Could it be that this person is a clever plan that my good brother specially protects?
Cang Xiyuan swallowed a sip of wine, narrowed her eyes, and raised a sneer on her lips.
No matter who you are, in short, I will decide you!
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The celebration that night lasted until late at night.
The palace gate has long been closed, and it is difficult for Mu Yuntian and Cang Xiyuan to go back.
Cang Xilin sent palace officials to arrange a reliable place for them to rest.
Early tomorrow morning, we have to pay homage to Fuxi and Nuwa, so the two of them will naturally follow her.
Mu Yuntian is naturally helpless, and Cang Xiyao also thinks so.
Even if Cang Xilin doesn't keep him, he will still find ways to stay in the palace.
Then find out the capable person who advises him and make him his own!
Apart from such a genius, Cang Xilin must have little capital.
After the banquet was over, Cang Xilin held the little prince in her arms with all kinds of treasures and couldn't bear to let go.
With great difficulty, the Queen Mother dissuaded her and handed the child to the wet nurse to take away.
And he will obviously spend the night with the child's mother, Concubine Yue.
Of course, Cang Xilin's move naturally aroused the envy and jealousy of many concubines.
But so what?
Today's Concubine Yue not only has Cang Xilin's favor, but she also gave birth to Lin's son based on her mother's worth, and even the queen has to avoid her.
The night sky is clear and the moon and stars are sparse.
Mu Yuntian, who was half drunk, rested in Pian'an Hall, not far from Chaoyang Palace.
When he went out to pay his respects in the evening, there were no eunuchs waiting around. He slowly walked out of the main hall alone and sat on the steps to rest.
After drinking too much, my mind is still a little unclear.
He held his forehead, wondering what was going on in his mind.
Open your eyes and look at the scenery.
The green trees have sprouted new buds, and the palace is ablaze with purple and red.
At this moment, the sound of a flute slowly floated from the horizon.
If there is, if not, it is intermittent.
Like catkins swaying in the wind, when you want to catch it in your hand, it suddenly goes away.
Mu Yuntian suddenly stood up, with an excited look on his face.