If the two had not had a conflict, now that the wife was awake, the emperor should not have come to see her, but the emperor has not shown up yet, there is no news about Xuande Palace, and Chang'an has not come to greet her.

...

Lin Wujing arranged a night patrol. After he left, he looked at A Yong with a serious expression: "There is no movement on the emperor yet?"

Meng Ruiyong took a respectful hand: "Sir, no, my subordinates have gone there this time, and my grandfather Chang'an did not come out to see my subordinates."

Lin Wujing mobilized the paper in his hand and understood: "I understand, go down."

"yes."

Lin Wujing put the paper on the table. It seemed that the emperor really did not intend to have any involvement with Yatang Palace, but did not restrict the movement of the Imperial Guards. This was the best phenomenon.

I just don’t know what happened to the two of you in Xuande Hall that day: “Come.”

"Mr. Lin."

"Where is the madam?"

"Mrs. is in the flower room." After saying that, he added: "Mrs. Don't let me tell Fennie."

Lin Wujing raised a smile on his lips: "I understand."

...

Inside Xuande Hall.

Chang'an stood quietly behind the emperor, serving the emperor carefully for food, not daring to hold fast or slow down, and not daring to shake hands.

Ming Xiluo was eating very slowly and had an average appetite. He accidentally looked at Liang Xuansheng, who was being fed by someone while holding a spoon next to him. He just looked at him and didn't mean to hold him on his legs to feed him.

Liang Xuansheng was still young and didn't understand the majesty of the emperor. He waved his spoon and accidentally hit the table. With a snap, the spoon broke and he giggled. Then he looked at his father and smiled, hoping that his father would laugh with him.

Aunt Zhuang hurriedly leaned over and took away the spoon from the prince's hand and replaced it with a piece of gum.

Liang Xuansheng waited for a long time but didn't hear his father's laughter. He looked at his father stupidly for a while with his eyes that looked like his mother. He kept his saliva and stopped laughing. He waved his hands to play with the new spoon in his hand.

Chang'an and Aunt Zhuang both breathed a sigh of relief, but they felt that the atmosphere at the dining table was even more depressing. None of them dared to liven up the atmosphere as usual. They both served carefully and did not dare to make a sound.

It was just because a little eunuch who was serving outside the hall closed the window today and his voice became a little louder. The emperor was furious and directly executed the person.

This may be a common thing for the late emperor, but it is absolutely unique to the emperor. The emperor has never executed a palace servant for such a trivial matter. This is the first time. So the atmosphere in the entire Xuande Hall was suppressed.

Now, except for the sound that Liang Xuansheng made without any psychological burden, everyone seemed to be trapped in their lifeline and served with caution.

Aunt Zhuang was confused with difficulty. The emperor stopped the eight-month-old prince's wet nurse today without saying anything.

Liang Xuansheng didn't cooperate with the meal at all. He either smashed the spoon or got up to grab the food. He would make a fuss when he didn't let it be cooked. The emperor was eating on the side like an old monk entering a meditation, and it seemed that he could not see a child with such a strong presence knocking over the food.

Aunt Zhuang was busy and she was in a mess, but she didn't do meticulous work, but the emperor refused to let others come in to serve her.

Suddenly, Mingxiluo spoke: "Aunt Zhuang."

Aunt Zhuang was startled and immediately knelt down: "I should die, I should die." She felt that today's emperor was not as approachable as before, and she was not allowed to contact her and said that she would kill her as long as she contacted her.

Liang Xuansheng threw down the spoon and reached out to let his father hug him.

Ming Xiluo seemed to be unable to see it, and he didn't care what Aunt Zhuang said. He exuded an indescribable aura of depression all over his body, but he couldn't hide his solemn and calmness as if the depression was just an illusion.

Ming Xiluo put down his chopsticks. He was dissatisfied with Aunt Zhuang from the beginning: "Is Zhuang your surname?"

"Return... back to the emperor, Zhuang is the surname of my servant's family."

Mingxiluo: "What's your last name?"

Aunt Zhuang thought: "I... I don't know..." They don't have a surname. When her mother fled everywhere, she also sold it to poor families as child brides several times. Later, she fell into the village and bought her surname. Why did the emperor ask this?

Ming Xiluo's voice was slow, and it seemed that he was not directing anyone. He told him to tell him a steady narration: "Since this is the case, let's have the surname Liang, and he will change it to Aunt Liang in the future."

Aunt Zhuang suddenly looked up and wanted to say to her... but when she touched the emperor's unmoving gaze, she hurriedly kowtowed and thanked her.

She... felt that the emperor was not terrible, but majestic, and the majesty that he could not tolerate refutation was not as kind as he had when he was in Zhongguo Mansion before.

Seeing that his father ignored him, Liang Xuansheng wanted to get up from the chair that bound him.

Ming Xiluo looked over slowly, his eyes calm and deep, but he had no kindness.

Liang Xuansheng saw such a father and cried! The crying was loud and aggrieved, deafening.

Ming Xiluo didn't frown: "Take him down and don't learn the rules of eating, so you don't have to carry him over."

Aunt Zhuang didn't dare to think about the meaning behind this sentence. Is the prince going to lose favor from now on and the emperor, and he took the prince and left without saying anything. He suddenly understood the meaning of accompanying the king as if he was with a tiger.

Aunt Liang's steps became lighter after leaving Chang'an, and his hands were more stable, and his eyes were as if they were blind.

...

In Yatang Palace, candlelight illuminates half of Yatang Palace, and the people in the palace are busy serving their masters to wash.

Because many live in a villa, all supplies need to be withdrawn as soon as possible.

Lin Wujing served his wife to bathe, the fragrance of essential oils spread out in the pool, and the mist in the pool made of white marble was swaying.

The wife's duty is as usual. Xiang Xinci is not afraid to neglect because of the emperor. There are few people who know about it. Even if there is no more, it will not affect her still life.

Lin Wujing took off his dress and turned around to put his wife's clothes on the screen.

Joule held his wife and sank into the water.

Lin Wujing looked at the embroidery on his clothes and did not rush to look back. After his wife woke up, she had never asked the emperor, and she had not yet.

It seemed that he didn't care whether the emperor would show up or not. Except for when he woke up, he asked Aunt Qin and others about the situation, he was silent for a while, and nothing happened again.

Everything is so peaceful that it makes people feel that the storm that was about to come a few days ago.

“No competition.”

"Here you come."

Xiang Xinci lay on the edge of the pool made of white jade and spoke embarrassedly: "Let the old lady come over."

Lin Wujing looked at him teasingly: "Don't Madam think the old lady is quarreling?"

Xiang Xinci raised his hand and poured him over with water: "You are just troublesome."

Lin Wujing was amused and crying: "How can I go out now?"

Xiang Xinci held his chin with his arm, looked him up and down, and smiled like a fox: "Then come here, I will wipe you..."

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Chapter completed!