The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Luo QingHan reached out and touched her cheek. She found her face cold.

He said in a deep voice, "don't do such stupid things in the future."

Xiao Xi nodded and said yes.

Qiu yuan smiled and said, "the empress's true feelings for the crown prince are moving."

Xiao Xixi looked at her, and his shadow was reflected in qinglingling's Apricot eyes.

"Eldest childe."

Qiu yuan arched his hand at her: "meet the side imperial concubine."

They went to the warm pavilion to rest.

The Earth Dragon is burning in the warm Pavilion, and the temperature is very high.

As soon as the prince and Xiao Xi entered the door, they took off their cloak and cloak.

The great prince Luo yechen and Zhao Meimei had already sat in the warm Pavilion. When they saw the prince coming, they immediately got up and saluted.

Zhao Meimei's scald is almost better, but the scar is still there.

She wrapped herself tightly with clothes, wore a scarf made of white rabbit hair on her neck, and kept her hands hidden in her sleeves. Even if she drank tea and snacks, she would only show a little fingertips to hide the scars on her body as much as possible.

Because it's cold now, she doesn't look so abrupt.

Perhaps because of the heavy trauma, her character has become a lot more gloomy. She doesn't like to gather in front of the prince as before, and doesn't like to show her face in front of outsiders.

She usually locks herself in the house if it is not necessary.

After the prince sat down, others dared to sit down.

While pouring tea for the prince, Qiu Yuan said: "There is an imperial palace in PanYun City, which was specially built for the emperor. Unfortunately, Panyun city is too far from Shengjing. The emperor has never been here once, so the Imperial Palace has always been empty. I have asked someone to tidy up the Imperial Palace in advance. Yu Linwei and others brought by your highness have also been stationed in it. Your highness can stay in the Imperial Palace at any time."

Luo QingHan said faintly, "well, it's hard for you."

"It's my pleasure to serve the crown prince. I dare not say it's hard."

Qiu Yuancheng said sincerely, "the prince has come all the way. Our palace has specially set up a reception banquet for you. I hope your highness, the Grand Prince, the side imperial concubine and Zhao Meimei can enjoy it."

Luo QingHan: "King Chen Liu is still ill. There is no need to deal with it wantonly."

"Your Highness, please rest assured that this reception banquet only invited your own family, no outsiders, and my father also felt that it was necessary to hold a reception banquet for your highness. It should have been arranged long ago. At this time, the kitchen should be preparing for the banquet."

After listening to him, Luo QingHan stopped talking.

Time passed quickly, the sky outside gradually darkened, but the heavy snow still showed no sign of stopping.

The reception banquet is located in Tongxi Pavilion.

Luo QingHan occupies the main position, and Xiao Xixi is arranged on his side and sits at the same table with him.

The next is the prince, then Zhao Xian and Xiao Lingfeng.

Opposite them sat the three princes of the palace.

The eldest childe Qiu yuan and the second childe Qiu Lei have been married, so they sit next to their wives respectively. The third childe Qiu Sheng is still unmarried and sits alone at this time.

Behind them sat some women, all of them or the concubines of the prince.

Zhao Meimei's position was relatively backward. She didn't move much after sitting down and didn't talk to the people around her.

Even if all the people present were their own, the number was still large, and the Tongxi pavilion was full.

Delicious dishes were brought to the table like running water.

Xiao Xi's mouth watered with greed.

She picked up her chopsticks and tasted all the wine and vegetables on the table. After confirming that there was no problem, she put vegetables and soup for the prince.

Anyway, she is invincible and can undertake the glorious and important task of trying dishes!

Luo QingHan doesn't eat much outside. Even if Xiao Xixi brings him some dishes, he just tastes a little symbolically and doesn't touch those dishes anymore.

Since King Chen Liuwang was still ill and could not attend the reception banquet, Qiu yuan, his eldest son, assumed the important task of hosting.

He took the lead in standing up, picked up the wine cup, said some beautiful things to the prince, and then drank the wine in the cup.

Luo QingHan picked up the glass and took a sip.

In his capacity, to give such a response is already very face-saving.

After Qiu yuan sat down, Qiu Lei left and stood up. He took a wine glass in his hand and smiled warmly at the prince.

"I've heard of his Royal Highness the prince before. You saved the people in four counties in the south by a rain. If you are really the son of destiny, I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I'll respect this glass of wine first!"

He drank all the wine in the glass at one go, and then filled himself with Luo QingHan. Without answering, he asked, "what are you good at except martial arts?"