But in the blink of an eye, the little swaddling clothes were stuffed, and the gold bracelets and hoops on the little hands and feet were worn several times.
I also wore three gold necklaces.
Yun Zimo prepared a necklace made of gold and jade, and stood outside holding it, his face turned green with anxiety.
Who are these people? They just give gifts when they give them gifts. Why are they keeping him out?
He took several breaths angrily, okay, okay, if you can't give it to the child, then give it to Ming Wuyou.
Anyway, the child is still young and doesn’t remember anything. Wouldn’t it be nice if he gave it to Ming Wuyou so that Ming Wuyou could later tell the child that it was him?
Thinking of this, Yun Zimo immediately moved closer to Ming Wuyou.
But before he walked over, Yun Ziheng sat firmly on the empty round stool in front of Ming Wuyou, "This is for you."
"What?" Ming Wuyou looked away from the child, glanced at the wooden brocade box, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "This necklace is so beautiful, but it's just a little big..."
"It's not for children." Yun Ziheng said with a smile, "This collar is for you."
"ah?"
Ming Wuyou was stunned.
Most of the gifts these days were for the child, only Grandpa and Murong Yu prepared something for her.
She didn't expect that Yun Ziheng would prepare it for her.
"Why, you don't like it?" Yun Ziheng joked, "If you don't like it, keep it for me. When I leave, you can just throw it in a corner."
"Brother, what are you talking about..." Ming Wuyou held the collar in his hand and compared it. Caiyue understood her intention and quickly stepped forward to help Ming Wuyou wear it around her neck.
The necklace is not exaggerated, delicate and elegant, and very beautiful.
Ming Wuyou said seriously: "Thank you, brother, I like it very much."
Yun Ziheng laughed and went to talk to Bai Di next to him. Everyone was busy looking after the children, and he didn't push over there.
Yun Zimo was holding the collar and didn't know if he should continue to give it away.
He suddenly regretted why he only prepared it for his child?
My child has received gifts from so many people, but my sister’s gifts are too few.
Although children are precious when they are young, my sister is equally precious to Yun Zimo.
He gritted his teeth, stepped forward shamelessly, and put the collar directly on Ming Wuyou's wrist: "Wear this for you!"
"This..." Ming Wuyou glanced at it: "Is this the child's collar?"
"Now it's for you!" He put it on directly for Ming Wuyou through his clothes, and it was just the right size. "Anyway, that brat already has a lot of necklaces. One more than me is not too much, and one less than me is not too much."
"Sister, you are missing a bracelet, but you can't disapprove of it."
Ming Wuyou said "Oh", "So you gave me the gift you originally planned to give your child? Or are you using the necklace as a bracelet? Are you perfunctory with me?"
"I——" Yun Zimo froze, so anxious that he didn't know what to say.
"Okay, okay." Ming Wuyou comforted him compassionately and said, "Don't worry, I'm just teasing you. I'll be happy with whatever you give me, and I'll be happy even if you don't give it to me. Sit down quickly."
Yun Zimo's held breath was relieved by Ming Wuyou's understatement.
After the family stuffed the child with gifts, the child was so sleepy that he only yawned. Princess Anping gave it to the wet nurse and asked her to take her to take care of him.
There was a banquet in the palace in the evening, so the banquet was held at noon. In the afternoon, the group packed up and entered the palace again.
Originally, Ming Wuyou didn't want to move, but after not seeing Yuan Hao for a long time, he missed Yuan Hao very much, so he packed up and entered the palace with Murong Yu.
The night banquet was held in Chengqing Hall.
Ming Wuyou brought the child and the wet nurse into the palace together. When attending the banquet, the wet nurse held the child and sat not far behind Ming Wuyou.
Murong Yu sat beside Ming Wuyou and looked after her carefully.
On the high platform, there was only a dragon chair. Yuan Hao was sitting firmly on it wearing a flat crown, watching the dance music in the hall with little interest.
In the past six months, he has thoroughly realized what it means to be cold at high places.
At this moment, both Murong Yu and Ming Wuyou were looking at each other with a hint of nostalgia.
But he also knew very well that he would eventually have to sit in this seat alone, and no one else would sit with him forever.
If he insists on dragging the emperor's uncle up to accompany him...the emperor's uncle will definitely not be willing to do so. Even if he can't hold it back and stalks him, the court will not know how many more quarrels and quarrels will be needed to attack him.
Even if they can be suppressed openly, those people will think too much in the dark.
Now, if he wanted to talk to the emperor and his uncle about something personal, he would have to wait until everything was over. Even if he could talk privately, it would not be possible to talk about everything.
This road to becoming an emperor has just begun, but his mind is already swollen with boredom.
The singing and dancing below stopped, and another program was soon changed.
Yuan Hao closed his eyes, covering up any attachment and dependence, and his expression became calm.
…
Opposite Murong Yu and Ming Wuyou were sitting the Duke of Zhen and his wife.
Compared to the many happy events in the Prince War's Palace and the Prince Regent's Palace, the Zhenguo Palace has been in a miserable state recently.
Now that the palace has failed, it will be difficult to send people in again.
It is also impossible to marry into the Yun family or the Zhan Prince's Mansion...these two places are obviously going to be against their Zhenguo Duke's Mansion.
To contact someone...
But in this court, there are now rumors of vassal reduction, and everyone is cautious, so how can it be so easy to keep in touch?
There are some people who want to take the initiative to contact them, but they are all from humble family backgrounds, so naturally the government will look down on them.
Yu Jiaoren had just been brought back a few days ago and was sitting behind Zhen Guogong and his wife.
Looking at Qin Se and Ming's happy Murong Yu and Ming Wuyou, Yu Jiao's heart was filled with rage.
She couldn't imagine why the marriage that her family had planned for her was suddenly interrupted by such an inexplicable woman.
Moreover, the family now plans to marry her to Prince Ding's Mansion.
Thinking about that romantic man Murong Ting, Yu Jiaoren's face became even more ugly.
Dirty stuff!
How could she end up marrying him?
No, she absolutely cannot sit still and wait for death.
Since her parents ignored her wishes and insisted on throwing her away as a bargaining chip, then she should figure out a future for herself!
She took a breath and lowered her eyes, quietly sipping the tea in her hand.
There are so many famous families in the capital, and there will always be someone with enough status to match the government of Zhenguo. She has already chosen her.
On the other side, Princess Yun'an sat beside Yun Ziyuan in a dignified manner.
Sitting in front were Yun Ziheng and Bai Di.
Bai Di kept chattering quietly, and Yun Ziheng took the trouble to pick up vegetables and pastries for her, and even teased her softly: "You can't fill your mouth with so much food."
Bai Di snorted, "You are so boring and won't let me talk!"
"It depends on the occasion." Yun Ziheng glanced around and whispered: "What occasion is this? You chatter non-stop and make others come to see you. Do you just like to be a monkey and be stared at by others?