Ma's face suddenly turned ugly. Zhou Ying was about to speak when Huilan continued.

"What Sister Ma said makes sense. It's rare for everyone to get together and have fun during the holidays. It wouldn't be appropriate if I don't give you face. Well, if you want to have fun, just come to a show. If you want to watch the show, it's up to you. We'll show you today.

A happy one.

Yu Fengyi, I know you have a good voice and can sing. If you sing a song for His Highness, we will also benefit from it. You must know that it is not easy to invite a troupe to enter the palace.

You come and sing, while Sister Ma plays the piano and accompanies me. Let me write a few words for you. I really neglected to mention my talents, so I won’t be embarrassed. I can barely be seen in writing."

After a few words, the decision was made. Zhou Ying looked at Yu Ning with some confusion, then turned to look at Li Chengze.

"Well, Yu Ning has a good voice. Let's sing a song for Gu Gu. Ma will play the piano. Go get pen, ink, paper and inkstone and let Lan'er write."

His Highness settled the note, and Ma had no choice but to stand up and walk to the piano stand to sit down.

Yu Ning stood up with some fear and looked at everyone. Huilan smiled lightly and nodded. She also stood up and walked to the desk and started grinding.

The sound of the piano started playing, and Zhou Ying missed the opportunity to speak, so she had no choice but to remain silent, but felt very unhappy in her heart. She didn't even know that Yu Ning could sing, and there was no sound at all. How could Mrs. Ding know that?

Yu Ning cleared her throat and started singing, choosing the unmistakable song "Agarwood Saves My Mother".

Everyone enjoyed it with gusto. The singing was really good, the voice was good, and the singing had some flavor.

At the end of the song, Yu Ning also finished singing an excerpt, which was only a few lines, and Huilan also finished writing.

"Well, if you sing well, you will be rewarded with silver melon seeds."

Li Chengze knew that the lower the status, the harder it would be. Without money, he might not even be able to eat a delicious meal. Even a refreshing meal is expensive.

If you want something light, the kitchen will cook big fish and meat for you. What’s wrong with that? Thinking that the empress in the harem needs nourishment, is there anything wrong with giving her meat?

But if you are not feeling well and have some illness, why don't you eat big fish and meat every day? Here's the secret, just by eating this food, the imperial kitchen will be able to make money.

"Thank you for the reward, Your Highness."

Yu Ning also felt quite satisfied, as long as he got a reward.

Li Chengze stretched his neck and glanced at the paper on Huilan's desk, "You should pick it up and let me take a look."

"No hurries."

Huilan glanced at him, looking like a tigress.

With a wink from Changji, the two young eunuchs quickly picked up the typed notes and showed them to everyone.

Four words, peace and prosperity for the country and the people.

There is nothing fancy about it, but these four words were written seriously and with a pious heart. The more you read, the more interesting it becomes.

It is majestic and full of intention, and the pen is sharp yet tolerant. Every word has its own profound artistic conception, making it a rare and good word.

Huilan is a monk and has a sense of heaven's secrets. Similarly, the blessings she wrote with a pious heart also have a certain effect.

"Good words."

Even though Zhou Ying felt extremely sour in her heart, she still had to admit that this word far surpassed her own and had a tendency to become a success.

She couldn't help but refuse to accept it. There was really a big gap between her and others, and she couldn't say anything bad against her will.

"What a good word."

Mrs. Qian also praised her, full of admiration. She originally thought that Mrs. Ding was a coquettish and obedient woman, but she didn't expect that she kept it secret.

It’s not surprising that His Highness is such a proud man. How could he be so pampered and protected if he didn’t have any skills?

"Good calligraphy. Chang Ji put this calligraphy away and put it in the study. I will use it later."

He immediately thought that he could donate it to his father, and he believed that his father would like such a word.

"Your Highness has given you the award. Okay, I've finished my performance, so you can't embarrass me any more. This little ink is really gone."

She clapped her hands and joked with everyone in a carefree manner.

Everyone laughed, and the atmosphere was very happy.

Mr. Qian also stood up and said with a generous smile, "Let me also perform a piece for you. I can play the flute and play a little tune for you."

The palace people brought bamboo flutes, and Qian played a minor tune, which was very flavorful, leisurely and free, which was remarkable.

"Yes, thank you. There seems to be a rosewood screen with pictures of ladies in the warehouse. Chang Ji rewarded Qian and gave it to him."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Qian pursed his lips and smiled and thanked him, and slowly felt a little bit about him. Being sensible and not causing trouble, being strong in other areas, and properly protecting the face of the East Palace can give you some face.

Especially don't fight with Ding, just give way to the Crown Princess in the end.

Just now he just complimented Ding on her good looks, and His Highness gave her a pleasant look.

It was this time that Qian suddenly realized that the person in His Highness' heart was probably Ding.

A fresh, clear and warm beauty, she is talented, low-key and undisputed, and has the ability to understand medicine. She is also smart and knows how to give in. No wonder His Highness takes her to heart.

No one knew that Yu Ning could sing, but she knew it. How did she know it? If it wasn't from His Highness, then it was from the housekeeper during the New Year month. There was nothing in the East Palace that she didn't know.

She complained that she had to show favor to the Crown Princess. With the comparison, she was compared to the dust, but she couldn't stand it anymore.

Sitting there drinking, Qian thought it over over and over in his mind and finally understood it.

Yu's fall into Ding's hands was also caused by her own jealousy. She fell in love with His Highness, and so did Li.

It's a pity that His Highness didn't love them, so he called them back without hesitation.

If the Crown Princess does not wake up in time, she may not be able to get a good result, and the reward of Dongzhu will be mediocre.

His Highness didn't even think about giving Dongzhu to anyone else. He used it all to please the Ding family. The fact that he didn't even get the status of Crown Princess shows some problems.

Mother is right, whoever falls in love first will lose. A person like the prince is as bright as the bright moon, how can ordinary people like us be able to match him.

It's better to be quiet and sensible, and maybe have a child to live in peace in the palace for a long time.

After thinking through these things, Qian's mind became clearer, the fog in front of his eyes cleared up, and his heart became brighter.

Huilan felt something and glanced at Qian. Their eyes met, they smiled and nodded to each other, raised their glasses almost at the same time and clinked their glasses from afar, smiling friendly.

It was a rare family dinner. After Ma's defeat, no one dared to make any more mistakes. Zhou Ying felt a little uncomfortable and didn't say anything. She just drank.

On the contrary, Li Chengze is in a good mood today, and he still has a smile on his face.

The banquet lasted until the top of the willow trees in the moonlight, and everyone dispersed when they had finished eating.

Li Chengze stood up, and Zhou Ying also stood up, so she naturally wanted to help him.

At this moment, Li Chengze raised his finger and pointed at Mrs. Zhang and smiled, "Your lyrics are well written today, I will reward you."

"Thank you for the reward, Your Highness."

Ms. Zhang was also inexplicably surprised. She didn’t expect to receive a reward at the end.

Huilan stood up and walked around the short long table to go back, but Li Chengze grabbed her hand first.

"Why are you in a hurry? You won't wait for me."

Huilan looked up and saw Zhou Ying's livid and distorted face, and immediately smiled softly, "Did you drink too much? Little Yuanzi, remember to make some hangover soup for His Highness when you get back."

"yes."

"I didn't drink too much."
Chapter completed!