This Marshal of the Palace

"Princess Jinluan is here." Ye Qingling and Yan Ci appeared at the entrance of the main hall at the same time as the father-in-law called out.

Walking into the hall, Yan Ci bowed his head slightly, stepped back a little and walked half a step behind Ye Qingling.

There are many people in the hall, sitting on both sides according to their civil and military positions, and the fifth seat on the right is Wang Hua, who is dressed in a black brocade robe, and even the last seat is a general. I don't know how many grades there are in Fugao.

"Jinluan has seen Father." Ye Qingling saluted slightly.

"Beici, the city guard, has seen His Majesty." Yanci knelt on one knee behind her, with a powerful voice.

"Well, get up, Jinluan, and sit next to the emperor." The emperor smiled and waved to Ye Qingling, pointing to the seat beside him.

There are all the seats for the children of the royal family, and the seats of the princes and princesses who are not married are a circle smaller than those who are married.Although the relationship between Ye Qingling and Yan Ci is well known, no one would dare to change Ye Qingling's table without the emperor's gift of marriage. It is obvious that this is embarrassing Yan Ci in disguise.

Seeing this scene, the children of the officials around were all happy. They had long disliked Beici, and a person who came from somewhere unexpectedly won the princess's heart without knowing how.No one here is better than him in terms of background, and they have never paid attention to a small family than an official. At most, he is more handsome and smiles like an idiot.

Yan Ci narrowed his eyes, and when he was about to say something, Ye Qingling grabbed his hand, and when he looked up, he saw Ye Qingling looking at her with smiling eyes.

"Go." Ye Qingling mouthed Yan Ci, and took Yan Ci's hand again.

Yan Ci nodded heavily, a bright smile suddenly appeared on his originally indifferent face, and with a slight force on his wrist, he tightly interlocked with Ye Qingling's ten fingers, and the distance between the two also changed from half a step away from the original. Wide becomes intimate.

The civil and military officials around were shocked when they saw the bold actions of the two. They turned their heads to look at the emperor sitting on the highest seat. The smile on his face was not covered up in the slightest, and he was obviously very satisfied.

Don't guess what the emperor was thinking, all civil and military officials silently looked away, and even two generals even grabbed their son who was staring at Ye Qingling back and slapped the back of the head hard.

Both of them looked at their own father's face full of confusion, and they didn't know why they got such a slap.

Yan Ci also saw this scene, pursing his lips and almost burst out laughing.

Following Ye Qingling to the seat, Yan Ci sat down very consciously, making room for a person in his arms.

And Ye Qingling naturally sat in Yan Ci's arms, leaning on her shoulder.

The emperor didn't say anything after seeing it, but turned his head to talk to the queen, as if he didn't see Yanci at all.

Ye Jingyuan was the last to come, and the seat was next to Ye Qingling. Seeing the two of them sitting so close, he unconsciously moved to the other side. Do you want to do this for the public?

The palace banquet began, and a large group of young beauties in revealing clothes lined up at the door. Many small bells were hung on the clothes, and the bells rang non-stop as they walked.

It has been autumn for a long time. Although the weather is still a bit hot, it is already very cold compared to summer. The clothes on these women can only cover the scenery on their chests, and barely cover half of their thighs. With a little movement, the scenery is amazing. rare.

"Don't look." Seeing those women walking in barefoot, Ye Qingling quickly raised her hand to cover Yan Ci's eyes, her tone was a bit fierce, "Go back to your room and sleep tonight."

"Well, don't look at it." Yan Ci pulled Ye Qingling's handbag and covered it between his hands, "Don't tell me that your hands are cold, I will use my internal strength to warm you up."

Although Ye Qingling's body is recovering, years of frailty caused her to be extremely afraid of the cold in winter. Even if she wears a lot of clothes, her hands and feet are always cold. When it is serious, she can't even hold things. Yan Ci feels distressed. All the internal strength turned into a furnace for Ye Qingling to move.

"Don't look up, don't look up." Ye Qingling looked around as her hands were getting warmer, and almost everyone's eyes were fixed on the ten dancers.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything, just like Concubine Meng and Concubine De, Concubine Meng held the pastry with one hand, and rested the other hand on her chin, looking at the ten dancers who seemed to admire them, while Concubine De, who was sitting on the side, If it wasn't for the maid behind her holding her down, she might have jumped on Concubine Meng Gui directly.

Those ten dancers have enchanting figures and soft bodies, and every movement is extremely charming, coupled with the faint fragrance on their bodies, it is tempting.

Yan Ci lowered her head and continued to warm Ye Qingling's hands, sometimes stuffed a piece of pastry into her mouth and drank a sip of water, but the crisp sound of the bell still reached her ears.

Looking up curiously, she saw the lead dancer winking at her, with a charming charm in her eyes.

Unfortunately, Ye Qingling saw it with just one glance, and remembered it firmly.

"Hiss." Suddenly there was a stabbing pain in his waist, and Yan Ci gasped and looked at Ye Qingling who was sitting in his arms and looked at him smiling gently.

"Qingling, it hurts." The clear eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, and the weak voice was a little bit aggrieved.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Qingling smiled and exerted more force on her hand, Yan Ci even felt that her nails had poked into the flesh.

Swallowing, Yan Ci forced the mist back from his eyes, blinked and smiled: "It doesn't hurt, how can it hurt when I have bad skin and thick flesh?"

"Really?" Ye Qingling squeezed the small piece of flesh with her wrist and twisted it.

"It doesn't hurt." The smile on Yan Ci's face gradually distorted, and the back molars were clenched tightly for fear of making any sound that he shouldn't have made.

At the end of the song, Yan Ci only felt that the piece of meat on his lower back was about to be pinched off, and it was burning hot.

"Know it's wrong?" Ye Qingling approached Yanci's face with a dangerous look, and one of her hands was still on her waist.

"I know." Under the threat of a certain princess, Yan Ci obediently bowed his head to admit his mistake, and kissed a certain princess on the forehead to show his sincerity.

Ye Qingling didn't eat this set at all, and touched the warm soft meat with slightly cool fingertips: "What's wrong?"

Yan Ci wanted to cry, not to ask for forgiveness, but really wanted to cry.Why was she so stupid to agree to Ye Qingling wearing a short jacket inside, why didn't she ask her teacher for some medicine in advance, why did she look up for a while.

"I'll take care of you when I go back." Ye Qingling's nails ran across Yan Ci's flesh, and Yan Ci trembled violently.

"Yo, the princess and Bei Baifu really have a good relationship, very affectionate." The two people's "intimacy" behavior attracted the attention of Concubine De, that dead woman Meng Xiwan knew to look at other women every day, What's so good about those dancers?It's not that it's a big deal to wear less.

This sound also attracted the attention of civil and military officials, and when he turned his head, he saw Beici covering Ye Qingling's hands with one hand and putting it in his arms to keep warm, with his right hand holding a piece of pastry flavor Ye Qingling's mouth, although the movement seemed a little bit Clumsy but full of affection.

And not far away from them, the eldest princess Jin Su and her son-in-law Li Yan sat at the same table. Although they were husband and wife in name, there was room for another person to sit between them. The intimacy between them is in stark contrast.

"A Ci is my future son-in-law. If I don't have a good relationship with A Ci, who will I be with?" Ye Qingling swallowed the pastry in her mouth and smiled. The fact that A Ci is her son-in-law is basically known by everyone in the capital. There is no need to hide it.

The joy in Yan Ci's embrace of Ye Qingling covered the pain in her lower back. She simply loved Qingling's way of talking about Ben Gong. The slightly raised head was noble, and there was a little pride in the soft voice. , It's a pity that in front of her, she will always call herself me.

Concubine De wanted to say something but was interrupted by the emperor: "We'll talk about the matter of the son-in-law later, today's palace banquet will not discuss these matters." He has his own plans for the matter of the son-in-law, so there is no need for these ministers to worry about it.

In the next performance of Yan Ci, none of them dared to look up and could only bury their heads in eating the food on the table. When they ate something they liked, they would give it to Ye Qingling to taste, or under Ye Qingling's command, they would pick up the food she liked and feed it to her. .

After the banquet was over, the emperor was pestered by the ministers to deal with government affairs, and Ye Qingling was also called by the queen to communicate with her mother and daughter.

This was exactly what Yan Ci wanted, so she randomly found a court lady and asked where the dancers were, and she ran over.

Walking in, there was a scene of ten dancers playing together, Yan Ci stood at the door with arms folded and watched these people wait for when they would find him.

"Okay, okay, stop messing around." The woman who led the dance clapped her hands and made a crisp bell sound and said with a coquettish smile, "Everyone go out, I have something to talk to this son-in-law."

Yan Ci walked in with a bad expression on his face, and the nine beauties walked by without any relief.

"Oh, what are you doing with a straight face? I just heard that you died suddenly a few days ago. I didn't expect to see you sitting there with a beautiful woman in your arms." The woman sat at the table and poured herself a glass. The tea was poured with a smile.

"Hmph, I have to weigh myself if I die." Yan Ci snorted coldly, and poured himself a cup of tea with his backhand, "Do you know that you have caused me misfortune?"

"Haha, it's just meeting old friends, why is that little beauty of yours also jealous?" The woman smiled coquettishly at Yanci.

"Why don't you stay in Xijiang and be your little princess and come here to Dongxia? Return to the dancer, if you let your father know, I won't break your leg." Yan Ci made a vicious gesture of hitting.

That's right, this person is Xi Nian'er, the little princess of Xijiang. A few years ago, she accidentally met this little princess when she was stationed on the edge of Xijiang. Since then, the two have become friends.

"What's so interesting in Xijiang, what's more, I didn't just want to see what's going on when I heard that you died." The voice of the little princess was a little aggrieved.

Yan Ci was unmoved, and pointed to the door: "Can you bring all nine of your guards with you when you come out to play? You are lying to ghosts."

These nine guards are all beautiful, and their skills are one-on-one in the Jianghu. Even if she is under the siege of these nine people, she cannot guarantee to retreat unscathed.

Xi Nian'er was silent for a while before whispering something close to Yan Ci's ear, but it was these words that made Yan Ci unable to recover for a long time.

The author has something to say:

It's really fragrant, the homework is really fragrant, there are so many photos of homework piled up in two days

Yan Shuai is wronged today

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