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Chapter 208 Palace Banquet, I Don't Want to Marry Anyone Except Him
"can."

Ye Xiuqing forced a smile on her face: "My daughter has figured it out. From now on, she will concentrate on learning cooking skills and stop being obsessed with love between her children. When sister Xiuyan grows up and goes to Fengqi country to study, I will go with her too. The country opened a medicated food shop, made a lot of money, and became a strong woman."

"What do you mean by no longer loving children?"

Wu Juan was not bewitched by her impassioned words, but sensitively sensed something was wrong: "You don't want to get married, are you married?"

"Ah."

Ye Xiuqing's eyes were determined: "I'm already disappointed in love, I don't want to like anyone anymore, let alone fall into any emotional vortex and lose myself."

"Do you still like King Lan?"

Wu Juan hit the nail on the head: "Do you not want to marry anyone but him?"

"I"

Ye Xiuqing didn't expect her mother to ask so straightforwardly, her pretty face flushed instantly.

"Hi."

Wu Juan sighed faintly, stretched out her hand, and gently tucked a strand of loose hair behind her ear.

"You want to go to Fengqi Country, open a medicated food shop, do business, make a lot of money, and become a strong woman. Mother will support you."

"As for whether to marry or not, you are only 15 years old, your life has just begun, and there are still many days to come. There is no need to make a decision so early."

"Mother and your father are both enlightened people. They will not force you to marry, let alone force you to marry someone you don't like."

"Mother, thank you."

Ye Xiuqing's eyes flashed with emotion, and she threw herself into her mother's arms with sobs.

"Silly boy, what can I say to my mother to thank you?"

Wu Juan caressed her hair, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle: "Fengqi Country advocates equality between men and women, and it is a holy place that women all over the world yearn for. Mother has long wanted to go to Fengqi to take a look. When Yan girl is admitted to the Royal Court Academy, we The whole family is going to experience the prosperity of Liyang City and settle down there.”

"Really?"

Ye Xiuqing was inexplicably excited, her eyes showed yearning.

"Of course it's true."

Wu Juan's eyes were teasing: "When did mother ever lie to you?"

"Great."

Ye Xiuqing seemed to be ten years younger all of a sudden, like a young child, jumping up and down with her mother in her arms: "I want to go to Fengqi Country, I want to open a medicinal food shop, make a lot of money, and become a strong woman."

"Hehe, this kid is crazy."

Wu Juan let her daughter hug her to have fun, and smiled.

*
Palace, New Year's Eve banquet.

In the resplendent and brightly lit hall, there is the sound of silk and bamboo, and the sound of drums and music.

The little emperor was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, with his back straight, sitting in the top position of the hall with a dignified appearance.

The empress dowagers of the two palaces sat on either side of him, one on the left and the other on the right.

The stunning beauty in red stroking the strings of the zither, and the ethereal and beautiful sound of the zither rang out immediately.

The sound of the piano is cheerful and smooth, and the dancers dance gracefully with long sleeves. From time to time, there are delicate and beautiful petals flying and circling in the hall, and the refreshing floral fragrance is intoxicating.

A song ends, singing and dancing call a curtain call.

There was a roar of applause in the main hall, and all the civil and military officials were rarely in a relaxed mood, and they exchanged glasses at the banquet, drinking and having fun.

"reward."

The empress dowager was in a good mood, and applauded with the applause of all the officials, and ordered someone to bring a reward.

"Thank you, Empress Dowager."

The stunning beauty in red was holding a harp, and led the dancers in a procession, bowing in salute.

The little emperor kept silent, looked at the heavily made-up dancer, and twitched the corners of his mouth impatiently.

Watching too many song and dance performances, aesthetic fatigue.

It is not as interesting as the folk Yangko performance.

The imperial concubine always likes to go against the empress dowager, seeing that she wanted to reward her, she disdainfully ridiculed: "Such a clumsy piano art deserves to be performed in the palace."

(End of this chapter)