Ma Erniang's Splendid Pastoral

Chapter 284
His wife Zhao Yuning came in holding his son's hand, "Zi Li, you want to enter the palace?"

Liu Zaili nodded, "Yeah!" As he was about to go out, for some reason, he turned his head subconsciously, "Bring it well."

"Well, I know." After 11 years of marriage, Zhao Yuning still looked at him with the eyes of a little lady, with liking, admiration, and love in his eyes.

"The weather is still cold, don't look good, wear more, don't catch cold." Liu Zaili's eyes are also husband-like.

"Zi Li." The husband, who has almost no tenderness and affection, actually said such emotional words. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was sweetness or something else.

"I'm entering the palace." After speaking, Liu Zaili reached out and patted his son's head.

"Father--"

Liu Zaili smiled slightly, turned around and left the door, and went into the palace.

Zhao Yuning took his son's hand and chased after him for a few steps, watching his back walk further and further away, for some reason, he had a strange feeling.

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Eight years have passed since the last time she came to Beijing. Xia Zhen looked up at the magnificent Wei Dynasty imperial palace with golden walls. The sting was so piercing that people couldn't even open their eyes, and he subconsciously looked back.

Eyes level, stepping into the palace gate, walking slowly, there are tall stone pillars around, and each stone pillar is carved with a giant dragon, coiling and rising, flying clouds and fog, surrounding a precious pearl, like a pair of dragons playing with pearls.

"Prince Beijun, go this way—" The old eunuch pointed to the road respectfully. Although this young and powerful prince rarely had the chance to enter the capital, he was famous and often appeared in the palace, so he really couldn't be offended.

Xia Zhen, who is already 37 years old, has no wrinkles on his sharp-edged face. In his steady steps, the city, elegance, and everywhere show the mature charm of a middle-aged man.

Emperor Yuantai, who is nearly half a hundred years old, has gray hair that is almost invisible on his temples. He is sitting on the dragon chair, leaning his back slightly on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind. Rise, he still won't come!
Thinking of the secret fights with the courtiers in the past eight years, time and time again, he was as slippery as a loach. Whenever he felt like grabbing something, he slipped and disappeared, twitching his brows and worrying so much that there was no taste in his mouth. .

The king of Beijun wandered around the courtyard, and the old eunuch didn't dare to urge him, so he could only accompany him, following his gaze, and said with a flattering smile: "Now, at the beginning of May, it is the morning light with the best scenery in the palace, the prince is lucky. "

"Foreign enemies invade, but I'm not in the mood!" Xia Zhen replied lukewarmly.

After being shoveled, the old eunuch didn't dare to complain, and still smiled, but the smile was already forced, and suddenly saw someone behind him from the corner of his eye, he quickly looked behind, and then bowed and saluted: "Jun Wang— —”

When Xia Zhen heard the old eunuch's words, she paused before turning around. The eyes of the two mature men met. They hadn't seen each other for several years. Everyone could see the traces of time in each other's eyes.

In the capital city, as the master, Liu Zaili raised his hand: "Brother Zi'an—"

"Brother Yancheng!" Xia Zhen grinned lightly, "You are..."

"Holy..."

Oh, I got it, Xia Zhen nodded and stretched out her hand: "Please——"

"Brother Zi'an, please..."

According to her age, Xia Zhen stopped being polite and took a step forward.

Liu Zaili was behind, looking at the back in front, a little dazed, but the daze was only a momentary thing, he immediately adjusted his mood and walked forward with him.

(End of this chapter)