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Chu Yi wore a purple cloud-pattern straight gown, and the yellow light shone softly on him, adding a bit of warmth to his picturesque handsome face, with beautiful eyebrows.

He followed behind the emperor unhurriedly, his steps were graceful, his hands were raised, and he was extraordinarily noble, like an exiled immortal above the heavens, with a feeling of being seen from afar and not being played with.

When he walked past Gu Yanfei, he slightly curled his lips towards her, and there was a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, like the bright spring sunshine, graceful and graceful.

The emperor and others went up the stairs and sat down one by one on the second floor of the boat.

The emperor said with a smile on his face: "Everyone has fun, this is a rare flounder feast, everyone don't hold back."

When it comes to the word "鹤食", the emperor thinks of his son, and his mood is better, and his face is radiant.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" Everyone thanked Shengen in unison.

Most of the people attending the banquet were from noble families, and there are many opportunities to enter the palace to meet the saints on weekdays, so most of them are not restrained, and they talk and laugh freely. They either sit down and drink tea, eat snacks, or whisper with their heads, or accompany Went to the outside deck to enjoy the lake view.

The inside of the painting boat seems to be lively and festive, and everyone is chatting and laughing happily, but in fact, everyone has their own thoughts.

Empress Dowager Yuan sat on the left side of the emperor, gossiping and saying: "The Ai family likes these little girls' homes very much. This young girl's home should be lively and happy."

"Did the emperor say so?"

The last sentence, Queen Mother Yuan turned her head and said it to the emperor.

"The queen mother is right." The emperor smiled and twisted his beard, with deep smile lines showing in the corners of his eyes, "The little girl's family is indeed lively and lively."

While speaking, the peripheral vision from the corner of the emperor's eyes could not help drifting towards Chu Yi who was sitting on his right side, and he saw Chu Yi's eyes were half-downcast, and his eyes full of smiles looked straight through the window to the deck below, with a long The eyelashes flapped happily like butterfly wings.

Following Chu Yi's line of sight, the emperor really saw Gu Yanfei, the little girl was leaning on the railing of the boat with Wei Jiaoniang with a pleasant smile, and the two of them couldn't help but laugh happily when they got together .

The emperor's eyes quickly turned back to his son, and he was very happy in his heart. He just wished that the two children would call him father emperor in pairs.

I must not let the queen mother confuse me, and ruin my son's good marriage.

The emperor thought to himself, holding up the blue and white porcelain teacup to taste the tea.

The fast-paced allegro sounded again, and the storyteller downstairs began to continue storytelling again. After talking about the auspicious omen of the Emperor Taizu meeting the real dragon, he began to talk about the emperor Taizu's three visits to the thatched cottage and invited the real Tiangang to come out of the mountain, and then talked about Taizu The emperor was seriously injured on the battlefield, and when his life was dying, the real dragon reappeared...

"Taizu is really a god-man." Empress Dowager Yuan sighed a little bit, "Not only is there such a strange person as Tiangang Daoist to help, but also blessed by God, the real dragon appeared twice for Taizu, not only knew Taizu Yu Wei time, and then saved Taizu in a time of crisis."

"With the protection of the real dragon, every time the Taizu was in danger, he was able to turn the danger into safety, and he was victorious all the way. Only then can he have the prosperity and peace of today's great scene."

"Did the emperor say so?"

Empress Dowager Yuan smiled dignifiedly and gracefully.

The emperor smiled and did not answer the Empress Dowager Yuan's words. He took an orange from the fruit plate on the case, peeled the orange, and gave Anle half of the orange.

An Le took half of the orange without saying a word, with an obedient smile on her face, and peeled off the tangerine strings one by one, as if there was nothing more important than this.

Regarding the emperor's pretending to be deaf and dumb, Empress Dowager Yuan showed no anger on her face, her eyes turned to Chu Yi again, her smile deepened, and she asked, "Prince, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Chu Yi, who was drinking tea, put down the teacup in his hand, smiled lightly, nodded slightly and said: "Great-grandfather is the destiny, so there will be a real dragon from heaven to help."

Chu Yi spoke lightly, but Empress Dowager Yuan's expression changed slightly.

Originally, the main point of her words was that the auspicious omen of the real dragon came first, and only later did the Taizu establish a great scene.

But Chu Yi's words completely reversed the cause and effect of her words, emphasizing that Taizu had the ability to found a country, so he got the help of the real dragon.

The focus of the two is quite different.

Several princes and princesses nearby seemed to be drinking tea, but they were actually paying attention to the conversation between Queen Mother Yuan and Chu Yi, and they keenly heard the wit in their words.

Prince Jing couldn't help but look at Empress Dowager Yuan's face. She was still smiling, but her eyes seemed to be holding a knife, and she ruthlessly gouged Chu Yi's face.

Empress Dowager Yuan was really upset and her eyes were heavy, but she couldn't say that what Chu Yi said was wrong.

Her lips were gradually tightened, and she couldn't continue for a while.

Chu Yi turned his head and said warmly to the emperor: "Father, your cold is not completely healed yet, where is the hand stove?"

The emperor caught wind and cold on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and it took him several days to recover. The imperial physician ordered the emperor to keep warm.

"..." The emperor's face froze, and his eyes wandered for a while.

He ran to see his son's sweetheart in a hurry before, and he didn't know where he put the hand stove.

An Le had just finished eating the half of the orange that the emperor gave her, and she easily took out her hand stove from her sleeve.

It was a very lovely gilt hand stove, in the shape of a gourd, with exquisite vine leaf patterns carved on it.

An Le silently handed the stove to the emperor.

The brother and sister Chu Yi and An Le don't look much alike, but they have a pair of similar Ruifeng eyes, the pupils are as black as black jade, and they look at the emperor together.

Facing these two pairs of similar eyes, the emperor could not say a word, and obediently accepted the gourd-shaped hand stove.

The rhythm of the allegro sound below is getting faster, and the storyteller mentioned that a genius doctor heard that Taizu was seriously injured, and sent him an elixir from a long distance.

Yuan Zhe, who was sitting next to King Kang, frowned slightly, staring at the emperor and Chu Yi without blinking, holding and releasing his right hand in time with the rhythm of the allegro.

After repeating this several times, Yuan Zhe suddenly said: "It is said that the real dragon chooses the master. The emperor Taizu first got the dragon's heart, and only then did he have the hearts of the people. He attracted heroes from all over the world to join him. There is a lot of momentum in the year..."

At first glance, these words sound reasonable and well-founded, as if to say that the Taizu won the surrender of the hearts of the people because of the vision of the black dragon descending into the world.

"Snapped!"

The sound of a cup hitting the table suddenly resounded, interrupting Yuan Zhe's words rudely.

Not only the princes and princesses sitting around heard it, but even the princes and girls sitting a little further away heard the movement, and their gazes flocked to the owner of the cup, Princess Fengyang, like waves.

"What are you!" Feng Yang looked at Yuan Zhe coldly, with a powerful aura that swept in like fire and lightning, extremely fierce, "It's not your turn to talk about the father's affairs in vain."