The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 253
The ministers brought their beloved sons or daughters to the banquet early, and the birthday gifts prepared for Junrong were recorded and checked by a special person at the gate of the palace, and if there were no problems, they were included in the warehouse.

After Ding Guogong delivered the congratulatory gift, he walked forward with Zhen Xuerou and Zhen Zhixing, and the voice of the little eunuch came from behind, "Yo, I have seen An Guogong, what is this gift?"

Ding Guogong paused, turned around and saw An Guogong commanding the boys who followed him to move things down, he hooked his lips: "An Guogong is such a big box, it contains a lot of things, right? "

His eyes glanced over the mahogany binaural box with adult calf height, and his eyes were full of mischief.

An Guogong glanced at him, stood up, put his hands in his sleeves, and said with a natural expression, "Dinggong asked about this, why? Anyway, it must be different from what you gave."

While talking, the little eunuch over there had already opened the box. Duke Ding took a look, good guy, a box full of medicinal materials.

"It turned out to be medicinal materials, Mr. An really has a heart."

Ding Guogong said something strangely, An Guogong glanced at him, with a smile on his face, his eyes were deep and dark, he slowly stepped forward, standing very close to Ding Guogong, suddenly reached out his hand to stop Ding Guogong's shoulder, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, why are you still talking so nonchalantly? Come on, let's stop being embarrassing at the door."

An Guogong forcibly held Ding Guogong and walked forward, Zhen Xuerou was a step behind Zhen Zhixing, Zhen Xuerou hesitated: "Grandfather—"

Duke Dingguo waved his hand without looking back, Zhen Zhixing also said to her: "It's okay, grandfather is not a fool, who can do anything to grandfather in the palace now? Let's go."

"Too."

Zhen Xuerou and Zhen Zhixing walked together side by side. She had entered the palace neither too many times nor too few times, and it was not a problem to find her way. She looked around while walking, and sighed: "The palace is very lively today. This kind of dress can only be seen during the Chinese New Year."

"The envoys of the Three Kingdoms come to celebrate the new emperor's enthronement, so it's natural to decorate it. You can't lose your grandeur, can you?"

"Too."

Zhen Xuerou nodded, and the two of them entered the imperial garden. Looking at the fragrant flowers around, Zhen Xuerou's eyes lit up: "It's so beautiful. Now that the spring is waning, only the palace can see a scene of flowers in full bloom."

She stopped by the side of the cobblestone path, reaching out to touch the petals, Zhen Zhixing looked at her indulgently, but didn't stop her.

The maid on the other side carried the palace lantern and walked over surrounded by Ning Zhao. Seeing that the backs of these two people looked familiar, Ning Zhao couldn't help but take a second look.

Seeing Zhen Xuerou reaching out to touch the flowers, the palace maid thought she was about to pick them, so she couldn't help but raised her voice: "Miss in the pink dress, you can't pick the flowers in the imperial garden casually, you—"

Zhen Zhixing turned around when he heard the words, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, but he suddenly stopped when he saw Ning Zhao.

He looked at Ning Zhao, who was dressed in a palace costume, in astonishment. He was a little dazed for a while, and murmured: "Xuetian?"

Zhen Xuerou's hand paused, and she accidentally pinched a petal off. The maid's expression changed when she saw it: "You—"

Ning Zhao raised her hand to stop her: "It's just a petal, it's okay, neither Your Majesty nor the prince will take it to heart."

Hearing what she said, the maid felt relieved and bowed her body: "Yes, my lord."

Hearing her call "Master", Zhen Zhixing suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the strange yet familiar younger sister in front of him, feeling mixed feelings in his heart for a moment.

He opened his mouth, a little embarrassed, but Zhen Xuerou next to him was even more embarrassed. When she turned around and looked at Ning Zhao who looked brand new, her expression turned ugly for a moment.

Ning Zhao didn't change his face, "Miss Zhen Er, those who don't know are not to blame, this time I can pretend I didn't see it, next time, don't pick the flowers in the imperial garden casually, there are rules in the palace, don't make it difficult for me .”

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, not wanting to stay for a moment.

Zhen Xuerou stopped her, "Sister."

The voice was sweet and soft, "Are you in such a hurry to leave? The three of us have not seen each other for a long time, don't you want to talk to us?"

Ning Zhao didn't know which of her tendons was wrong, she turned her head and saw someone approaching around, Ning Zhao met Zhen Xuerou with a slightly sad look, and suddenly understood that this person was acting.

She chuckled: "The palace banquet is coming soon. As a female official in the palace, I don't have time to chat. I still need to take care of it. If you two want to catch up on the old days, you may wish to enter the palace to talk about the old days. Excuse me."

Ning Zhao nodded generously at the two, then turned around and led the ladies into the Xiefang Palace.

Ning Zhao is wearing a pomegranate-colored skirt today, a pink-and-white Uesugi, and a shawl embroidered with gold thread of the same color, which complement her slim figure and outstanding temperament.

A hint of jealousy inevitably flashed across Zhen Xuerou's eyes.

Zhen Zhixing knew what she was thinking when he saw the change in her face, looked around, and persuaded in a low voice: "Rou'er, today is not an ordinary day, don't make trouble."

"What's wrong with me? You also think she's different now, don't you? She's lost her status, and judging by her proud appearance, she's obviously a..."

She almost blurted out "an ominous person", but when the words came to her lips, she remembered that this was in the palace, so she still shut her mouth embarrassingly.

Zhen Zhixing reassured: "Have you forgotten what your grandfather told you? Now she is just a fascination, and your luck is yet to come."

He looked in the direction of the harem meaningfully, Zhen Xuerou was startled, followed his gaze, and immediately understood what he meant.

"call--"

She exhaled lightly: "Yes."

"So, when you take the seat, you must always pay attention to your image and etiquette, and don't let outsiders pick out the mistakes, so as to lay the foundation for the future."

"I understand, let's go, let's... wait, where is grandfather? He hasn't come yet?"

Zhen Xuerou turned her head and looked around, and saw Duke Ding and Duke An standing face to face under a big tree not far away, their expressions could not be seen clearly from behind the backlight, Zhen Xuerou frowned, a little worried: "Grandfather What did you say to An Guogong? We won’t fight, right?”

"It's not a child anymore, how could it be possible to fight? They have a sense of proportion, so don't worry about it, come on, let's go in first, there are people coming and going here, it's not good to stand for a long time."

"Ok."

……

Ding Guogong and An Guogong did not fight, but the war without gunpowder never stopped for a moment.

The two stood in the shadows, sparks splashed between their eyes.

"An Guogong, look at how lively the Fangfang Palace is today, tsk tsk, how many people are here for the regent?"

Ding Guogong stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of pride.

An Guogong glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Flowers are blooming, and fire is cooking oil. You Dingguo raised a good grandson, and now you can be regarded as the most popular."

He paused, and said in a low voice, "It's just...how long will you be able to enjoy the glory? There can be no two tigers on one mountain. Between the king and the emperor, there must only be one left. Let's wait and see!"

(End of this chapter)