Strictly speaking, this means that he went deep into Ziyang Palace in his early years.
In her eyes, there was nothing special about the red walls and green tiles outside, but the beauty everywhere was deserted, making people feel cold and fearful, and she didn't like it.
She was led by a temple to follow Ming Xiang into the East Palace. Today, at the invitation of Shaojun Jingqin, Ming Xiang and his family came to a banquet.
I'm afraid only Koide's thoughts are the most simple and straightforward. Come to eat, no matter how exquisite the food is, Kung Pao chicken, cold tomatoes, boiled peanuts, and a large bottle of beer that is not cold will satisfy her at this time. After all, when eating, you still have to pay attention to "who you eat with." The atmosphere is very important. Obviously, eating out in such an environment is not good.
Ming Xiang's thoughts are definitely the most difficult to guess. It is reasonable for Young Master Jingtan to treat him respectfully after coming out of the mountain. However, this deep palace is a place for cannibalism. No matter how weak a person is, their only body is weak, which will not affect their deep and poisonous thoughts at all... Qianxing waits patiently for his heart to gradually emerge.
Being in a temple is quite relaxing. This is the first time in many years that he has returned to the palace with his father. After all, he can move around. Besides, he has to bring his family with him. He couldn't help but squeeze Koide's hand and look at her. Ide turned her head in confusion, her smile became even brighter, Ide frowned slightly, she probably felt that she couldn't laugh in this place, and her serious look made her even more heart-warming.
She remembered that on the way, her father comforted her, "Even though it's Shaojun's banquet, you're just treating it as a family banquet. It's just your food. Why are you so nervous?"
Xiaochu looked out the car window and murmured sadly, "He is not the young gentleman Chengyan. How can he write 'We meet each other on Penghai Road with a smile, and the wind, moon and dust in the world are like dust'? This young gentleman is not that young gentleman."
When her father heard this, he seemed to be impressed by her. He patted her knee and said, "Where did you hear that?"
Xiao De said nothing and continued to look out the car window sadly.
The young master Jiuchengyan she spoke of was the fifth generation ancestor of Jingxun, who was also the later Emperor Wei. Wei Emperor was talented, but unfortunately he was a romantic. His temperament was too romantic and unrestrained, and it was easy for him to run into trouble when running the country. These were all mentioned by Jingxun to Xiaode when she was hanging out with Jingxun. Prince Yousheng also talked to her a lot after that. Xiaode was quite impressed. After all, she likes this kind of " A person who is not doing his job properly.
Xiao Chu, Xiao Chu, sometimes they are like a small kaleidoscope. They look ordinary at first glance, but if you take a closer look, they will surprise you suddenly... Yi Miao can't help but interlock with her fingers, hold her hand, and grow old together with her. Ichimiao really feels very happy like this, and is grateful to his father for bringing Koide to him...
Hey, one temple after another, you are considered the leader among the proud ones. Could it be that God is really jealous of your success? When you finally get "happiness", a thunderbolt will come to test you completely... ...Looking back, today's "banquet in the East Palace" was actually the beginning of his nightmare. A temple, will he regret coming here? Let’s read on.
in front of the door,
Shaojun came to greet him personally with the support of his legitimate princess Yun Di.
"Ming Gong!" He was still a little excited when he walked down the steps, just like the long-lost benefactor...
Ming Xiang caught him with both hands and said, "Young Master, take care," with a smile, just like how he treats every ordinary person, with warmth in his eyes and solemnity in his palms.
Shaojun said a lot of missive words, and Xiaochu kept looking at him, feeling strange in his heart that this sickly man acted like a young child. Uncle Ming seemed to be pouring beans in front of him, and he couldn't wait to remember all the things he had done recently. Let's talk about everything... Shaojun finally looked over, Xiaochu covered his eyes and listened,
"Yitiao, my legs are healed, it's great."
Yimiao's sweet and smiling voice was also so simple, "Young Master is well."
