Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 963 It's Happy × Full of Vinegar
Chapter 963: Happy × Full of Vinegar
Of course, Ling Xiyue was really happy when she was happy.

Since she was pregnant, and after the old imperial doctor said that she was short of energy and blood, all kinds of tonics came towards her like flowing water. Are there any good things about Nine Layers Palace?

But this is Zhan Yunyang's intention, it's inestimable.

It's just that the old man is not happy to hear what she said. What is the best uncle?most!
The old man became upset, and immediately began to expose his son's faults, "Just listen to his brat, isn't it just a piece of grass, what's there to be proud of, he just forgot in the Hou's mansion, and I have to remind the old man to remember to bring it. Woolen cloth."

Ah, this damned desire to win and lose, not forgetting to boast while revealing shortcomings.

"Father……"

The corner of Zhan Yunyang's mouth twitched.

The grandparents and grandchildren were happy, warm and funny, which made the maids and eunuchs around couldn't help but lower their heads and laugh silently.

Ling Xiyue was also amused by Zhan Yunyang's bitter haha, she took the brocade box in her hand preciously, glanced at the old man beside her, and teased with a smile: "A piece of grass is also grass, grandpa But they came empty-handed, without a single blade of grass.”

"That's not it." Zhan Yunyang gave Ling Xiyue a "You still know my eyes" and tried to struggle, "I searched all over Gubeikou to find such a plant, and it took me half a year's salary."

The old man breathed out his nostrils, hummed softly, and looked at Ling Xiyue: "Grandpa will send you a basket tomorrow."

"Ha ha……"

Ling Xiyue was overjoyed.

She felt that it was very likely that the old man would send her a basket of grass.

After regaining some sense of presence with his granddaughter, Mr. Zhan's complexion changed a bit.

In the end, I have to add insult to injury and step on my son again: "Huh, Yunyang, this kid, he can't even bring back a daughter-in-law, but he still has the face to come back. Next time he's alone, why don't you come back at all? Xiyue, what do you say? no?"

"Isn't it, uncle?" Ling Xiyue raised her eyes and looked at Zhan Yunyang, with a pretty look of gossip, "You haven't dealt with my little aunt yet? No way, you are going to be an uncle now. If you don't speed up, your hair will turn white."

It seems that her little aunt is really a difficult person to deal with.

It was also my uncle who hurt people too deeply back then, more than ten years, not more than ten days.

Zhan Yunyang smiled awkwardly, "It's almost there, I don't know what Chaoge means, anyway... Hey, let's not talk about this for now, don't worry."

"It's not in a hurry, so what's the rush?" Zhan Nantianhu lowered his face, and glared at his son fiercely with his old eyes, "Old man Dare love, I'm a hot head shaving my head, so I'm looking for trouble if I have nothing to do?"

"Father..." Zhan Yun raised his sweat and reminded: "The emperor is still here!"

In public, he doesn't want to lose face, does he?
Zhan Nantian clenched his fist and coughed lowly on his lips before stopping.

Hey, but Zhan Yunyang's words got to the point. No one noticed Bei Chenyan's face, which turned dark and dark, quiet and quiet.

Bei Chenyan, who was left on the sidelines by Ling Xiyue for a long time, had already begun to regret inviting the two of them. Seeing the bright smile of his little wife, he just held back when he heard her say "my uncle is the best", and almost didn't let her go Let people carry the two back.

However, Bei Chenyan's expression control has always been first-class in the world, at the top level, his handsome face is as calm as usual, and he can't tell anything strange, except for the slightly gloomy feeling in the eyes that glanced at Ling Xiyue.

Hearing Zhan Yunyang's words at this time, the man still smiled, "It's okay, old man, you don't need to be polite. I just said that today's family banquet, everyone can do whatever you want. If you are cautious, it will violate my original intention of inviting you here."

The old man and Zhan Yunyang smiled and nodded towards Bei Chenyan.

Only Ling Xiyue looked at Bei Chenyan, and always felt that there was a wind in his words, which made her feel nervous.

She swallowed silently, a little skeptical that if her grandfather and uncle were not there, she might be 'cleaned up' by someone.

Bei Chenyan gave Ling Xiyue a look of "experience by yourself", as if some suspicious "resentful" eyes passed through her, and signaled to the palace servants around him, "Bucai."

The palace servants responded, and immediately stepped forward respectfully with their hands down.

You have something to eat, but you're afraid you won't be able to keep your mouth shut?
The jade-faced long table covered with bright yellow brocade was three to four meters long, and there were dozens of nearly a hundred dishes, all of which were delicious in color and fragrance, and were alluringly illuminated by the soft light of the surrounding palace lamps. The maids and eunuchs walked around carefully serving dishes to several people.

Bei Chenyan pointed to the "thousands of threads" and ordered lightly, "Give it to the queen."

The eunuch beside him immediately walked over in small steps and waited for the addition to Ling Xiyue's bowl.

The name is good-sounding, and the style of one green and two white is also good-looking. In fact, it is stir-fried shredded bamboo shoots.

"Collected from Yunwu Mountain." Bei Chenyan looked at Ling Xiyue, and in her slightly surprised eyes, she chuckled and said, "I heard from Qiulan that you had been talking about it before, so you sent a letter to ask someone to prepare it in advance. Yes, so that you can eat it as soon as you come back, and it’s fresh every day.”

Ling Xiyue's heart was moved for a while. Since she was pregnant, this man has been really careful and meticulous.

It's not illusory slogans and promises, nor is it a fancy declaration, but silently doing everything for her, doing everything carefully, and doing everything to the extreme, whether it's what she wants or can't think of.

Of course, it was fine before, but not like this, and there are almost no faults.

Only now did she deeply realize that there is a saying that is true, a man will only truly mature if he becomes a father.

"Qiulan told you?" Ling Xiyue looked at him.

Now Qiulan is the only one around who knows that she is interested in the bamboo shoots of Yunwu Mountain, and it is also Sanniang's specialty.

Of course, it wasn't because of this that she chose the location of the Nine Layers Hall in Yunwu Mountain, definitely not.

Bei Chenyan nodded slightly, but when he heard the words, he just said lightly, "A few days ago, I saw that you had no appetite for anything, so I asked her."

Ling Xiyue instantly conjured up a picture of Bei Chenyan asking Qiulan for various advices, and suddenly found it funny.

"Try it, wait for it to cool down." Bei Chenyan reminded.

Ling Xiyue nodded, "Yes."

The warm little picture between the emperor and empress is really enviable to others.

The old man and Zhan Yunyang looked at each other, and both of them showed a sense of relief that my daughter really did not marry the wrong person, but if her real father, Huangfu Haofeng, was here, it might be a different scene.

After all, the old father-in-law rarely liked his son-in-law.

"Yeah." Ling Xiyue took a sip, her eyes lit up slightly, and she nodded in praise, "It's fragrant and sweet, like the taste of Yunwu Mountain, if it's hot and sour, it's even more refreshing. Speaking of which, I haven't eaten it for a long time. It’s Sanniang’s specialty.”

"Sanniang can also cook?" The old man was a little surprised.

The iron lady in charge of the Xuanyi Pavilion, Mei Sanniang, who is hard to find in the world, is very familiar to the old man. When Ling Xiyue is not here, whenever he is a little injured, she will go to the Huguohou Mansion in person. run.

(End of this chapter)