Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 52 The Day of the General Election

Yuan Xiaoming put down the porcelain cup reluctantly, and looked at Xie Xia with doubts in his eyes, "When did Yue'er learn how to make soup?"

Xie Xia said with a smile: "Back to Your Majesty, the weather was hot in the past two days, and His Highness couldn't eat, so he went to learn how to cook with the imperial chef, cook what he wanted, and gradually figured out how to make soup."

Yuan Xiaoming smiled: "So that's it, let's go, I'm going to see Yue'er."

So the emperor's guard of honor went to Wuning Palace mightily.

When Yuan Xiaoming arrived, Yuan Liyue had just finished tidying up, put on the phoenix crown, and stood there letting Zhiqiu organize her accessories.

Yuan Xiaoming walked in and looked at Yuan Liyue's purple palace attire and eight-tailed phoenix crown on her head, feeling inexplicably in my heart that there is a young girl in my family.

She didn't make a sound, just watched quietly.

She didn't go forward until Zhiqiu put the jade pendant on Yuan Liyue.

Hearing footsteps, Yuan Liyue looked back and saw that it was Yuan Xiaoming, and suddenly smiled, "Does this look good on me, Your Majesty?"

Yuan Xiaoming's eyes were filled with relief, "It looks good, Yue'er is perfect for wearing this."

Yuan Liyue stretched out her hand to support Fufengguan, "It's fine as long as it looks good, it's not in vain for me to suffer this crime."

Zhiqiu backed away tactfully, Yuan Xiaoming stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "My eldest princess is extremely beautiful."

Yuan Liyue gently put her hand on it, and Yuan Xiaoming grabbed her and led her out.

Ah...it's so good to have a sister!
Especially my sister still has golden thighs!

Yuan Liyue thought happily, no matter what in this life, whether it was out of feelings or to save her life, she would let Yuan Xiaoming take care of herself!
The location of this general election is Luoying Hall, which is a palace specially used to hold various ceremonial activities.

At this moment, all the young masters to be elected were standing under the steps outside Luoying Hall, divided into two rows, and whispering among themselves.

At noon, a loud voice suddenly came from a distance, "Your Majesty is here—Princess Wushuang is here—"

One sentence instantly made the young masters' hearts beat fast.

Yuan Xiaoming and Yuan Liyue walked forward slowly amidst the sound of everyone kneeling down.

It wasn't until she reached the steps that she turned around. The dragon robe flung out a sharp arc in the air. She raised her chin slightly, and said softly, "Stay flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The young masters stood up excitedly, they were not doing well, many of them blushed first.

Yuan Xiaoming glanced at it casually, then dragged Yuan Liyue into the hall, "If Yue'er gets hungry later, eat some snacks first, don't be restrained."

Yuan Liyue nodded, "Yes."

The two of them sat at the main seat, Yuan Liyue's position was slightly lower than Yuan Xiaoming's, but it was conspicuous enough, Yuan Xiaoming gave Su Ling a look.Su Ling turned around and left the hall and said to Xun Buyu, "It's time to start."

Xun Buhuo responded with a smile, turned his head and cleared his throat, "The auspicious time has come, the general election has begun, please enter the palace in order of the sons whose names are called! Zhang Feiyuan, Ji Shouping, An Yongen..."

Yuan Liyue looked forward to the first three people to take the stage. In this general election, young masters can show their talents. She is not interested in these faces, but wants to know what talents they have prepared.

The level of the first three people is not bad. Those who play the pipa, those who paint, and those who do impromptu boxing are also interesting.

Yuan Liyue watched it with gusto, especially when she saw the puncher knocking over his inkstone with a punch, she almost didn't laugh out loud.

Is it possible that this is a drunken fist?
(End of this chapter)