The Tyrant's Beloved Empress

Chapter 31

The New Year’s Eve palace banquet was hosted by the Secretary of Guanglu Temple and was set up in the Wendian (Qiangan). +++Mobile reading visit m.mtlnovel.com (gan gan) Wendian is not far from the plum garden. Now the entire plum garden is covered by curtains. The snow in the garden has been cleaned up (dry gan), and plum blossom branches are hanging. With red lanterns and red silk, cushioned tables and chairs were placed under the trees, and preserved fruit and pastries were placed on the tables for the officials to sit and relax. Due to the cold winter weather, a beauconian six-legged bronze heater is placed every two steps on the road. The furnace is burnt with the finest imperial gold charcoal, which is not only smoke-free, but also exudes a light pine wood aroma. People walking in it can't even notice a trace of coldness.

At this time, the banquet had not yet begun, and the families of the royal relatives, officials and officials who had arrived early were all enjoying the scenery and gossiping in this plum garden.

The most interesting topic at the end of this year is the newly married princess of the Northern Warlord.

Before this marriage, no one was optimistic about this marriage. After all, the (sexual xing) son of the King of the Northern Warfare is notoriously violent, but he is also a general. When several Zhuguo generals are old and unable to withdraw, and there is no one at the border, he is the only one who can drive Beidi people away. Go to the depths of the North Desert. In this way, even if Emperor An Qing has never liked this son, he can only turn his eyes on his behavior.

Up and down, there are too many people in the courtroom. Not even the emperor can do anything to this son. The people in the middle of the DPRK can only stay a little farther away, lest any Yogyakarta will have this (killing sha) **** and have no reason to go.

But now, they heard that after the marriage, the Northern Warlord not only did not sneer the princess, but was very affectionate and friendly with the princess, and handed over the power of the palace to the princess. This is intriguing.

Thoughtful ministers are all trying to figure out his intentions. At any rate, he is a prince with a heavy hand. If he has no ambitions for the dragon chair, these courtiers who have to turn three corners in their thinking will not believe it. Just for a while, I couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in the gourd of the Northern Warlord. Now, taking advantage of the palace banquet, the courtiers who had stood up early started talking in groups in small groups.

At this time, the protagonist at the center of the topic just got off the soft sedan. An Changqing held the hand warmer and sneezed as soon as she got off the sedan chair. Although it didn't snow today, it was colder than the previous few days. The cold breath burrowed into the human bones.

An Changqing fell into the water when she was young and couldn't bear the cold. At this time, even though he was wearing a fox fur and holding the hand warmer, his hands and feet were still cold, and there was no warmth on his body.

Xiao Zhige covered the back of his cold hand with a big palm (touching Mo) (touching Mo), and frowned: "Wait in and drink some hot wine to warm up."

An Changqing was not so squeamish either, and smiled at him with her face up: "It's not a problem, let's go first."

There are two sides of the palace banquet for male guests and female relatives. There are special court ladies to lead the way. Earlier, the lady of the court saw that they were talking close to each other, and did not dare to come up. At this time, after listening to An Changqing's words, she lowered her head and stepped forward: "The princess's seat is here, please come with me."