The prince's mansion is decorated with lights, with traffic in front of the door and bustling inside. Even if many people cannot enter the house to attend the wedding banquet, they will stop and watch in front of the house, speculating on the hustle and bustle in the house.

Shen Yiyu didn't like the East Palace next to Weiyang Palace. The towering city walls made him dizzy when he saw it, not to mention living inside for a long time. In contrast, he prefers the prince's mansion that his father gave him. He lives in the downtown city but is quiet and unique, and feels a sense of satisfaction that he is hidden in the city.

"How can I keep my distinguished guest here forever?" Shen Yiyu walked over with a smile like a ball of flames in a robe with a red golden silk python pattern.

"It's all the old slave who is not well received. I hope my master will forgive me." Butler Zhao didn't dare to explain too much, as if he was quarrel with his master.

"You're done, go and do it." Shen Yiyu waved his hand and ordered, "By the way, let the kitchen make some food that the princess likes to send to her. She must be hungry all day long."

"Oh, it's different when you get married. Even Yu'er has learned to be considerate?" Shen Yihan joked.

"Don't I have to learn from my brother-in-law? The power of role models is endless. It depends on my brother-in-law taking care of you. It is very plump and round." Although Shen Yiyu found that Yunguan had lost weight, he did not dare to ask directly.

"Look at you, you start to become inappropriate without saying more than three words. Could it be that you want to joke that I have gained weight?" Shen Yihan pouted and looked unhappy.

"I'm so happy that your elder sister is fatter. She didn't like eating before, but I've always been worried about it. But the prince, hurry up and add new members to the royal family when he gets married." Murong Jingyu was helping his beloved wife. All women like to be praised by others for being slim, but which prospective mother can not gain weight?

"As for orders, elder sister, brother-in-law said, I will live up to expectations." Seeing Yunguan and Ze Fenglin silent, Shen Yiyu smiled awkwardly, "Sister, how is Linzi's marriage going?"

"My mother doesn't let me ask, especially after I get pregnant, I don't let me worry about everything, alas~" Shen Yihan sighed heavily.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm not in a hurry." Ze Fenglin didn't expect the topic to suddenly touch him. There was no wife who could marry home. He would rather remain in the form of a genital.

"Linzi, don't be in a hurry? It's stable to get married and start a career. I always heard your aunt talk about it before, and she was worried about you." Shen Yiyu was afraid that Concubine Xuan would get angry about this matter, so he recommended the candidate he thought was suitable, but there was no news. He didn't know what kind of marriage this aunt wanted to choose for his nephew.

"I can only feel at ease when I see you all get married. She is worried about this and that, and always puts herself in an anxious state. If Yu'er has time, please persuade her." Shen Yihan's attention was focused on the child that was about to be born. She had no time to take care of other things, and she had no time to think about and work harder.

"My sister Guan is too soon, but the third brother is so busy now, and the wedding date is approaching." Shen Yiyu didn't expect his third brother to come back at all. In comparison, he has a better relationship with his eldest brother and fourth brother since he was a child.

"Your Highness, the third prince is in an emergency and can't get rid of his body. Otherwise, he will definitely come back. He is very regretful if he can't attend your wedding ceremony." Yunguan felt a little guilty. After all, she had just said goodbye to Shen Yishuo, so she could only explain to Shen Yishuo slowly. She didn't know if Shen Yiyu's words just now meant something.

"It's okay, Sister Wan and Third Brother don't need to explain much. I understand, just sigh, don't mind." Shen Yiyu was afraid that Yun Wan would be too worried, "Let's take your seat quickly and talk while eating!"

“Okay~”

The banquet hall of the Prince's Mansion is full of tables and chairs, and everyone who can come is a high-ranking official. One is to congratulate the prince on his good fortune in his wedding, and the other is to have the opportunity to meet people with high-ranking officials.

Yunguan and his group walked through the narrow aisle toward the empty table in the distance.

"Ah~" Shen Yihan staggered forward, but Murong Jingyu didn't have time to catch her in the back. Fortunately, the prince turned around in time and quickly supported the princess with quick eyes and hands.

Everyone was shocked to sweat for the eldest princess.

"Sister, is it okay?"

"Han'er, is that okay?"

"Sister Han, what's wrong?"

"Sister Han, be careful."

...

Everyone was concerned about it, which aroused the curiosity of everyone here. Some speculated that the eldest princess was too weak, and some speculated that the eldest princess was plotted against.

"I accidentally stepped on the corner of the skirt. It's okay, don't worry." Although Shen Yihan smiled knowingly to comfort everyone, his face turned pale, because even she herself was a false alarm. If she fell heavily on her abdomen, she would not dare to think about the consequences?

"Han'er, are you tired of standing just now? I'll hold you?" Murong Jingyu's heartbeat was still flustered. He was even more nervous than his beloved wife.

"It's okay, I can't walk. Besides, there are so many people, it's inconvenient... What if I kick someone else?" Shen Yihan blushed shyly, trying to find a topic to relieve the awkward atmosphere. "Yu'er, your clothes are more festive, and they look better than the one in the morning."

Shen Yihan only stroked Shen Yiyu's sleeve and found that the clothes he was wearing were as woven as a dragon robe, but they were weaving and dyed into festive colors for the wedding.

"I also like this outfit, which makes people look more energetic, but my father ordered me to wear the outfit in the morning, so I can't refuse it, right?" Shen Yiyu never dared to disobey his father's order.

"Huh? When did the father be so interested in wedding dress? Which outfit do you wear require his consent?" Shen Yihan didn't know why the emperor had to do so in every detail about the prince's wedding.

"I have no choice but to follow, and the one is a bit old. Although it has been smoked with pine wood, it still has a trace of tide." Shen Yiyu frowned when he lifted the smell. He was extremely sensitive to it. If it were ordinary people, they might not have noticed it.

"The emperor's destiny makes sense, but Yu'er doesn't know." Shen Yihan vaguely remembered the phoenix crown and robe that his father treasured in the treasure pavilion. At that time, it was a pair of wedding dresses, but she was obsessed with the gorgeous women's clothes. "I seemed to have seen my father have a similar robe..."

"Oh? Is it?" Shen Yiyu was unaware of this. He had never dared to ask his father about the past, because as soon as he mentioned his biological mother, the father would blow him out with a sad face, and Concubine Xuan would not say a word.

Shen Yiyu sometimes felt like a child jumping out of a crack in the stone, without a mother or a babbling state in the past, the warm embrace he could remember was given by Concubine Xuan.
Chapter completed!