There is a Wangfu wife at home

Chapter 517 (four more)
The boots were white with black surface, and on the toe of the shoe, there was a big black pearl inlaid.

On the ink-colored satin surface, dragon patterns are embroidered with gold thread.

Dragon pattern?

This is……

Royal people!

Qin Lin'er was startled and quickly raised her head.

When he saw this man's face, he was so frightened that he stopped breathing.

Zhao Cong!

Zhao Cong looked at her expressionlessly with his hands behind his back.

The place where he stood was less than two feet away from the place where Qin Lin and Li Jiaoniang were talking.

Could it be that he heard what she and Li Jiaoniang said just now?

Otherwise, why does he have such an expression?

Just now that Mu Zilan's face changed suddenly with fright, and he ran away in a hurry, most likely because he saw Zhao Cong.

Damn Mu Zilan, why didn't he remind her?

As a result, she stood there and was scolded by Qin Xun!
All faces are lost.

"Your Highness...Your Highness?"

Zhao Cong glanced at her coldly, brushed off his sleeves, and walked away.

He walked towards Li Jiaoniang and Qin Xun.

That silver robe seemed to be covered with frost.

Ruthless and cold!

Qin Lin'er's face turned pale with fright, and she trembled all over.

"It's over, I was disgusted by Zhao Cong." Qin Lin'er cursed in her heart, "Damn Li Jiaoniang! It's all her fault, if it wasn't for her, how could I be disgusted by Zhao Cong?
"Mother." Zhao Cong stepped forward and said warmly, "It's cold outside, why did you come out? What do you have to say to someone who has nothing to do with you?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Li Jiaoniang's sleeve and dragged her into the hall.

Li Jiaoniang: "..."

Qin Xun frowned, and bowed to Li Jiaoniang, "Miss Li, let's talk later when we have time."

"She doesn't have time, Mr. Qin, please go to your business." Zhao Cong said not very politely.

He hates everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion!

Whether male or female!

Qin Xun sighed, turned around and left.

Li Jiaoniang drew back her sleeves amusedly, "Xiao Cong'er, why do you seem to have a grudge against Young Master Qin?"

"I don't like him, I have never liked him." Zhao Cong frowned.

"Because his father bullied you?" Li Jiaoniang asked.

"It's not just their family..." Zhao Cong saw a few people approaching in front of him, one of them was majestic, and the four or five people who followed him all had a flattering expression, so he immediately closed his mouth and snorted , "I will talk to my mother in the future."

Li Jiaoniang also saw a group of people approaching.

One of them was of medium height, with a thin face, sharp eyes, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down, appearing flirtatious and cold.

She couldn't help raising her eyebrows, this person...

What a great atmosphere!
The clothes are gorgeous, obviously, the official position is not low.

If he didn't guess wrong, it's probably that Qin Hui and that guy!
Sure enough, when they got closer, Li Jiaoniang heard someone say, "Your Excellency, almost everyone is here, just wait for your lord and the officials."

"En." Qin Hui responded lightly.

Wherever he went, the maids and servants guarding outside the palace all bowed down to salute.

When he stepped into the side door of the main hall, he saw Zhao Cong standing not far away, then retracted his feet, turned around and nodded slightly to Zhao Cong.

"His Royal Highness Pu'an?" The expression was not respectful, but very perfunctory.

Zhao Cong just arched his hands, which was regarded as a salute, but he didn't speak.

Li Jiaoniang didn't want to pay attention to this guy, but a senior official would crush her to death, and she had to do as the Romans did.

She made a female curtsey.

Qin Hui raised his eyebrows, hummed silently, and walked into the hall with his sleeves thrown.

The others made a big salute to Zhao Cong, and then left.

When these people were gone, Zhao Cong snorted coldly, "Mother, do you know who that person was just now?"

"It's Qin Xun's grandfather?" Li Jiaoniang said lightly.

"Exactly." Zhao Cong said coldly.

"He doesn't seem to like you." Li Jiaoniang frowned.

"Of course he doesn't like me, because he likes Zhao Jiu. One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers. One of Zhao Jiu and I must leave the palace, so how could he like me?" Zhao Cong sneered.

"Does he usually target you?" Li Jiaoniang narrowed her eyes and asked.

"I don't like it anymore, so why talk about targeting it? Otherwise, how could it be called not liking it?" Zhao Cong laughed.

No wonder Zhao Cong said just now that he doesn't like people from the Qin family.

Against him, it's no wonder he likes it.

Li Jiaoniang took a deep breath, the little boy, he already knew the cruelty of this power struggle.

"Are you afraid of losing?" Taking the opportunity, Li Jiaoniang asked this more cruel topic.

Sooner or later he will have to face this matter.

Although she will help him, but his opponent is too strong, she can't guarantee the result.

Zhao Cong smiled slightly and said, "I told you the answer to what Mother said when I was six years old."

Li Jiaoniang was secretly surprised, this child is so precocious?
He said, "I still remember the morning when I entered the palace, my brother took my hand and asked, 'What if you lose and don't become the crown prince?'"

Li Jiaoniang's heart sank, "How do you answer?"

"There is a process, it is enough. At least, I have worked hard." Zhao Cong looked at Li Jiaoniang, with a slight smile, "The results of many things are not up to us to decide. This is what Master Wuchen of Yongji Temple said. of."

"..."

"He said that things in this world end either in success or in failure."

"..."

"If you are afraid of failure, you don't do it, you don't want to move forward, and you don't want to take risks. Doesn't that mean you can't even do a successful thing? If you do it, you have at least half the chance of success."

"..."

"So I lost, and I don't regret it."

Li Jiaoniang sighed, "Yes, the most important thing is to participate." She looked at Zhao Cong, "I will try my best to help you."

"Okay." Zhao Cong smiled slightly.

"What are you talking about?" Luo Cheng walked over, frowning, "Why have you been taking so long?"

"We are chatting." Li Jiaoniang smiled, and she patted Zhao Cong's arm, "Let's go, if you delay any longer, everyone is here."

"Yes, mother." Zhao Cong smiled.

The three returned to the main hall.

Sure enough, except for Gaozong and Empress Wu who were the first to host the stage, and Empress Dowager Wei, everyone else arrived.

Many people were talking in low voices.

Li Jiaoniang didn't want Luo Cheng to worry, so she told him what happened outside just now.

"It was Cong'er who scared them away." Li Jiaoniang laughed.

She knew that Luo Cheng didn't like Qin Xun, so she didn't say anything about Qin Xun.

"Really?" Luo Cheng didn't quite believe it.

"Yes." Li Jiaoniang stretched out her hand and pinched his finger, laughing.

In the opposite row of seats, Li Peiyu looked at Li Jiaoniang with cold jealousy.

Li Peiyu thought to herself, Li Jiaoniang came back with nothing to do?
Mu Zilan and Qin Lin'er didn't bother her?

These two trash!

Li Peiyu looked to the left and found that Qin Lin'er was not there.

Mu Zilan, who was sitting on the right, came back early, but her face was not good-looking.

Li Peiyu moved her body and asked Mu Zilan quietly, "Zi Lan, what did you say when you went out just now? Why didn't Miss Qin come back?"

Mu Zilan thought of Zhao Cong's eyes just now, and felt very irritable, "I don't know, don't ask me!"

He even rolled his eyes at Li Peiyu.

It's all Li Peiyu, why are you instigated?

This is a good move, causing her to be disgusted by Zhao Cong.

Li Peiyu: "..." Are you sick, angry at her?
"If you don't want to be kicked out, just sit down and someone is coming." At this time, Mu Xuan's voice was cold.

Li Peiyu was startled, and hurriedly held her breath.

In the entire hall, there were only three empty seats missing.

The next ones are Empress Gaozong Wu and Empress Dowager Wei.

There were many footsteps and greetings outside the main hall, and many people looked towards the entrance of the main hall.

Those who had previous experience in attending palace banquets all stood up in awe and turned to look at the entrance of the main hall.

Others adjusted their clothes.

"It's the official's house." Zhao Cong tilted his head slightly, reminding Li Jiaoniang and Luo Cheng behind him in a low voice.

Sure enough, after a while, a presiding servant shouted loudly at the entrance of the hall, "The emperor is here, the empress is here, the empress is here—"

Everyone rose to salute.

The sound of rites and music sounded, and Gaozong, dressed in formal attire, slowly walked into the hall with Empress Wu and Empress Dowager Wei.

Everyone in the hall shouted, "Long live the emperor, a thousand years for the empress, and a thousand years for the empress dowager."

The sound resounded through the hall, shaking people's ears numb.

Li Jiaoniang couldn't help frowning.

The person who designed this hall must have deliberately made the echoes ring repeatedly.

It's like killing your ears.

Today is an important festival, and the emperor and his ministers perform great gifts.

So, one salute, another salute, one prostration, another prostration, endlessly.

Li Jiaoniang was dizzy from worshiping, but she could only endure it.

Li Bi.

Emperor Gaozong gave him a seat.

After everyone sat down, the maids walked into the hall with wine, fruit and snacks.

The three tables of Emperor Gaozong, Empress Wu, and Empress Dowager Wei were of the highest standard, and they were delivered by a special person.

Drinks, desserts and fruits not only have a variety of styles, but also have a lot of weight.

The other courtiers and family members were sent by ordinary servants and maids.

(End of this chapter)