"Mother, Cui Xiaoqiu is here too." Yanran had just sat down when she saw Cui Xiaoqiu opposite her.
However, Cui Xiaoqiu came with his grandfather and didn't have a seat; he could only stand behind his grandfather and serve him.
Seeing the look Yanran gave him, he smiled in response.
"I didn't know he was coming, otherwise I would definitely have scolded him," Yanran whispered to Tang Zhuyun. "Even though the food wasn't good, it's better to just watch others suffer!"
She stared at the pastries on the table, thinking about what she could hide in her sleeve so she could give it to him later.
Linlin heard it, but remained silent.
In fact, neither he nor Yanran held any titles, nor were they qualified to sit here.
But my father and mother dared, so they were allowed to sit.
The rules of this world have never been made for the strong.
Soon, Prince of Ding and his Consort of Prince of Ding also appeared.
He walked up to the table where Prince of Jin was sitting, a half-smile on his face, and said in a sarcastic tone, "Sixth Brother is back."
Prince of Jin Zidu lift his eyelids, and placed a pastry on Tang Zhuyun's plate.
Tang Zhuyun was looking at Consort of Prince of Ding.
Consort of Prince of Ding, draped in a fox fur coat, deliberately placed her hand on her stomach, conveying a subtle declaration and boast.
Tang Zhuyun:???
Is it crazy or something serious for her to brag about her pregnancy to someone who has four sons and a daughter?
To be fair, Consort of Prince of Ding was quite beautiful, but her aloof demeanor made it difficult for anyone to feel any affection for her.
Thankfully that's the case.
If she were to become enemies with a good man, but they were to be enemies because of their respective men's stances, she would regret it.
There's no psychological burden when it comes to beating up this kind of person.
Unexpectedly, before they could even start fighting, Prince of Ding fired at Prince of Jin first.
"I was shocked and worried when I heard about Sixth Brother's injury... But ten months later, I heard that my sister-in-law had given birth to another son for Sixth Brother... Sixth Brother is indeed very energetic."
Tang Zhuyun understood that this was a veiled accusation that Prince of Jin was faking his injury to deceive the Emperor.
Unexpectedly, the Prince of Jin, a man of few words but deep passion, surprised everyone with his sudden and astonishing remark.
He fiddled with his cup, saying calmly, "In this matter, I am indeed far superior to you. If you had only learned from the Jianxian, you wouldn't be in this situation, without even a Zidu."
The implication is that even though I'm injured, I'm still a hundred times stronger than you.
Instead of reflecting on your own actions, you're just spouting nonsense here?
Tang Zhuyun must keep in step with Prince of Jin!
She immediately suppressed a laugh and said, "Sister-in-law, you should also give Eighth Brother some nourishment when you get back, otherwise it won't do for you to always be like this..."
Her words were spoken subtly, Consort of Prince of Ding's expression changed.
Tang Zhuyun raised her glass and smiled.
Consort of Prince of Ding felt inexplicably guilty looking into her clear eyes and whispered, "Your Highness, let's go sit down."
Prince of Ding glared fiercely at Prince of Jin before leading his Consort of Prince of Ding to sit down beside him.
Tang Zhuyun whispered in the Prince of Jin's ear with a chuckle, "How could you be so naughty!"
Don't hit someone in the face, and don't insult someone by revealing their weaknesses.
The Prince of Jin, on the other hand, slapped himself in the face repeatedly, relentlessly exposing his shortcomings.
"Useless thing," Prince of Jin cursed, reaching out to pull Tang Zhuyun's crane-feather cloak tighter. "Aren't you cold? You should have come later."
Tang Zhuyun: "... Do you want to arrive later than the Emperor? Fine, I'll tie it myself. Didn't you notice that ever since we came in, everyone in this hall has been looking at us?"
She felt like she had a thick skin, but she still felt uncomfortable.
But looking at the father and his two sons, each one was incredibly calm.
Yanran was still stuffing snacks into her handkerchief, stuffing them into her sleeve as if no one else was around, and occasionally handing one to Jiang'er behind her.
Jiang'er was too embarrassed to eat the snacks; her face turned bright red.
Tang Zhuyun sighed, "My daughter, is the Prince's mansion not feeding us properly?"
The Emperor arrived late, and with him was indeed Consort De.
The emperor looked much older than he had a few years ago; he was out of breath after saying just a few words, and his face was ashen.
Judging from his physical examination, his health condition does not seem to be very good.
Tang Zhuyun quickly looked away—what business is it of hers! Remember that!
The Emperor asked everyone to rise, said a few words, and then looked at Consort De and said, "Let the singing and dancing begin."
The dancers filed in, and the sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air, quickly enlivening the hall.
Jiang Ruo also arrived and was sitting in the opposite seat, a little behind, waving frantically at Yanran.
Yanran: "..."
Wen Heng is back, why isn't she making a fuss about Wen Heng? Why is she so excited to see him?
Despite her complaints, Yanran still used the excuse of changing clothes to slip out of the main hall with Jiang'er.
She really disliked this scene where things appeared peaceful and prosperous on the surface, but were actually rife with intrigue and treachery underneath.
She's not suitable either!
Why not just have a fair and open written test?
Her brother is there for intellectual battles, and she's there for physical battles.
Those who lack real ability can only resort to cunning.
Sigh, she really doesn't have much of this.
Muttering to herself, Yanran gathered the pastries from her sleeves and left the main hall.
Jiang Ruo had come out earlier than her and was waving frantically at her from the side corridor.
Yanran hurried over, "What's wrong with you now?"
It seems like Qu Hua has been drained dry by that handsome ice skater; she hasn't been seen for days.
Wen Heng is returning today; should Jiang Ruo be making a lot of arrangements?
"I thought you wouldn't be coming to the palace today," Yanran, swinging her legs as she sat on the railing. "Where's Wen Heng?"
"I... I didn't dare to go to him. I just had someone find out where he lives, but... I haven't decided how to get there yet. I'm afraid he'll kick me out," Jiang Ruo said weakly.
"So what do you want to do?" Yanran rolled her eyes. "What do you want from me? To help you knock him out?"
"That definitely won't work," Jiang Ruo said. "I really have no one to consult, so I need you to give me a proper idea."
When she got divorced, her parents disagreed, but she insisted on going her own way.
Later, her parents scolded her for being fickle and even suspected she was having an affair...
In order to allow Wen Heng to leave smoothly, Jiang Ruo did not deny it, which made her parents even angrier.
After things have turned out like this, how can she possibly face her parents now?
"You have no serious ideas, but if you want to knock someone out, come find me."
As a friend, Yanran felt she had been very loyal.
Jiang Ruo stomped her foot. "Think about it again!"
"You think I'm smarter than you? Wait a minute, hey, Cui Xiaoqiu's out, let me ask him!"
"No, how can we tell anyone about this?" Jiang Ruo refused again.
Yanran: "Alright, alright, I won't say anymore. I'll come to you tomorrow and you can help me think of a solution."
Jiang Ruo nodded.
Seeing the two talking over there, Cui Xiaoqiu pretended to walk by unintentionally.
Yanran took out some snacks from her sleeve and gave them to him. "Have something to eat. Your grandfather, even knowing there was no place for you, still brought you along. You're practically starving!"
Cui Xiaoqiu smiled and accepted the pastries, but said nothing, nodded slightly, and then quickly left.
Jiang Ruo said, "Let's go inside."
"I'm not going in, I feel suffocated," Yanran said.
"Then I won't go in, I'll stay with you. You better help me think of something!"
Yanran got up and patted her clothes. "I think I'll go inside, it's a bit cold."
Jiang Ruo: "..."