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Chapter 165 The auspiciousness of predicting the future
The food was finally served, but no one was in the mood to eat, and no one dared to join in the fun. It was a good birthday banquet, but it just gave off the atmosphere.

The whole hall was filled with only the occasional reply from the emperor and Xiaotuanzi.

Xiaotuanzi, who is not yet a high-ranking official: "Uncle Huang, you can't reach the beads!"

Emperor Mingxi grabbed her clothes with one hand and lifted her up, letting her stand on the dragon chair. Tuanzi stretched out his short hands in vain: "It's still out of reach!"

Emperor Mingxi: "Don't you know how to hold my arm?"

Tuanzi: "Okay, hold on to your arm, Zhuzhu won't have any hands to eat!"

Emperor Mingxi: "Don't you have two hands?! Can't you use them separately?"

He personally put one of her hands on his arm, and then took her other hand to reach for the chopsticks.

There was a distance between the Imperial Table and the dragon chair, and the dishes were not placed beside the Imperial Table. As soon as Zhuzhu leaned over, his little arm went limp, and his face hit his arm. If the emperor hadn't reacted quickly, he would have After picking her up, Zhuzhu rolled under the imperial desk.

Emperor Mingxi pinched her chubby little arm: "Your arms can't support your own body weight? Then what's the use of your arms?"

Group: "..."

Even though she was young, she understood that she was being laughed at.

Tuanzi sat on the dragon chair feeling aggrieved, wanting to get angry, but he was so hungry that he had no energy to get angry.

Emperor Mingxi was in a good mood and his bad taste was back. He pretended to eat seriously without looking at her.

The next moment, Tuanzi raised his trembling little hands under his face, "Uncle Huang, Zhuzhu has a small belly and eats less. Zhuzhu is hungry. Give a little to Zhuzhu!"

This is too pitiful!

How can you be so amusing to a child!

The fourth prince couldn't bear it any longer and was about to stand up again, but the third prince rushed ahead of him and stood up as fast as he could. He clapped his hands towards Zhuzhu: "Zhuzhu, third brother, please give me a hug, okay?"

Tuanzi was not picky at all at the moment, she quickly opened her hands, and the third prince took her into his arms and looked at his father with an embarrassed look on his face.

Emperor Mingxi didn't care at all, so he waved his hand, and the third prince came down with the dumplings in his arms. While he ordered his little eunuch to cook a bowl of wontons, he picked up some soft snacks on the table and fed them to the dumplings.

Tuanzi was really hungry. She held his hand with two little hands and ate loudly. The third prince repeatedly coaxed her: "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

While looking down.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites saw that the time had passed, and finally had the courage to step forward to ask for instructions. Emperor Mingxi nodded. The officials breathed a sigh of relief and went up to give orders. The prepared songs and dances were then passed on.

The hall finally became lively, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief and gradually straightened their backs.

Little wontons were also brought over, and the third prince was blowing them while feeding them to the dumplings. The servants wanted to come over to serve them, but he rebuffed them.

At this time, the dumpling's hunger finally subsided, but after eating a lot of snacks, it wanted to eat something salty again, so it puffed up its cheeks to help blow it.

The third prince asked her with a smile: "Zhu Zhu'er, does this dance look good?"

Tuanzi glanced up and nodded casually: "It looks good."

The third prince smiled and fed her the wontons. He also filled up another wonton and blew on it. He asked casually, "Zhuzhu, do you like your brother?"

Tuanzi nodded: "I like Guo Guo the best."

The third prince fed her wontons again. The more he stirred the wontons, the colder they became, and he fed them faster and faster. Each wonton asked a question casually, until he asked: "How did Zhuzhu know about the three halls?" of?"

Tuanzi didn't notice anything wrong at all: "Zhuzhu is dreaming!"

Lychee next to him said quickly: "Master, drink some water." But he still couldn't interrupt.

The third prince glanced at Lychee with a half-smile.

Lychee was so frightened that she knelt down.

She came from the Imperial Concubine's palace, and of course she knew that the mother and son were by no means as gentle and harmless as they seemed.The third prince motioned her to get up with a smile, and continued to feed Zhuzhu slowly, his heart in turmoil.

In fact, of course he knew and would be known.

However, if he could ask such a question, it would be worth the risk for him to ask!
He is a shrewd person. Just saying "Taizong" made him think of a lot at once.

Taizong is definitely the temple name given to his father after his death!
Who would say their temple name in front of a baby?Talk about history and court affairs?
So, although it is incredible, this is the truth!
The truth is that Zhuzhu can predict the future!

Therefore, the people behind the scenes arranged the affairs of the three major halls in such a secret manner, but their father knew about it in advance!
So during the crowning ceremony of the eldest prince, Zhuzhu had a dream that she would go to the palace to see him at night!

That's why the fourth prince has to go to the palace every day and even stay there. That's why the eight or nine-year-old Sheng Minglin enters the palace every day...

I didn't expect it before, but when I thought about it, there were flaws everywhere!
Lychee saw that he didn't seem to notice her, so she quietly walked over and touched Zhou Zhiwen, signaling with her eyes.

Zhou Zhiwen understood and immediately pretended to pour tea and said something in the ear of the fourth prince. The fourth prince quickly stood up and came over to Zhuzhu and said: "Zhuzhu, fourth brother hugs you."

Zhuzhu had already finished a small bowl of wontons, and without wiping her mouth, she threw herself into the arms of her fourth brother.

The third prince laughed and scolded: "Little white-eyed wolf, third brother has worked hard to feed you for a long time, but he doesn't even know how to say thank you, so he just looks for your fourth brother."

Zhuzhu was also embarrassed, she rolled her eyes at him and smiled stupidly, while saying sweetly: "Thank you San Guo Guo!"

The third prince took the handkerchief and wiped the water stains from her lips affectionately: "Go, little darling."

The fourth prince hugged Zhuzhu over.

After watching the song and dance, Zhuzhu fell asleep. After returning to the house, Lizhi quietly told Sheng Minglin.

Sheng Minglin's face changed slightly.

But this kind of thing really can't be kept secret for too long, mainly because Zhuzhu is dull to begin with, so it's not surprising at all to be tricked.

But the third prince is really shrewd and decisive.

He knew before taking action that Emperor Mingxi and them would probably be unhappy if they found out about the cliché. However, compared to learning this big secret, he felt it was worth it, so he took action decisively.

If he hadn't been so decisive, it might not have been that easy to find another opportunity where he could talk to Zhuzhu without being disturbed by others.

But if he knows, he will probably only think of ways to please Zhuzhu. As for leaking it, he probably won't.

Sheng Minglin said: "I understand."

Only then did Lychee retreat.

At this time, the third prince had returned to his mansion and gave the order: "Go to Yunshenyuan."

The people below responded and gave the order. The third prince quickly changed his clothes and walked out.

The road became quieter and quieter, until we arrived at an extremely quiet place. The lamps were already lit, and the servants were standing with their hands down. The third prince quickly walked in and saw a woman wearing a Taoist robe, standing quietly.

The woman was obviously no longer young. She was dressed in a plain robe. She was slender and slim. She didn't have any ornaments on her body. However, her eyes were still full of moonlight, and her beauty filled the room. She saluted, "Your Highness."

The third prince smiled and hugged her: "Yun'er..."

He teased a few words before ordering his servants to go out.

As soon as the servants left, the third prince immediately retracted his hand, and the woman took two steps back, slowly sat down in the chair, and said, "Why are you here today, Your Highness?"

The voice turned out to be a clear and pleasant male voice!

The third prince whispered: "I learned something." He quickly told Zhuzhu's story and said, "I confirm that she can predict the future!"

Mr. Yun lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "An oracle?"

"Yes!" said the third prince, "So what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)