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A Rong waited outside the door for a long time before he saw the two masters open the door and walk out. Zhao Huaijin changed into a dark gold suit, and the four-clawed golden dragon embroidered on his robe made him look even taller and more majestic.

"Hey, Your Majesty, this outfit seems to be the first time you've worn it since you were crowned Prince Rong!"

A Rong's eyes lit up, and he felt that the prince in front of him was more handsome than before. Even the princess, who usually had a strong aura and was always calm and composed, looked much more delicate when standing next to him.

Song Qingwan couldn't help but follow Arong's gaze. She didn't feel anything because the light in the room was dim, but Zhao Huaijin, bathed in the sun, looked a little dazed.

She thought of the first time she met Zhao Huaijin. He was lying on the ground covered in wounds. Even though he looked disheveled, he couldn't hide his good looks.

But at that time, Zhao Huaijin was still full of youthfulness, he had just grown up, his face was full of childishness, and he looked rebellious.

Now he has become calm, masculine and restrained, and his body has become much broader. Such a Zhao Huaijin is worthy of being the only first-class prince of honor in the Great Saint Dynasty.

Faced with Arong's praise and Song Qingwan's affectionate gaze, Zhao Huaijin suddenly felt a little shy. He looked at his wife beside him lovingly and took her hand.

"Let's go. Mother must have been waiting for a long time."

"it is good."

When the two arrived at the welcoming banquet, Chunya and Concubine Shun had already prepared everything and were waiting for them.

There was singing and dancing in Prince Huai's mansion that night. Everyone toasted each other, talked and laughed, expressing their joy.

A Rong even performed a sword dance for everyone, which drew applause and cheers from everyone.

Now, Arong has been with Awu for many years and has learned a lot of Kung Fu. Although his skills are not as perfect as Awu's, his every move is already quite impressive.

The happiest person was Chunya. On the one hand, she saw the younger brother whom she had protected for many years grow up to become a real man. On the other hand, their young lady was finally no longer alone. From now on, the mistress finally had her own support and someone to protect her.

"Miss, Chunya wishes you and the prince to live together forever!" After saying this, Chunya picked up the wine glass in her hand and drank it all.

Song Qingwan shook her head helplessly, snatched the cup from her hand and put it on the table.

"You, don't always think about me. You'an has grown up, and Ajin is back. We all have our own places to stay. What about you?"

"Miss, don't you want me anymore? Do you want to drive me away?" Chunya sniffed aggrievedly.

"You silly girl, you know that's not what I meant! You are my sister, my home is your home, where can I send you away?"

"The young lady also said that your home is my home and my wish is to stay with you and the young master for the rest of my life and never go anywhere."

Chunya pretended not to understand what Song Qingwan meant and leaned in her arms like a spoiled child, but tears slowly flowed out of her eyes.

The autumn curtain has ended, and Yan Hui has achieved good results, ranking 19th in the Jinshi examination, which is a very good result.

After the results were announced, Yan Hui became famous overnight and was appreciated by many literary masters and high-ranking officials. It was said that Song Changwei had even decided to accept him as his apprentice.

Such a Yan Hui will naturally shine brightly in the future.

However, on the day when the results were announced, he went directly to Song Qingwan to ask for Chunya. Song Qingwan only said that she would ask Chunya's opinion and did not agree immediately.

Yan Hui returned to the Yan family in frustration. He might have guessed that the answer was a rejection.

Chunya heard Song Qingwan say that Yan Hui left very lonely and disappointed. Although she did not regret her decision, she still cried for a long time.

Yan Yu has been named the Great General by the Emperor, and will soon set off for Jiangnan. In the future, he will guard the south of the Great Saint Dynasty in place of his father. Perhaps the two will never meet again.

Chunya just secretly hid in the crowd and took a look at Yan Yu on the day he was canonized. He was still as handsome and outstanding as ever, standing out from the crowd like a crane among chickens.

Listening to the discussion around him about General Yan Yu not being married, Chunya could only quietly withdraw from the crowd. Perhaps the two of them were destined to miss each other's lives like this...

But what can I do? The first time I saw him, Yan Yu became Chunya's white moonlight and cinnabar mole, and she could not bear to look at others in her life.

Song Qingwan also respects Chunya's opinion. She will take time to talk to Yan Hui and ask him to give up the idea of ​​marrying Chunya.

Yan Hui is still young. With his current development and the status of the Yan family, there are probably countless girls who want to marry into the Yan family. He and Chunya are destined to be incompatible in this life.

In the second half of the banquet, everyone was slightly drunk, and even Song Qingwan's face was red.

Zhao Huaijin looked at her worriedly and whispered.

"How about I take you back to your room? You look drunk."

"Then you come with me."

"It's not over here yet, be obedient."

"I don't want it. I want you to hold me! If you dare not obey me, you are not allowed to sleep in bed tonight!"

"Shh... keep your voice down, others may hear you."

"So what? We are a legitimate couple, not an adulterer!"

"Look at you, the more you talk, the more outrageous it gets..."

The two of them were laughing and joking back and forth, and Concubine Shun, who was sitting next to them, couldn't help laughing out loud. She glanced at her son and daughter-in-law, then quietly retreated in the faint moonlight and walked to the back garden of the palace.

The night is very beautiful today, with the moonlight spreading all over the earth like golden powder. Concubine Shun stands in front of the rockery, listening to the gurgling sound of the pond beside her, looking silently into the distance, not knowing what she is thinking.

Suddenly a figure climbed over the wall and stood quietly beside her.

Concubine Shun took a step back warily and shouted sternly.

"Who is it? How dare you trespass into Prince Huai's mansion!"

"Qing Huan..." This call is gentle and lingering, and seems to contain deep longing...

Hearing this distant yet familiar voice, Concubine Shun was stunned. She turned her head in disbelief, only to see a handsome, tall, middle-aged man in a plain robe, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes.

Concubine Shun couldn't believe her eyes. She blinked hard and looked carefully. Only then did she believe that the person standing in front of her was the Emperor of Dongyue whom she hadn't seen for more than 20 years - Tuoba Feng...

"It's you...why are you here?"

"I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still as beautiful as ever, not much different from what I remembered. Qing Huan, I miss you so much."

Faced with Tuoba Feng's sudden and passionate confession, Concubine Shun ran forward a few steps in panic and then stopped.

Thinking that this was Prince Huai's Palace and that her son and daughter-in-law were still in the front yard, Concubine Shun slowly calmed down.

"How did you get to the Great Sage? Aren't you afraid of being caught by Jiayi?"

"Hey... How do you think I came to the Great Saint Dynasty... Qinghuan, I used my son's life and let Shen Jingyi go as a condition to get the new emperor of the Great Saint Dynasty to allow me to see you..."

"So you came to the Great Saint Dynasty just to see me? But from what I know about you, you, Tuoba Feng, are not someone who would do this for a woman."

Concubine Shun spoke calmly and was not moved by Tuoba Feng's words at all. She was already at this age, so naturally she would not believe such nonsense as someone had been waiting for her silently for more than 20 years.

Moreover, Tuoba Feng has countless beauties in his harem, and he doesn't need a Yan Qinghuan like her.

Tuoba Feng's expression froze, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his eyes, and he sighed softly.

"You are still as sober and self-possessed as you were back then. Qin Huan, have you really never thought of me in all these years?"

"Your Majesty has many concubines in the harem, and there are many among them who love you like bones. Why do you have to focus on me, a person who is destined not to belong to you? The emperor's obsession is probably not the love for Qinghuan, but the regret of not getting it."

Seeing that his thoughts were exposed, Tuoba Feng no longer pretended to be affectionate. He raised his eyes and looked deeply at Concubine Shun.

"Tomorrow I will leave the Great Saint Capital and return to Dongyue. I couldn't help wanting to see you in person tonight. Seeing that you are doing well now, I feel relieved."

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Have a safe journey."

Concubine Shun still looked cold and distant. She bowed slightly to Tuoba Feng and turned to leave.

Tuoba Feng stood there and watched for a long time, and finally could only let out a long sigh.

Concubine Shun no longer felt any emotion towards this confession. She knew that both Zhao Yuanrui and Tuoba Feng loved her, but they loved their kingdom more.

It was enough for her to believe this kind of nonsense once. Besides, now that she had Youan, she didn't need to focus on men anymore.