This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 174 Another Little Demon is Cricketing

The baby's baby voice is so touching.

And there is Shen Meizhuang. She never thought that Concubine Hui could be her brainless fan girl in this life. It shows how much regret she missed in the previous life because of her arrogance.

Concubine Hua recalled that Zhou Ninghai had reported to her that Wen Shichu seemed to be particularly concerned about Concubine Hui.

Hua Fei really wanted to pat Hui Guiren on the shoulder and say, "It's okay, sister. You can love whoever you want. As long as it's not the emperor, I will protect you."

And Xiao Si, that cunning little brat, as soon as he gets close to me, I know what he is up to. He is just like his father, both of them love to test others.

But so what? He is still a child. As soon as we met, he called me "Empress Hua". I have never heard a little boy call me "Empress Hua". When I look at Xiao Si, I will think of the child I lost...

So I brought Xiao Si back to the palace.

Fortunately, although this child inherited his father's mind and thoughts, he has not yet mastered it, so I can still control him.

"Oh my God, oh my Goddess, I, Nian Shilan, have been very sincere and pious in this life. You must ensure that my Nian family will be safe and sound in this life."

Maitreya Buddha: Please offer me a cup of osmanthus wine.

One cup after another, Hua Fei held the wine jug in her left hand and the wine glass in her right hand.

Hua Fei was drunk and felt a little dizzy. She was swaying slightly while sitting at the table. Song Zhi was so anxious that her forehead was covered with sweat. Why did her mistress do the same thing every year?

Logically speaking, the alcohol content of this osmanthus wine is not high, so how come the Empress got drunk?

Concubine Hua: Songzhi, this is called "Wine doesn't make people drunk, but people make themselves drunk". You don't understand, right? We need the well-read Concubine Wan to teach you a lesson. Hehe, you see, I know this poem.

Despite Songzhi's attempts to stop her, Concubine Hua continued to shake the empty wine jug.

Pour the wine! Pour the wine!

Songzhi secretly supported Concubine Hua, trying her best to prevent her from falling down, and looked around for Lingxiang. Today, Lingxiang and she were to accompany the Empress to the banquet, so how come this girl disappeared in a short while?

Songzhi motioned Zhou Ninghai to go find her, and she glanced at the emperor who had ascended the throne. Fortunately, the emperor and Concubine Wan were exchanging glances and did not notice the empress.

"My lady, you are drunk, stop drinking!"

"Songzhi, this sweet-scented osmanthus wine is sweet and not too strong. You won't lose your composure even if you drink too much. It's perfect for today's family dinner. Have a glass too."

Concubine Hua held up the empty wine glass towards Songzhi.

Songzhi: You are not my master, you are my ancestor~

Just when Songzhi was at a loss and wanted to report to the emperor that the queen was drunk.

Before Songzhi could speak, she heard the voice of Noble Lady Fucha in the distance:

"Your Majesty, the prince in my belly would also like to offer you a toast."

"Songzhi, did you hear that? There's another little goblin chirping."

Songzhi: Let’s destroy it. Whoever wants to do this job can do it.

Noble Lady Fucha was pouting, and the Emperor thought that the baby in Noble Lady Fucha's belly might really be a prince, so he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Your Majesty, although you have said that you will no longer hold a beauty pageant in the future, I think there are still too few sisters in the palace. Moreover, Noble Lady Fucha is pregnant with the dragon fetus, and Noble Lady Hui and Concubine Jing both have children to take care of. So I picked a few gentle and lovely girls from the palace..."

The Queen comforted the Emperor with kind words.

"The Queen is thoughtful, but today's family dinner is not appropriate." The Emperor politely declined the Queen's proposal.

"I dare not go against the emperor's wishes, but they have been rehearsing for a long time, so why not treat it as a fun addition to today's family dinner."

"Well, the Queen's efforts should not be in vain."

Yongzheng turned his gaze back to the center of the stage. The dance that Lipin performed last time was indeed quite good. The Queen was indeed quite good at training people.

"Yes." The queen clapped her hands as a signal, signaling them to come up.

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang, who were sitting below, heard what the Queen and the Emperor said, looked at each other and had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Although Concubine Hua was drunk, her ears were sharp. The Queen was preparing another woman for the Emperor. Who would it be this time?

I haven't heard that the queen secretly cultivated other women.

The last person who was secretly trained was An Lingrong, but now this An Changzai... An Changzai was sitting in his seat and shaking his head slightly at him!

An Changzai also said that she didn't know what the Queen was up to.

The dancers were all wearing red dance costumes, holding a bunch of freshly picked white plums in their hands. The sad sounds of stringed instruments rang out melodiously, as if the longing in their hearts pulled Yongzheng into memories.

There were no musicians singing, only the sound of stringed instruments flowing quietly in the hall.

Four dancers in red were dancing quietly under the snow, their steps light and graceful. They dispersed and gathered together like fairies scattering flowers from heaven. Among the four dancers, a graceful girl holding a red plum appeared.

The girl had a plum blossom mark painted on her forehead with rouge. She had slender arms, long legs, and a waist as soft as a willow swaying in the wind. But she held a few red plum blossoms in her hands, showing her delicate and lovely appearance.

The girl had a cold face and a faint smile at the corner of her red lips.

The red skirt with wide sleeves and tassels made of Xiangyun gauze swayed gracefully in the falling snowflakes.

The concubines and princes sitting between the seats were stunned for a moment.

Only the Tenth Master said loudly: How can it snow in this palace?

The flowers fell silently, and Master Shi was a little embarrassed.

The concubines all felt that they had seen the dancer in the middle somewhere, but they couldn't remember who she was.

An Lingrong was still careful and carefully distinguished the girl's pretty face. Suddenly, An Lingrong's pupils dilated instantly.

The heart beats like a drum.

An Lingrong couldn't help but look towards that corner.

"The plum blossoms match her face in red. The queen has put a lot of thought into this dance of Red Plum and White Snow." The emperor stared at the dancers in the audience.

"They are similar in appearance, not in spirit." said the queen indifferently.

"Just being similar in appearance is already very rare. Who else in this world can match Chun Yuan's charm?"

Queen: Have you forgotten your beloved Concubine Wan?

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms filled the air in the hall. Concubine Li looked at the beautiful woman in the center of the dance floor and gritted her teeth secretly.

It seems that the queen has really given up on herself.

Such a beautiful girl could actually be found by the Queen.

Concubine Hua sobered up when the dancer appeared.