There is a black lotus in the deep palace

Chapter 141
"it is good!"

"You can do whatever you want!" Xia Houjue replied angrily.

Tang Wanning, who was immersed in excitement and joy, didn't notice anything wrong with his tone, to be precise, he was too lazy to care.

It wasn't until Xia Houjue got up to leave that she frowned.

"Hey? What's the matter with him? Didn't you say you want to have dinner here?"

Bi Yue and Bi Luo looked at each other and shook their heads.

"Your servant doesn't think there is anything wrong with His Royal Highness?"

"That's right, the servant also thinks he's doing well, maybe there's something to be busy with!"

"Really?" Tang Wanning was dubious, "But why do I feel that he is not happy!"

"no!"

"I don't think so either, master, you must be thinking about it!" Bi Luo looked serious, obviously she came to this conclusion after a lot of deliberation.

Tang Wanning frowned and thought for a while, then finally nodded hesitantly.

"Maybe, never mind!"

"This man is unpredictable all day long, I'm too lazy to guess his mind!"

She really didn't care about it anymore, and tidied up the weapons in the box.

"Put this pocket meteor hammer in my bedroom!"

"This black iron whip was sent to the warehouse, this meteor arrow was sent to my room, and this silver claw..."

She sorted them out one by one, and by the time she finished sorting them out, it was already night.

After eating dinner alone, Tang Wanning was crooked on the soft couch, fiddling with a hidden weapon box, and wandered off from time to time absent-mindedly.

I vaguely felt that Xia Houjue was just unhappy.

But after much thought and deliberation, she couldn't find the reason for his displeasure, so she had no choice but to give up.

"Maybe he went to find his little wife. How comfortable it is to sleep with a beautiful woman in this cold weather!"

She finally figured it out and didn't worry anymore.

After playing the hidden weapon mechanism for a while, I felt a little tired, and fell asleep by myself.

……

At the same time, in the study room of Chongming Palace, Xia Houjue was fascinated by a painting.

There is a woman in that painting, with a beautiful country, a graceful expression, a smile on her lips, bright eyes and white teeth, she is not as beautiful as a mortal woman.

This is his mother, Empress Jing Minxian.

The queen mother was humiliated and passed away, and no one in the palace dared to mention her name for many years.

The palace where she lived was sealed off, and all her belongings were either taken into the underground palace or burned to the ground. There is nothing left in the palace.

The painting in his hand is what he copied from memory many years later.

Every year on her birthday, he would take out the portrait of his mother and look at it carefully, expressing his inner thoughts to her.

This year, too.

"Mother's queen!" Xia Houjue's usual cold face showed a rare sadness.

"Tomorrow is your birthday, are you okay?!"

"My son is fine, you don't need to worry about him!"

"After this year, my son is one year older, and the Crown Princess has been in the palace for nearly two years. You are alive in heaven. I hope you can bless your son as soon as possible..."

While talking, Xia Houjue suddenly felt something was wrong.

How did he talk about this?Why can't I help but propose that woman behind my mother?

That idiot, she knows how to toss those indescribable objects all day without heart or lung, she doesn't look like a princess.

If the mother is still alive, she is not sure what she will think.

Xia Houjue regained his cold and hard face, and didn't say any more.

After looking at the portrait of Empress Jing Minxian for a while, he finally put away the portrait and got up to leave.

Early the next morning, he quietly left the palace to offer incense for his mother as usual.

……

New Year's Eve is exactly the same as in previous years.

This is already Tang Waning's second year in the palace, and she is almost familiar with everything.

On the first day of the first day of the lunar new year, ancestors were worshipped, and they were still frozen outside the Fengxian Hall for most of the day.

After worshiping the ancestors, he went to Fengyang Palace to worship and receive a banquet with his wives, and finally came back after the meeting.

When she came back, it was already mid-afternoon, and she was already very hungry.

"It's finally over, hurry up and give me something to eat!" Tang Wanning tore off her imperial robe and phoenix crown, and collapsed on the soft couch.

Biyue and Biluo forcefully pulled her up and returned all the clothes.

"Master, are you not full?"

"Why are you full? You don't know about the banquet in the palace. Those dishes have been cold for a long time. Everyone is just responding to the occasion, who really eats it!"

Bi Yue smiled cleverly.

"That's why the delicious dishes prepared for you by this servant are all Northwest dishes, your favorite!"

"It's Chinese New Year, master, you can't be wronged, you must eat well!"

When Tang Wanning heard that Northwest dishes were available, she immediately became hungry.

When the meal came, she took a bite of the sheep intestine soup, and she felt at ease.

"Oh! It's better to be home!"

"Time flies so fast, it will be almost two years in a blink of an eye! I don't know when I will be able to go back again!"

"Yes, yes, there must be a chance!" Bi Yue smiled while filling soup for her master.

Bi Luo was sensible: "It depends on His Royal Highness, Master!"

Tang Wanning took a sip of goat milk tea happily, squinted her eyes and sighed: "I also think I will definitely have a chance!"

Although it's not enough to flatter him for such a trivial matter, since he agreed, he shouldn't go back on his word.

……

While Tang Wanning was eating happily, Xia Houjue was extremely busy.

Emperor Jing Yuan hosted a banquet for his ministers in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and not only had all the clan and princes accompany him, but also specially invited a group of the freshest singing and dancing from outside the palace to add to the fun.

Above the main hall, a school of singing and dancing is on the rise.

Xia Houjue sat in his seat and looked at everything in front of him coldly, feeling extremely ironic.

The father has been a prince all his life, he really doesn't know that the past two years are not good in Jiangnan and Jiangbei, and the life of ordinary people is not easy?
Especially this year, the flood and plague in the south of the Yangtze River in the middle of the year caused countless losses.

At the end of the year, there was a heavy snowstorm in the north, and the houses of the people were crushed. The hungry people panicked and were displaced, and many died of freezing and starvation.

At the end of the new year, officials from all over the country did not act, and they all suppressed the matter and refused to report it, only hoping to get an excellent in the performance appraisal in the coming year.

But as long as you want to check these things, you can always find the news, but the father let alone check, he didn't even ask a question.

He likes peace and prosperity so much.

But he didn't know how much darkness was hidden in this peaceful and prosperous world. He didn't care, and he wouldn't know.

After dancing a song of Yingge and Yanwu, everyone on the field applauded.

Some officials couldn't wait to come forward and flatter them.

"Your Majesty, there have been three consecutive snowfalls in the north this year. It is said that this auspicious snow will bring a good harvest. I think next year will be another good harvest year with good weather!"

The official's surname is Qin, he is a branch of the Queen's lineage, and he is now working in the Ministry of Household Affairs.

Xia Houjue is in charge of the household department, so he knows him well. He doesn't do much work on weekdays, but his flattering skills are first-rate.

No, after the singing and dancing, the filming took place again, and the filming made Emperor Jing Yuan very happy.

"Oh? Is it?"

"It seems that my Great Xia Dynasty's national strength will be improved to a higher level, hahaha!"

Emperor Jingyuan smiled heartily, his face was flushed, and he was full of vigor. For a moment, he seemed to have regained the arrogance he had when he was so vigorous and pointed out the country.

(End of this chapter)