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The first thousand eight hundred and fifty-five chapters will eventually have the day of old age

Zhao Yuanjing just glanced at him, closed the lid, and said indifferently: "That's it?"

“This piece of Hetian jade is of excellent quality…”

"I know." Zhao Yuanjing interrupted her, paused, and said nothing, "Forget it."

There are a thousand ministers below. Even if he is dissatisfied, he cannot be too stingy in public.

The banquet officially began, as usual, there were singing and dancing offered by various places, and many beauties danced and played the piano. Most of them were beauties plundered by the ministers. It is obvious what the purpose of these ministers is.

They all want to squeeze people around the emperor.

It’s a pity that their cold emperor had no intention of accepting the “good intention” towards his ministers.

He always had a faint expression. Although he was celebrating his birthday, he had no sign of happiness. He was holding a cup of tea and leaning against the back of the chair, with a expressionless face and a cold look.

It seems that the prosperity and excitement in front of him has nothing to do with him.

Yun Dai looked at him from time to time.

Zhao Yuanjing lowered his eyes and looked at the teacup and said indifferently: "Even if the queen likes me, she doesn't have to stare at me in public. I can let you see enough at night."

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Master, can I go down and talk to my grandparents and the others?"

Although she lives in Kyoto, she has very few opportunities to go out and it is rare to see relatives from her grandfather's family.

Zhao Yuanjing said, "If you want to go, go, when will I care about you?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yun Dai immediately put down the half-eat snack, got up and walked out of the seat.

Everyone was already drunk. Although they didn't dare to be arrogant, it was ordinary to talk to each other and toast.

Everyone also understood the Queen's character. It was normal for her to go to her grandfather to speak. No one cared about it.

Yun Dai ran to the old Marquis Ming and smiled and said, "Grandfather, how about this wine today?"

The old Marquis Ming smiled and said, "The wine is good. But, girl Dai, if you have any grievances, tell your grandfather."

"I'm not wronged."

"Is that true?" The old Marquis of Ming looked at the direction where Jun Yuexi was.

Such a bright and swaying beauty is hard to pay attention to.

Yun Dai smiled and said, "My grandfather, don't be too worried. How many people come to the palace can't make me wronged."

Tian smiled and said, "Dai'er is talking about it. Now Yan'er is the prince. Even if there are other princes in the future, he cannot go beyond Yan'er. Besides, Dai'er is a princess from Northern Qi, so how can an ordinary woman compare to her identity? Dad, you just love to worry about it."

The old Marquis Ming took a sip of wine and didn't say anything.

He is a man and knows men.

This emperor has been emperor for three years, but now he is only twenty-four, and he is still too young.

He still has decades of emperors to be. No matter how beautiful Dai'er is, he will eventually become old and lose his lust. Then, what's the matter with other princes growing up?

With the emperor's physical condition, it is not a problem to be an emperor for another fifty years.

By then, Yan'er is over fifty years old, what can he still compete with those young and strong princes?

As the emperor's wife, he took advantage of the situation in the early stage, but when the emperor gets older, his wife will become old and deteriorate, and there will be a steady stream of young and delicate women in the palace.

But he couldn't say these words to his granddaughter, he was just worried.

"You, don't be too worried. Don't be too tolerant. You must establish your authority when it's time to establish your authority, and you must stop it when it's time to stop it." Old Marquis Ming said.

He told her to stop Jun Yuexi from becoming a concubine.
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