Reborn as Empress: Famous Goalkeeper Female Wushuang

Chapter 440 [463] Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet, Revisiting the Past (1)

However, Wanjie's marriage has not yet been settled, and the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet on August [-]th is approaching.

After nearly a month of diagnosis, treatment and conditioning by the genius doctor Shen Yao, the emperor's health has improved a lot, but his illness has already hurt the root, and Shen Yao can't cure it.

So the suggestion she gave was to take good care of the general, so that he might be able to live for another three to five years, otherwise, his life would not be long!
The emperor was not sad about this result, instead he happily asked people to prepare a Mid-Autumn Festival feast for his ministers, and there was no trace of illness on his smiling face.

The queen didn't know about his physical condition, seeing that he could get out of bed, walk around, talk and laugh, she thought that Shen Yao had cured his illness, and she let go of her restless heart.

Because of Yao Biluo's death these days, her mood has been affected a lot.If you are in a bad mood, your health will deteriorate accordingly, so these days she is always talking about medicines, but fortunately, with Wanrou by her side, she can calmly prescribe medicines in the face of many symptoms without making mistakes.

As an apprentice of a genius doctor, Wanrou is no longer that cautious little girl. When she was taking the pulse and prescribing the medicine for the queen, there was a faint calm and steady expression between her brows. That was the confidence that Shen Yao taught her!
The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was still held in the imperial garden. Looking at the situation, Yang Ruoyi and Sima Dingtian looked at each other in unison.

It was at such a banquet that they decided to get married back then, and now it's Sima Lingtian and the Sixth Princess Wanjie's turn again!

Sima Lingtian, who is now the king of the word side by side, is still very low-key, silently following Sima Dingtian and taking his seat.It's just that he is wearing a new brocade robe with silver bamboo leaves and dark patterns on his body. With his jade face and red lips, he has already unknowingly attracted the attention of many ministers' daughters, secretly sizing up the only young prince who is close to the prince.

After Yao Biluo's incident, all the girls understood that Sima Dingtian was not a man that ordinary people could reach, and they would have to pay a heavy price if they wanted to hit him!

So at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet tonight, the eyes of these ministers' daughters only stayed on Sima Dingtian's more handsome face for a while, and then completely locked on Sima Lingtian sitting behind the table next to him—— Among the princes present, he was the only one who was alone, and he didn't even have a concubine to serve behind him.

Sima Lingtian, who was outstanding in appearance, won the appreciation of the emperor and the prince, and was clean and self-sacrificing, just like this, silently became the golden husband-in-law in the eyes of all the girls, what a big piece of fat!
"Lingtian, don't just sit with your head down, raise your eyes and look at the daughters on the opposite side. If you agree, let the emperor give you a marriage." Sima Dingtian glanced at Sima Lingtian who was still silent, and said worriedly: "You are already fifteen. It's time to think about starting a family. Even if you don't want to now, it's good to make a decision first."

"Yes." Sima Lingtian followed his words and raised his eyes to look at the women's seat opposite him. His eyes lightly swept across the exquisitely made-up hibiscus faces, and his expression dimmed.

The woman in his heart has never been this kind of boudoir daughter with a strong smell of fat and powder. What he wants is a woman with a true temperament who can accompany him through thick and thin without being pretentious, who will hold his hand and grow old together...

"How?" Seeing his cold expression, Sima Dingtian couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a favorite?"

Sima Lingtian shook his head slowly, and continued to drink silently with his eyes lowered.

(End of this chapter)