The High Gate Mistress of Rebirth

On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, there was a big banquet in the palace, and envoys sent by vassal kings from all over the country entered the palace to congratulate them, and officials of the third rank and above entered the palace by order.

In the early morning, accompanied by the sound of ceremonies and music, officials in formal attire and their wives entered Xuande Gate one after another.

During the former dynasty, the emperor paid more attention to enjoyment, and there were constant banquets in the palace. During the tribute year, there were even more singing and dancing in the palace. Only in the palace will there be a big banquet for the officials.

After the gun salute, all the officials gathered in front of the Golden Luan Hall, and after Li Ling took Jingshu and the crown prince to accept the congratulations from all the officials, the important officials were led by the palace people into the Qionghua Terrace where the banquet was held.

After the national music, the banquet began, and all the ministers congratulated the emperor and empress. For a while, the voice of the mountain resounded throughout the palace.

Li Ling has been enthroned for five years, and Jing Shu has already adapted to such a grand occasion, but when accepting the bows of the officials, Li Ling's hands under the wide sleeves of the dragon robe still held her tightly, just like she did when she was the first to be crowned queen at the ceremony. The first time he stood shoulder to shoulder with him on top of ten thousand people to accept the worship of the officials.

Recalling carefully, over the years, Li Ling held her hand tightly on such occasions, as if he was afraid that she would be frightened.

After the pilgrimage, Jing Shu glanced at her husband beside her. With all the attention, she would naturally not be rude, but it was only a superficial glance, which was caught by Li Ling. He held her hand tightly.

The banquet started, with rituals and music, singing and dancing, which was different from the banquet of the previous dynasty. Now in this palace banquet, the emperor's majesty, the officials are in awe, and the details show the order of a dynasty.

The world is rich and peaceful.

Now Pingyang, Xu Wanning and the third girl Li Jinyan of the Zhen Guogong's mansion all have imperial seals, and the aunts and sisters-in-law are sitting next to each other.

The palace banquet lasted for a long time, and the banquet was full of wine and wine, gradually becoming lively.

Xie, who came to the palace banquet with Zhao Xuan, walked to Pingyang's side, and after she sat down, she sighed with emotion.

"It's the first time I've seen this empress, the empress is so graceful, it's not an exaggeration to say that she is peerless." As she spoke, she poked her way down to Pingyang, and said in a low voice, "I said, why don't you accept this eldest cousin who has been on the throne for so many years?" In the harem, with such a beautiful wife guarding her, what kind of woman can look in her eyes."

Ping Yang smiled and replied: "Whether this man takes a concubine has nothing to do with whether his wife is beautiful or not. You were also a famous beauty in Kyoto back then, so you didn't stop the elder brother from taking a concubine, right?"

The aunt and sister-in-law have always been close, and they never hide their words. After hearing this, Mrs. Xie scolded Pingyang with a low laugh, and then said: "This second cousin looks cold, but he is really a normal person." , as an emperor, it is rare to be able to do this."

As she spoke, she whispered to Pingyang, "Is the Ninth Princess Qingluan sitting next to Jiangdong over there? She was still young when I left Beijing, so I don't recognize her now."

Pingyang followed Xie's gaze, and replied: "That's Cousin Nine Emperors, our old lady decided to marry Jiangdong last year."

Mrs. Xie sneered, and replied: "I was sitting there just now, why did I see her staring at the emperor and the empress all the time, and quietly weeping, I have heard that she has a weird temper, I really don't like it False."

Pingyang is naturally aware of the twists and turns here, she smiled awkwardly, and said perfunctorily, "That's that kind of temperament." Xu Wanning, who was sitting beside her, was also looking at Qingluan. With a sneer and a look of contempt on his face, Pingyang felt helpless, then stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Xu Wanning's clothes, calling out: "Sister-in-law, what are you looking at?"

Xu Wanning turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw that there was an outsider named Xie. After all, she endured it, and she just reprimanded, "I didn't see anything", but she couldn't keep her straightforward personality The words were whispered in Jin Yan's ears for a while: "Look at the imperial cousin, I thought I would be able to make a better future after getting married, but I didn't expect it to be like that. Oh, I'm so sorry for that big cousin Jiang Dong. Brother, after marrying such a daughter-in-law, I don't know if he will resent our government in his heart."

Qingluan has been staring at Li Ling and Jingshu who are sitting on the throne of the empress since she took the seat, but how did she know that she has become a joke in the eyes of others.

Now that she is married to Murong Yi, she is not as obsessed with Li Ling as before, but seeing Li Ling and Jing Shu have been married for so many years, as an emperor, he is still so gentle and caring towards his wife, which makes her feel Very unhappy.

For some reason, ever since she learned about the past between her mother and concubine and General Zhou Yi, and when the Huns invaded her and forced her to marry her, and Zhou Yi stepped forward, Qingluan became certain that she was Zhou Yi's flesh and blood.

Even though Li Ling is the son of Emperor Ming, she and Li Ling are not siblings.

Just imagine that she was supposed to marry Li Ling first when she was close to the water. Since God couldn't let her get what she wanted, even if she married Murong Yi later, she was also content with it. There are several concubines, let alone care and love her as desperately as Li Ling.

In contrast, my husband is still far from my sweetheart.

Thinking about it, Qingluan couldn't hold back her tears. Ever since she took the seat, the golden beans had been wet and never broken.

She looked up at the empress with tears in her eyes, now that she is half drunk, the banquet is no longer as stiff as it was at the beginning, although Li Ling's face is still cold and serious, but the eyes that frequently look at his wife beside him are full of tenderness .

When Qingluan saw that Li Ling personally picked up dishes from a distance and placed them in front of Jingshu, her originally painful heart could no longer bear it, and she whimpered and cried.

Although the voice was suppressed, Murong Yi, who was sitting next to her, could still hear it. Ever since he took the seat, he had seen Qingluan weeping from time to time, but he had long been used to the appearance of the princess's wife. She was just silent, but it was harmless, Murong Yi only coaxed a few words perfunctorily, and didn't take it to heart, seeing his wife suddenly lost her composure, finally caught his attention.

Murong Yi took Qingluan's clothes and said in a low voice: "Okay, why are you always crying, if there is something unpleasant, we will talk about it later when we go home."

Unexpectedly, Qingluan didn't pay attention at all, and just murmured, "Why can't you be like him."

like who?
Murong Yi followed Qingluan's eyes suspiciously, his mind went blank.

Is she comparing herself with the emperor?Why did she compare herself with the emperor?

Murong Yi thought about it, and turned his eyes to look at the emperor's wistful wife who was facing the emperor above him, his brows gradually furrowed.