Chapter 99: A lonely grave with thousands of miles, nowhere to talk about desolation (19)

The lights in the Eastern Palace are dim and lively.

Rather than saying a banquet, it is a simple family banquet, and the concubines in the harem also led the princes into the church.

"Father."

"Mother Queen."

Rong Yan stood in front of the two and bowed.

The emperor smiled and stopped, "Today is your birthday, so all these cumbersome etiquettes will be spared."

The emperor always had a blatant preference for the prince. He waved his hand and asked the prince to move forward, patting the prince's broad and strong shoulders.

"Yan'er has grown a lot taller."

The queen covered her lips and smiled, her beautiful and majestic phoenix eyes were full of tenderness at this moment, "The prince will follow you."

The emperor shook his head and said with relief: "Yan'er, in a few years, he will be taller than his father."

The prince who bowed and retreated noticed a burning gaze. Following his eyes, he turned into a second prince with a calm expression. The prince met the other party's gaze. The second prince who was originally staring at him turned his head and flashed. The prince who was about to withdraw his gaze seemed to see a familiar figure from the crowd.

When the prince Dingqing saw that he was the fourth prince, because the fourth prince's mother was born, the noble fourth prince was naturally the most conspicuous.

The prince looked at the fourth prince for a while and slowly pinched his fingers hidden in his wide sleeves.

Wen Xien, who noticed the prince's gaze, raised his eyes. The young man's eyebrows were arrogant and arrogant. Under the candlelight, his eyes looked as bright as stars.

The boy looked at each other for a while, and then the boy lowered his long eyelashes slightly, his expression faintly.

Halfway through the banquet, the emperor made a gesture to the eunuch next to him, and the eunuch immediately took the order.

Two palace ladies came with a four-cornered case, and a layer of red cloth was laid on the case.

The emperor personally lifted it up. It was a sword. The sword was two feet and one inch long. It was cast and thin with black iron, and it was faintly cold. The hilt was a golden dragon sculpture. It looked extremely majestic and the blade was extremely sharp.

"This sword was worn by me when I was young and I have always treasured it now, but the sword is still not old. Yan'er, I will give you this sword, so don't let my father down."

Rong Yan stretched out his hand and picked up the long sword. The sword blade shining with cold light reflected his appearance, but Rong Yan was really not interested in this kind of thing.

The queen said on the side: "I'm not happy, thank you, father."

The prince put the sword back on the table and bowed, "Thank you for your father's reward."

The palaces also presented gifts, each of which was treasure, and each one was very valuable, but it was the royal family, and I had never seen any rare treasures, but they were just rare things.

After the prince's birthday banquet, Wen Xien was about to leave with his mother, but was stopped by the palace servants and took him to the prince's East Palace.

In the Eastern Palace, there were more than twenty palace servants serving them. They hung high above their heads and warmed the night gauze on the pavilion. The walls were filled with extremely famous and precious calligraphy and paintings.

Seeing Wen Xien come in, two palace maids guarding the curtains pulled up the curtains with the golden hooks in their hands.

The prince, wearing snow-white underwear clothes, took off his grand dress today.

He held his cheek and was playing with the round and unique night pearl given by the palace man.

The prince on the bed adjusted his lying position, and the sword given to him by the emperor was placed at the head of the bed at will.

As if he heard footsteps, the prince turned his head slightly.
Chapter completed!