Daughter of the royal palace

Chapter 531
Xiao Yiyue was originally very angry about this matter, but seeing the expressions of the people present, she suddenly understood the queen mother's intention.Looking sideways at Ling Xihan, a faint complexion appeared in her eyes.

A look of pity flashed across Su He's eyes, and then he smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, can I allow you to ask the Eldest Princess a few questions?"

Ling Xihan raised his eyebrows, put down his wine glass, and didn't answer.Xiao Yiyue had already turned her head, "Yes." Her eyes were bright with joy.

Su He spoke softly and had soft eyes.

"The princess took this as a topic, why?"

Xiao Yiyue pursed her lips, and said, "The shape is like manuscript paper, which disappears after a hundred years. I want to see if your sincerity is as thin as paper?"

Many youths who were conceited and talented below all bowed their heads when they heard the words, deeply ashamed.

Su He said again: "The poems written by the minister are mediocre, why does the princess think they are the most important?"

Xiao Yiyue raised her lips, but her gaze was on Ling Xihan.

"Queen, do you know what is Erchen's favorite flower?"

Ling Xihan's eyelashes drooped slightly, and she seemed to understand something for a moment.However, Xiao Tingxuan's voice could be heard beside him, with a slight sigh, like smoke and wind.

Stop the grass and purple mud, and start singing red medicine poems.

After the header is marshaled, when the flower mouth is unpacked.

Sitting opposite the hook curtain for a long time, walking and watching are late.

Two or three clumps are rotten, and the twelve leaves are uneven.

The sun room on the back is slightly retracted, and the flowers on the steps are twirling.

The hairpin scape draws green strands, and the powder pistils flutter into yellow silk.

The turmoil is infinite, and the low slope is exhausted.

Looking back at Zhou Hui is not enough, it is more difficult than the oracle.

In the cinnabar of the Goulou, the flame flag is fluttered.

The roots of Tongyun are left, and the crimson head is owed to the tassel.

The situation is sunny and demeanor, and it still sleeps and hangs down.

Suspicion of aromatherapy and painting, like tears of rouge.

Deliberately lingering on me, silently complaining about anyone.

Worrying about tomorrow and sunset is like hating the next year.

The calyx is connected with the mud of han, and the rose thorns surround the branches.

There is no winner in equal measure, only the eyes and the heart know.

Ling Xihan was stunned, and Xiao Yiyue was also stunned.She didn't expect that she had always been indifferent to everything.No, it should be said that everything is in the hands of her father, who is graceful and noble, and who has always cared little about her in her heart, knows her so well.

The officials below were also silent, no one spoke, and even their breathing was quiet and shallow.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

Ling Xihan stared at him blankly, the string that had been insisting on in his mind suddenly broke.She closed her eyes slightly, and her brows were covered with a layer of exhaustion.

However, Xiao Tingxuan turned his head slowly, smiled gently at her, took her hand, and said: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, Han'er, we are already old."

Ling Xihan lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiao Yiyue looked at her with anticipation in her eyes.

"Mother..."

Several other children also looked at her, "Mother..."

Ling Xihan's fingers trembled slightly, but he still didn't speak.

"Empress Empress..." Loyalty Wang Linghong stood up, his eyes were also pleading.

A sigh came from the banquet, sweeping away the silence of this moment.

"Your Majesty, do you remember what you said to your wife many years ago?"

Ling Xihan looked over, the woman was already very noble and graceful, the passage of time had not left many marks on her face, she was still stunningly beautiful.Only those eyes were more Shen Lian, which belonged to a middle-aged woman, but they were still as calm as water.

Lu Antong!Princess Yi was also her close friend in the boudoir in the past.

Lu Antong stood up with a slight smile on his face.

"In the past, the sea was too difficult to be water, except Wushan is not a cloud. Take the time to look back at Hua Cong, half destined for Taoism and half destined for king."

Ling Xihan was shocked, Lu Antong's eyes slowly moved, and his tone was somewhat sighing.

"Your Majesty was once young. You should know that when you ask what love is in the world, you can teach people how to make love in life and death." Her eyes were deep, and she looked straight into Ling Xihan's eyes, and conveyed thousands of words into her heart.

Ling Xihan stared at her blankly, thoughts in her mind gradually becoming scattered.

Xiao Yiyue suddenly lifted the hem of her skirt and walked down, pulled Su He and knelt down.

"Queen, Su Xiang and I are in love with each other, please make it happen."

Ling Xihan was shocked again. Although the officials below were shocked by the boldness and enthusiasm of the eldest princess, they did not feel any contempt and rejection.After the short conversation between the Eldest Princess and Su Xiang just now, they already understood that the person whom the Eldest Princess admired was actually Su Xiang.That talented man in plain clothes, that man in plain clothes who had gained a firm foothold in the court by relying solely on his own strength in just nine years.The brows were the same, with a gentle but distant smile all the time.That handsome man in his twenties who is still unmarried.

It turned out that it wasn't that he wasn't close to women.Rather, he has his own heart.That person turned out to be the eldest princess.

Just looking at the scene in front of me, the queen seems to disagree with the eldest princess marrying Su He, which is why today's banquet happened.

After a long time, Ling Xihan closed his eyes.When he opened his eyes, the fundus had already returned to clarity.

"Su He." She called out in a low voice.

Su He raised his eyes, his right hand tightly grasped Xiao Yiyue's hand, his eyes were firm.

Ling Xihan suddenly smiled, "Do you really love Yue'er?"

"My heart is a stone, and I can't change it." Su He took Xiao Yiyue's hand, looked at Xiao Yiyue tenderly and affectionately with smiling eyes, and slowly made a vow that shocked the entire hall.

"In this life, I will not marry a non-qing."

"He—" Xiao Yiyue's eyes lit up, the bright eyes gathered a moist luster, and she looked at him affectionately.

Su He's smiling eyes never left her face, "No matter what she becomes, I will only recognize her in this life."

Ling Xihan looked at him, and suddenly smiled softly.She got up slowly and walked in front of the two of them.Then unexpectedly, he helped the two of them up with his own hands.

"Mother's queen?" Xiao Yiyue looked at the gentle and loving mother in front of her rather flatteredly. In her memory, she had not seen such a gentle mother's appearance for many years.

"Don't be too happy." Ling Xihan turned her head to look at Su He instead of being indifferent.

"You have passed the princess's test, but the index of this palace's test is still zero for you."

"Mother!" Xiao Yiyue frowned and cried out in dissatisfaction.

Su He took her hand, signaling her to be calm.

"Your Majesty ordered, but this humble minister will not refuse to die."

Ling Xihan smiled calmly but luxuriously, and turned slightly.

"If you die, Yue'er will hate me for the rest of her life." She lightly flicked her sleeves, lowered her eyes, her voice was calm.

"I only have one question." She tilted her head, and looked at Su He with an ambiguous smile in her eyes.

"If your answer satisfies me, I will marry the eldest princess to you, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)