graceful, but he can't be luxurious.Yunyue tied up all his hair, put on a gray headband of the same color, and added a jade scorpion with Kui pattern.

He always felt that the clothes were a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Prince Fifteen, the little prince is already waiting for you outside." Yunyue came over and said.

"Okay. I'll just straighten my skirt."

"The servant went out first."

"kindness."

He felt a little uneasy, but there was no one to tell.

"Uncle Huang, your clothes look familiar~!"

As soon as he went out, Beitang Hongxuan said depressedly.

"look familiar?"

"En. But maybe I remembered it wrong. Uncle Huang looks so good in such a dress!"

It is estimated that in the eyes of Beitang Hongxuan, his little emperor uncle looks very good-looking.

Beitang Weiyang smiled back.

"Let's go."

He took the initiative to hold Beitang Hongxuan's hand.

He felt like he was the same as last time, and his heartbeat was not frequent.

'puff!puff!puff!puff! 'The wild jump.His face was flaming red, fluttering red, which was unusually cute on his doll face.

"Hongxuan."

"Little...Little Uncle Huang, huh! What's the matter?"

"No more." Originally, I wanted to borrow a flute from him, but after thinking about it, I decided not to.

When they arrived at the main hall where Ao Di's birthday banquet was held, the main hall was already full of people.

It was the first time for Beitang Weiyang to attend this kind of banquet, so he looked around curiously.

Beitang Hongxuan took his hand, ran away quickly, and then pressed him to a position, which was at the upper left of the main hall.

This is not where he can sit.

He looked back, and first saw those imperial brothers and little imperial brothers whom he had met in the Shangyu Pavilion before scanning his whole body with strange eyes, complex expressions on their faces, and then talking in whispers.

Should be talking about him?

They only knew that he was Hongxuan's servant, how shameless and daring a servant dared to sit in this position.right?Beitang Weiyang lowered his head, trying not to attract attention.

Beitang Weiyang was wrong.They were even more surprised by the prince's clothes on him.

The colors of the prince's clothes are various, but the patterns on the body are all the same.Beitang Weiyang has never thought about this level.

Beitang Hongxuan sat on Beitang Weiyang's right hand, looking around freshly.

"Uncle Huang, isn't it very lively here?! The palace is too deserted!" Only Grandpa Huang's birthday and Chinese New Year are more lively.So Beitang Hongxuan is looking forward to the arrival of these two days.

"En. But Hongxuan...don't call me so loud." He responded casually.

"Oh."

Suddenly a hand with slender fingers placed a luminous cup in front of him, which still contained pale yellow liquid.

He looks up like to his left.

"Second brother...?"

Why is Bei Tanghao here?

"Is it strange that the king is here?" Why is he, the emperor's younger brother, so surprised?

"No..." That's right, how could he have forgotten that Hongxuan is his son, of course Hongxuan was sitting with his father.

"This is fruit juice, very rare. Try it."

"Thank you, Brother Two."

Picking up the luminous cup, covering half of his face with a wide sleeve, he drank half of the cup slowly.

Very sweet and delicious.

"Father, what did you give the little emperor to drink? I want it too!"

"It's gone." Bei Tanghao sternly said.

"Little Uncle...~"

Beitang Hongxuan looked at him pitifully, and he was a little embarrassed, so he handed the little juice left in his hand to Beitang Hongxuan.

"Either?"

"want!"

Beitang Hongxuan raised a triumphant smile towards his father, proudly touched the transparent lip marks on the quilt and drank it.

For the first time, Bei Tanghao had the urge to throw his son out.

☆、Gift from Beitang Hongxuan

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked out of the hall together.

Beitang Aoyue is still wearing a black dragon gown that symbolizes the color of the emperor, and on the top is replaced with a red jade headband carved with a dragon and a hairpin in the shape of a drop of the same color to fix it.

Beitang Aoyue walked into the hall in a calm and unhurried manner. The surrounding ministers, royal family and nobles all bowed their heads and shouted: "Kowtow to Your Majesty! May Your Majesty live in peace and prosperity forever, and my fierce dynasty will last forever!"

Beitang Aoyue walked to the center of the hall and waved his hands lightly.

"Everyone loves you."

"promise!"

When he stood up, he saw his father with a calm expression on his face, and he walked up the hall gracefully.

That hand was slender and powerful, with well-defined joints, and the back of his hand was not the same as his hand. The back of his hand was a little blue, and he suffered from long-term malnutrition.But that hand was a healthy wheat color, and there were some calluses on the front of the fingers on the surface, which should be left over from writing all the year round.

Beitang Weiyang raised his head, only to see that the owner of that hand was dressed in a well-groomed black dragon robe, which could not hide his extraordinary and heroic appearance. He was born with the aura of a king who ruled the world. His handsome features seemed to be carved out of marble, with sharp edges and corners. Lines, sharp and deep eyes, can't help giving people a sense of oppression.

At this time, there was a smile on his face.

Is it the father?What is he doing with his hand stretched out in front of him?Beitang Weiyang doesn't understand.

I saw Beitang Aoyue beckoning to look at his hand.

Do you want him to put his hand on it?He was a little hesitant and wanted to back up, but Bei Tanghao on the left grabbed his hand and prevented him from backing up.

You can't back down on this occasion.

"Hold on." Beitang Hao said with his head down, Beitang Weiyang couldn't see his current expression, and Beitang Hongxuan on the right also tugged at his wide sleeve.Beitang Weiyang glanced down the main hall, startled, almost everyone is staring at him now, just like when he first entered the main hall, looking at him together, but there are more things in their eyes than before.

Beitang Weiyang hesitantly placed his hand on Beitang Aoyue's palm, and the moment he put it on, he was tightly held.

Beitang Aoyue led him step by step to the upper position of the main hall, looked into his eyes with a smile, as if to comfort, then looked down at everyone, and announced in a deep, deep, magnetic voice: "I announce today that under my knees The fifteenth son, T'en will restore his status as the fifteenth prince from today, and he will be brought up by Concubine Qu, and no one else will be different!"

Zhang Luo looked the same.

Bei Tanghao understood it clearly and didn't say a word.

Beitang Hongxuan's pupils dilated.Little Uncle Huang... is he going to restore his identity?Does that mean I can't play with him anymore?

"Your Majesty, please think twice!" An Lingyu came out.

"Your Majesty, the fifteenth prince is the son of a sinful concubine, and his crime is unforgivable!" Tuoba Lie came out after An Lingyu.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Qi committed a heinous crime that brought disaster to the prince, but your majesty has already lenient her, so she can no longer restore her status as a prince!" The prime minister's henchman stood up.

"Your Majesty, please take it back!"

"Your Majesty. Please take it back!"

"Your Majesty. Please take it back!"

In an instant, all the officials and officials of the Manchu Dynasty came out and knelt on the main hall, which was very lively.

One more prince equals one more power!This should be stopped no matter what!And... Although the milk doll is not amazing in appearance, it seems that Ao Di likes it a little.

you say why?

Do you think, if you don't like it, will you justify the name of the bastard you threw into the corner?

no, right? !

So, it is absolutely impossible to restore your identity or something!

It was a rare first time that the officials of the various factions who had been fighting each other in the court all stood on the same stand without choking each other.

This little prince, it's fine if he doesn't know which faction he will join. It's still uncertain whether he will form his own faction.If you are not sure about any choice, then just kill him in the cradle.

It's just... the little prince in the cold palace is not dead yet?

In the Lenggong, a place where people eat people without spit out their bones, the concubines who fall out of favor will either go crazy or commit suicide in the next year.How did his 9-year-old survive?Someone help him?

An Lingyu and Tuoba Lie both thought about it secretly.

"I've made up my mind! It's useless for lovers to talk too much!" Beitang Aoyue grasped his wrist with more force.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

The ministers still wanted to say something, but when they saw An Lingyu and Tuoba Lie put on their backs, signaling not to do more unnecessary things, they shut up.

Your Majesty... seems to treat this cold prince differently.

This is the consensus between An Lingyu and Tuoba Lie.

"Banquet!" Beitang Aoyue announced directly, and then asked Beitang Weiyang to sit by his side.

"Father, my son should not be suitable to sit here." Isn't this the queen's position?But the former empress seems to have passed away after giving birth to Beitang Hao many years ago?He didn't remember very clearly, it was like this in his previous life.

"If I tell you to sit, you can sit. Don't worry about other things." Beitang Aoyue still held his hand.

He was a little restless.I always felt that there was a gaze looking at him all the time, but with so many people in the hall, he couldn't find it.

That gaze never seemed to abate.Is it... jealousy?

Music was played in the hall.

More than a dozen graceful women, with clear faces and white shirts, blue silk dyed with black ink, and elegant colored fans, slowly entered from the hall, forming a circle with elegant postures, and a beautiful woman in the middle, with a little red lips on the pink face, looked wanting to speak Still ashamed, twisting her buttocks in a provocative posture, the pink gauze on her body was dancing gracefully by the wind blowing into the hall, and the other dozen or so women fanned their colored fans towards the woman in the middle, did they turn, shift? .The woman slowly raised her hands nimbly, bent back, and the wide gauze sleeves slid down, revealing the woman's snowy skin, and the two poppies embroidered on the upper arms of her hands were seen by everyone, extremely enchanting.After crossing her body, she moved to the steps of the upper hall, stroked her cheek with her right hand, and slowly moved from her jade neck to her breasts to her waist, her red lips parted slightly, as if she let out a seductive hum.

Most of the people in the main hall would be furious, they pressed the woman under their bodies, and went straight to the battle with their guns.Of course, except for Beitang Weiyang who is not interested in women, Beitang Aoyue who is surrounded by beauties every day, and Beitang Hao who doesn't even look at the woman.Beitang Hongxuan, who was only 7 years old, was a bit more aggressive. He covered his eyes with his palms and muttered: "The Taifu said, don't look at evil! Don't look at evil! Be as calm as a mirror! Your heart is like a mirror!"

Is it Wuyou?But such a person... um... Wuyou (?!) won't be cold?The winter moon is not over yet.He has worn 5 pieces of clothes before and after.Is it because he is still young and more afraid of the cold?

When he was in doubt, the beautiful woman had already climbed the steps and reached the upper position, and seduced Beitang Aoyue, but Beitang Aoyue just picked up the wine glass with his right hand and drank it directly, regardless of the fact that he had touched his chest smooth hands.

Beitang Weiyang got his sleeves under his nose.

Is that rouge scent also poppy?It doesn't smell very good, the peony fragrance on the mother concubine's body is more than the fragrance on her body.

Concubine Mu, how nice it would be if you were still there?Although the concubine mother is not very kind to him, at least she will come to his room on nights when he is afraid of thunder and lightning, not intimate, just sleep on the side like this, and will not have any physical contact with him, but he can feel very Feel at ease, and go to sleep with a smile.

"Wei Yang."

A pair of catkins were still moving on Beitang Aoyue's body.

"No, Father." He lowered his head.

"What were you thinking just now?"

"No." Does his father have time to pay attention to him?

"Really?" There was obviously a look of nostalgia.Beitang Aoyue pushed the woman clinging to him away with a bad expression.

"roll."

The woman panicked and said: "No." She hurried down the hall and hurriedly ended the dance in the center of the hall.

The girl didn't know where she offended Aodi, she put all her energy into practicing dance every morning and evening, just hoping to show off at Aodi's birthday banquet, and be accepted into the harem by Aodi... She always felt that The chances of winning are very high... What went wrong?

The woman was puzzled.

The two officials didn't notice anything unusual and continued to watch the performance in the hall.

The birthday gifts of the ministers have already been handed over to the Ministry of Internal Affairs (no new replacements can be found for the time being), and the same is true for the envoys of the border countries. The birthday gift is presented directly in the hall.

The eldest prince has passed away, so the second prince was the first to present the gift.

"Father, my son presents five high-quality blood corals. I heard that blood coral has the effect of prolonging life. My son wishes my father a long life and rule the Yan Lie Dynasty forever!"

The fine blood corals presented by Beitanghao are dark red overall, and the blood corals selected by Beitanghao are thicker and have longer limbs.

An eunuch took his gift away and took it to Beitang Aoyue's personal eunuch supervisor Zhang Luo, and then handed it to Zhang Luo for Beitang Aoyue to check.

"Father, what my son presents is a piece of warm jade. I hope that my father will have a prosperous life every year!" Although he was a little short, the third prince, who was still a handsome man, presented gifts afterward.

"Father, son..."

"Father, son..."

"Father, son..."

All the princes presented their birthday presents, and Beitang Hongxuan hurriedly stood up not to be outdone, saluted, and immediately said loudly: "Grandpa, grandson presents a letter written by himself! Be happy, and then get a bunch of grandmas for your grandson!" As he spoke, he made a big circle with his hands, describing many people.

Many people in the hall were secretly amused by Beitang Hongxuan, and Beitang Aoyue also overflowed with a satisfied smile.

His eldest grandson is really a living treasure.

Beitang Weiyang also laughed happily.How great would it be if he could live like Hongxuan?

☆. Is he the one who saved him?

All kinds of presents in the main hall have already been offered, except for the fifteenth prince who Ao Di has just resumed his status.

Once again the focus of attention.

Beitang Weiyang looked at this scene depressedly, how many times is this the first time?This is the first time he has received the attention of so many people in one day.

"Father..., son..." Beitang Weiyang just wanted to say that he had no gifts.There used to be a..., but unfortunately Biyoudi has been broken and can't be retrieved.

"I'm here for everything." Beitang Aoyue didn't expect any gift from his son.

Seeing that his youngest son was still a little embarrassed, Beitang Aoyue patted the back of his hand, trying to make him feel at ease.

"The fifteenth prince's birthday gift has already been given to me, so please don't look forward to it."

Some of the ministers who were talking about their thoughts pretended to be drinking; some were busy covering themselves;

Beitang Hongxuan poked the mutton on the plate with the chopsticks in his hand, and his displeasure immediately appeared.

Did the little emperor give something to the emperor?The little emperor didn't even give him anything!And what can little Huangshu give you?It can't be a gadget made by yourself, right?Thinking of this, Beitang Hongxuan became depressed again, and became jealous of his grandfather, whom he had always liked.

Next time, he will ask Little Huangshu to give him something!But... His birthday seems to have passed for a long time... Can this be made up?

The hall began to sing and dance again.

Some concubines also want to show their housekeeping skills.

She wore a dress of flowers sweeping the floor, embroidered with dark patterns of orchids, a piece of plain makeup without makeup, her eyes were clear and cold, like ice that had never changed through the ages, her hair was decorated with a single pair of golden phoenix bead hairpins with spreading wings, and a piece of rabbit hairpin around her neck. Shaped white jade, showing the clearness of the collarbone, a pair of pearl earrings fluttering in the wind, lightly moving lotus steps, holding an old fir wood lacquered phoenix crop zither.

"She will be your future concubine mother, Concubine Que." Beitang Aoyue said close to his ear.

"Concubine Que?" Beitang Weiyang looked carefully.

This concubine is so beautiful, but this concubine looks arrogant, I don't know if she is easy to get along with.

Concubine Que sat on the ground, stroking the winding surface with fingertips, and a piece of "Butterfly Love Flower" came.

With white, green fingers, pinching and picking, the strings trembled slightly.Gently gather, slowly twist, wipe and pick again, the string sound is like ding-dong spring water, and the lingering sound is endless, endless.

Everyone is immersed in the world of her playing....

He didn't understand what emotion this guzheng represented, or what other meanings it had, but he only knew that this song was very suitable for her temperament.

After one song is over, some people are still unsatisfied.

"The concubine would like to ask your majesty, does your majesty like this song by concubine?" Concubine Qu felt a little hopeful in her heart.His Majesty has not come to see her for a long time.

"Concubine Qu's piano skills have always been ranked first in Yanqi Continent, why ask me?" Beitang Aoyue picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

"My concubine, thank Your Majesty for your compliment."

Concubine Zhu bowed down to salute.An envious smile appeared on his proud face.When she stood up, she looked at Beitang Weiyang who was about to become her 'son'.

Although he doesn't look very good, he can see that he has a good temper, but... probably doesn't have the ability to ascend to the throne of God.In fact, she also just wants to let Aodi remember her, to see her when she has time, it is not a big extravagant request, so it doesn't matter whether the child has that ability, and she treats him as her own son if she is destined to be childless treat it.

Aodi entrusted this child to her to be raised, at least this can prove that the king on the stage has not forgotten her existence..., right?

Beitang Weiyang and Concubine Que looked at each other and smiled.

Beitang Aoyue continued to sip his wine in satisfaction.

Today's wine is extraordinarily mellow~.

Concubine Ju returned to her seat and sat down, feeling very happy.The other concubines looked at her with some envy.

There was another program in the center of the hall, he watched intently, Beitang Aoyue secretly watched him (meaning to check carefully, not a bug~), he didn't notice anything.

The banquet lasted for 3 hours, the sky had already started to darken, An Lingyu felt that he was out of line.

"Your Majesty has ordered the ministers' children of the right age to be selected as attendants for the princes. Now, do you want to announce them to the palace immediately?"

If I miss this opportunity today, I don't know when Aodi will remember it. By that time, he will not even have a child of the right age, so he will be at a great loss.The eldest grandson of that little prince...!

Beitang smiled arrogantly and wickedly.

How did he almost forget this?This is not good~, the more traps the better, that bastard from the Anling family is very useful.

"Xuan!"

"Announce that the youngest son of the ministers will have an audience!" Zhang Luo repeated the order from the side.

"Xuan the youngest son of the ministers to see you!" The eunuch outside the hall repeated.

After a while, a group of small turnip heads lined up in four rows came in.

They all pretended to be old-fashioned, but most of them were very nervous in their hearts. Maybe... the kid who was older than him in the first place in the second column?

The child looked directly at him and his father, with an expression of no fear of anyone.This child is estimated to be about eleven or twelve years old. His appearance has already begun to emerge. His facial features are more delicate and have a three-dimensional sense. He should be a handsome child in the future.

Beitang Weiyang smiled at him.

Anling Moyuan kept looking at the child on the main seat.

Very familiar, especially that smile, very warm.Same as that day.

Is it the kid who saved him a few days ago?But why is he sitting there?Is it really the prince?

"You like that child?" Beitang Aoyue saw that he had been paying attention to that child for a long time.

"Go back to Father, yes, it's not bad. Don't Father think so?" Beitang Weiyang said the truth.

Only then did Beitang Aoyue take a closer look at the child who was arranged in the most conspicuous place.

Sure enough, that's An Lingyu's bastard, right?

It is indeed the child he fancy.

He saw that child staring straight at his fifteenth son, and he was not in a good mood.This kid was beaten like that that day, and still has the heart to remember his fifteen sons?

"It's okay. Do you want him to be your servant?" Beitang Aoyue never planned to arrange the concubine son of Anling's family to be his fifteenth son as his servant, and that old and cunning An Lingyu would not agree, would he? ?He likes to fulfill other people's little wishes.

"Your servant's attendant?" Beitang Weiyang looked at his father with dull eyes in surprise.

Waiting to read or something, there is nothing to do with him, right?Why would he delay other people's future? !He's fine on his own.

"Well, you are also a prince now, you have to bring an attendant with you when you go to Shangyu Pavilion, so as not to lose face of your mother and concubine."

Concubine Mu - Concubine Que?This layer seems to be considered.

"Father, let's choose one for my son, that child will die. Don't choose the one who is too smart, okay?" It would be a pity.It's better to be simple, it's better to be the same as Hongxuan, then he will regard him as a good friend.At first glance, that child is the kind of person who does not want to be inferior to others, and he will definitely do something in the future.

"Since you don't want it, I'll pick one for you. Don't blame me afterwards." Beitang Aoyue said jokingly.

"promise."

Beitang Aoyue chose a simple and honest child for him to be his attendant.

Afterwards, except for a few favored princes and the emperor's grandson Beitang Hongxuan who was hand-picked by Beitang Aoyue for their own servants, the other princes can choose by themselves, and the selected children will stay in the palace and be arranged in the upper palace. Accommodation and lodging will be arranged uniformly in the palace near the Yu Pavilion, and the remaining children will leave with their father after the banquet.

It's rare for An Lingyu to treat his youngest son differently. Under the circumstances of Emperor Ao's personal appointment, he successfully became the attendant of the emperor's grandson Beitang Hongxuan. I have to say that his youngest son has done a good job this time.In the blink of an eye, he thought about the crazy appearance of the woman he loved the most, and he immediately brushed off this thought.

It's good that the kid can do the job well, but if he can't, move him out of the house.

The selected child first temporarily stands behind the future master.

Anling Moyuan was behind Beitang Hongxuan, watching his master listlessly poke the mutton with chopsticks, and didn't want to talk to him, so he didn't bother himself.Seeing the prince in the main hall staring at the wine glass in front of him, wanting to drink but not daring to drink, he wanted to laugh.That prince seems to be... well, it seems to be the fifteenth prince?

Anling Moyuan just heard that the emperor also got him an attendant. At that time, he only heard a 'fifteenth prince', so it should be right.

That fifteenth prince... Anling Moyuan wanted to get closer to him.

If he could get close to the fifteenth prince, he would definitely recognize him.

He always remembered the faint fragrance of that person.

"This pastry is not bad, you can try it." Beitang Aoyue put a plate of pastries on his left hand.

"Cakes?" There was only a stack of pastries in the shape of pink plum blossoms in front of him.It seems... a bit delicious?

"En, let's eat." Beitang Aoyue was in a good mood seeing him looking a bit greedy.

"Thank you, Father."

He picked up a piece of pastry and took a bite, leaving his lips and teeth fragrant.Feeling pretty good, he couldn't help but speed up his eating, and the plate was empty after a while, Beitang Weiyang looked at Beitang Aoyue a little embarrassedly.

Beitang Aoyue patted his head.

"Zhang Luo."

"promise."

"Here's another plate of the same pastry."

"No." Zhang Luo hurriedly handed over a plate of pastries.

"Your Majesty..." Zhang Luo silently put the cakes on Beitang Weiyang's side.

"Thank you, Eunuch Zhang."

"Don't dare, Your Highness." After speaking, Zhang Luo stood back to his position.

"Eat it. If you like it, eat more. Father can afford it."

"Thank you, Father."

There was a blush on his face.

From the time he re-assumes the identity of the prince, he must abide by the etiquette between father and son, monarch and minister, and dare not go beyond half a step, and he can no longer casually call himself 'I'.

He has always understood this.

He just waited to let go of everything when he left, and only hoped that there would not be too much reluctance.

☆、I don't know it's the flute of a gift

By the time of Xu Shi, many ministers in the hall had drunk too much and collapsed on the table.

"Okay, Zhang Luo, let them all go back." Beitang Aoyue announced the dissolution of the banquet.

"No, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty has an order. Today's banquet ends here. All concubines, princes, and ministers are welcome to come back." Zhang Luo said loudly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The concubine stood up first to thank her.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The prince who followed behind got up to thank you.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" This time it was the minister's turn to stand up and thank En, although he was a little drunk and stood crookedly, but on this day of great joy, someone just picked a mistake.

Beitang Aoyue took his hand and walked out of the hall first.

"Farewell to Your Majesty!" Afterwards, the scattered people walked out.

Bei Tanghao looked at the hands of his father and his brother, and left his seat without saying a word.

Beitang Hongxuan continued to poke the beef on the plate a few times vigorously, and felt that it was enough, so he put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Anling Moyuan followed Beitang Hongxuan, An Lingyu walked over, and pulled him into a corner without any trace.

"As soon as you find out the news, you can pass the news to me in a similar way. Do you understand?!"

An Lingyu whispered close to his ear.

He doesn't answer.

Ridiculous, he is an 11-year-old kid, what news can he find out?This already made him laugh, and now he is asking him to find a way to pass the news through the heavily guarded palace?Is his father okay?Or just looking at your mother recently, and your mind is a little unclear?

"Did you hear that?!" An Lingyu asked again impatiently seeing that his youngest son had been silent for a long time.

"Father, my son can only do his best. As for passing the news to you, you leave it to my son to handle it myself. Haven't you thought it through?" He said directly.

"You can't even do a small thing, what else can you do?!" An Lingyu became angry, and wanted to punch Anling Moyuan.If it wasn't for the fact that he was the only one who met the age for the time being, how could he be controlled by him? !If it wasn't for him, how could she be crazy? !

"Father, I have no martial arts, no power, and I am not familiar with the environment of the palace. What do you want me to do? My son also wants to do something for you, but he lacks self-knowledge, so I will tell you frankly wrong?"

Everything he said was reasonable, and An Lingyu couldn't fault it, but he always felt that there were other meanings.

"I'll think about it when I go back. You should be safe recently and don't mess with the little prince. Understand?"

"The son will, and the son will retire first."

After saluting casually, Anling Moyuan bypassed An Lingyu and ran out.

An Lingyu looked at the back of Anling Moyuan running away, unable to recover for a long time.

His son... is a bit difficult to control.He regretted it a little, can't he be allowed to leave that small courtyard in Anling Mansion?It seems that this child is a little different when he is out of the yard, and I hope that no disaster will be caused.

Beitang Weiyang was taken directly to the bedroom by Beitang Aoyue.

Beitang Aoyue put him on the bed.

"Father, my son can go back to the side hall of the Kui Palace to rest first." So he doesn't have to sleep here...

"Sleep at my place tonight. By the way, you didn't eat anything in the palace. I asked Zhang Lao to cook a bowl of gruel for you. You can take a bath after eating."

There are two or three earth dragons in the room, so it will be much warmer. Beitang Aoyue wanted to take off his coat, but as soon as his hand touched his neck, he turned his sensitive head to one side, and his discomfort immediately showed .

Beitang Weiyang was a little panicked, he was not used to being so close to him, Yunyue in his previous life had been with him for a long time, so he slowly let go of his restraint, now that his father is doing this, he will reflexively refuse .

"It's not so cold in this room, it will be better if you take off a little."

Beitang Aoyue ignored his reaction, and continued to take off his coat with his hands without stopping. He was still awkward, but he also followed his father's wishes. After Beitang Aoyue finished taking off his coat, he took off his coat Take off some of them too.

Beitang Aoyue is more afraid of heat.

He would rather be like winter all year round than live a summer.

"Father..." Beitang Weiyang looked around and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"What? Tell me something?" Beitang Aoyue said in a joking tone, but he was thinking about what his fifteen sons wanted to say to him, and he dared to say it after thinking about it for so long.

"Father, can I lend my son a flute? It doesn't have to be too good, just any one."

"Flute?" That's it?What a surprise!Beitang Aoyue grinned.

He thought it was something, and thoughtfully remembered the most common line in the secret report, "The fifteenth prince has been practicing the flute, and then..."; "The fifteenth prince read the books given by the master at night, It's also about the flute. ';'The fifteenth prince took the flute early in the morning...';'The Biyou flute that the little prince gave to the fifteenth prince was broken, and the fifteenth prince has been playing with it for two days, but it is still not bad. 'It seems that his fifteenth son is really obsessed with this flute, and he still needs to find it to play for a while at this time.

Beitang Weiyang frowned.It's strange that he wants a flute?

"Zhang Luo." Beitang Aoyue called Zhang Luo in.

"No." Zhang Luo's ears have already heard this quiet call very sensitively. After so many years, is it strange that he is not used to it?

Zhang Luo pushed open the door and came in, bowing his head.

"You go find a flute, find one suitable for the fifteenth prince."

"No, please wait a moment, Your Majesty and Your Highness." After speaking, he went out.It's just that Zhang Luo was thinking of what kind of flute to give to Beitang Weiyang, at least it shouldn't be too shabby, otherwise it wouldn't be good if His Majesty would be displeased.Also, why hasn't Yunyue's gruel arrived yet?

Zhang Luo hesitated for a while, and decided to go to the inner warehouse first to find a flute for business. After much deliberation, he felt that Yunyue would not come back in a short time.

Zhang Luo searched for a long time in the inner warehouse, and looked at a drawer where the flute was placed. On the red cloth, there was a row of flutes, all kinds of styles, and finally he decided to take a flute with a full body. Bai, take the flute without patterns to Beitang Weiyang, he thinks that flute is very suitable for Beitang Weiyang.

"Your Highness, how good is this flute?" Zhang Luo bowed his head and raised the flute above his head.

"Thank you, Eunuch Zhang." Beitang Weiyang took the flute, feeling a little grateful to Zhang Luo.This Zhang Luo was actually kind to him, and he never looked down on him.This flute is also very suitable for him, he likes it very much, he touches the body of the flute repeatedly with his hands, he likes it very much.Although the Biyoudi given by Hongxuan is also very beautiful, but he has always felt that it is incompatible with him, and he likes it too, but it is only suitable or unsuitable.It's really a pity that the Biyou flute was broken.

"Your Majesty, the Fifteenth Prince, the slaves will step down first."

Beitang Aoyue waved his hand, indicating that it was all right, and Zhang Luo stepped back.

"How good is this flute?" Beitang Aoyue didn't like this flute, it was too transparent.