C67 (1/2)

Since palace maid had already tidied up the bed, she naturally saw the mess on the bed. At this time, it didn't matter if she was shy or embarrassed, since there was no point in it.

”We're sending snacks now, and we'll bring some hot food over for dinner.” Zhu Yijun said. Although it was only a snack, there were at least 30 to 40 of them on the table.

Wang Rong He asked for a bowl of rose wine, ”Your Majesty still wants to go out for dinner?

”I need to go and show my face. Today is also the New Year's Eve, wait for us to come back and see the moon with Zitong. ” Zhu Yijun said.

After eating some snacks, Zhu Yijun had to change into a new outfit to go to the banquet. Wang Rong then helped him organize the jade belt, ”I will wait here for His Majesty to come back and eat together with me.”

After Zhu Yijun left, he rolled over onto the bed and went back to sleep. He only told Xi Tao to wake her up before his majesty came back.

accepted three toasts at the banquet, encouraged his subjects to drink a cup, accepted three more toasts from the courtier, and then left.

During the harem's family banquet, Zhu Yijun had been persuaded by the empress dowager to get along with the empress by Jiaotai Palace in a single move. The pitiful harem guards, who were dressed beautifully, kowtowed to welcome the emperor and kneeled in front of him as they escorted him away. Flowers are full moon, people are more delicate than flowers, how can you not reminisce about yourself, sigh melancholy.

Inside the Jiaotai Palace palace, dragon and phoenix gold candles that were as thick as a child's arm were burning all night long until the next day. When Zhu Yijun returned, Wang Rong hurriedly took him in. Her little face was blushing as she slept, and there were traces of water on her lips.

”You sure are open-minded. You even slept during that short period of time.” Zhu Yijun could tell what she had done just now with a single glance.

”Right now, I am the queen of His Majesty. There is no doubt about it. Is there anything else I need to worry about?” Wang Rong said with a smile.

”You're at ease now? ”In the future, I will have to wait upon you until I am completely at ease.” Zhu Yijun said.

”Who can say for sure that in the future, His Majesty will serve me as long as he wants me to. If His Majesty doesn't want me to serve him, then even if I use all the methods I have, he won't be able to do so.” Wang Rong He said, ”Your majesty must have changed into his usual attire, right?”

”Go ahead and change your pajamas. You'll have to do it later anyway.” Zhu Yijun said.

After changing into bed clothes, he disobediently hugged Wang Ronghe's waist as he walked towards the bedside.

”Your Majesty, it's still early in the morning.” Wang Rong refused, ”Why don't we talk about it first?”

”Old Man Yun, the first moment of spring snack is worth a thousand gold, but you want to chat with me at this time?” Zhu Yijun asked.

”Your Majesty, it's time for dinner.” Wang Rong He said.

”Is our dinner not as important as this one?” Zhu Yijun said.

”What can the emperor compare to dinner?” Wang Rong couldn't help but laugh. She held Zhu Yijun's hand.

”Why don't you rest his Majesty's head on my lap? Can I give him a massage?” Wang Rong He said. The Spring Festival Gala is still growing. ”

Wang Rong was still in pain there. If she could drag it out, she would drag it out; if she could dodge, she would dodge.

Zhu Yijun fell asleep under the massage of Wang Rong who didn't dare to easily move her legs, afraid that she would wake him up, so she found a crooked posture and fell asleep.

This time, Zhu Yijun slept for two hours. When he woke up, he felt refreshed.

Wang Rong was awakened from her late dinner with the two of them, along with the court musicians.

Rites began to be played, and food was served.

Wang Rong He looked over there and asked Zhu Yijun, ”Is this the program arranged by His Majesty today?”

Zhu Yijun shook his head, ”We even need to have company when we eat, Zitong will get used to it if she hears too much about it in the future.”

When Wang Rong heard this, she felt that the melody was a bit strange. Although she didn't know, but she had a sense of déjà vu, knowing that she really couldn't be called by name.

”The movement during the weekly ceremony.” Zhu Yijun said. Wang Rong He's large eyes darted around, curious at first glance.

”So this is how His Majesty was influenced by art. No wonder His Majesty's bearing was extraordinary.” Wang Yunhe asked after a long string of flattery. ”Then I don't need to eat, right?”

”When Zitong and I eat together, we can listen to the beautiful music.” Zhu Yijun said.

Very good. In the small notebook in his heart, Wang Rong crossed out the line of dining together with His Majesty.

The emperor had more than forty dishes for dinner, and thirty for the empress. Some of the dishes looked extremely exquisite, but they were not able to give rise to the idea of eating.

Zhu Yijun skillfully looked at the dish and said that it was given to King Lu, and it was rewarded to Zhang Shuang Yu. He said to Wang Rong and Wang Yu, ”You can also reward the dish to the concubine when you are eating normally, but you have to find a reason and not give it to her every day, as if she was robbing wealth to help out the poor.”

Wang Rong He nodded obediently.