As the night gradually fell, the palace was lit up with candlelight, the lanterns floated in the wind, and the fragrance from the incense burners in the room spread far and wide.

On Chengsu Road, the rumble of carriages had already stopped abruptly. A man got off the carriage and sedan first and stood aside.

A flawless snow-white hand poked out from between the sedan chair, and it turned out to be a woman's hand. The skin was tender, the fingers were slender, and a green emerald bracelet was worn on the jade-like wrist. The gentle breeze filled the sleeves with a subtle fragrance.

The man on the side was dressed in dark purple clothes and had dark eyes on his handsome face. He stretched out a hand and looked at the girl with a smile, who was startled for a moment, then put his hand into his palm and led her out of the carriage.

Just as he was about to speak, the warmth in his palm had already withdrawn. Her hand no longer allowed him to hold it tightly.

Turning around, the woman beside her had a beautiful face, and her tear marks added to her delicate charm, but the expression on her face was as calm as a cloud.

Seeing Yan Zhan looking at him, Xin Yue turned his head and saw nothing strange. He raised his eyebrows and asked softly:

"Is there still a long way to go?"

"It's not far."

The location of the palace dinner was very close to Tianxin Lake. At this moment, the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard. The eunuchs and ladies were busy coming in and out. Before the emperor came, some princes and officials had already sat down, some were whispering to each other, and they broke out from time to time.

There was a burst of laughter, and many people were happy to attend the dinner. It was a lively scene as far as the eye could see.

"Master Yan is here."

Yan Zhan's status in the emperor's heart was unparalleled, and his salary as a high-ranking official was very high, so everyone naturally looked for opportunities to curry favor with him.

"Brother Yan Zhan."

Yan Zhan dealt with all kinds of flattery politely. Suddenly, a delicate voice like a warbler sounded. Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw a girl in pink clothes standing up behind a low table not far away.

Yan Zhan looked at her, her face turned a little red, and after calling out, she lowered her head again.

"Why should you call your child Brother Yan Zhan when you are so old? You should call him Master Yan." The girl's father said from the side.

"This is Chujing, right?" Yan Zhan paused and remembered the girl's name.

Yin Chujing's father Yin Yun's eyes lit up and he quickly brought his daughter forward with a smile on his face:

"Master Yan actually still remembers my little girl."

Naturally, his thoughts were clear, and he just wanted to hug the big tree Yan Zhan.

Yan Zhan looked at Yin Yun's hypocritical smile and smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was careless.

He took two steps forward, and the girl who was originally invisible behind him was no longer blocked, and just accepted the baptism of everyone's gaze.

Xin Yue was wearing the long flowing magnolia dress given to him by Yan Zhan. Her temperament was clear and elegant, like jade soaked in water. She was slender, with a slender waist, and her black hair was casually gathered into a flowing bun, with her hairpin slanted to the side.

A hairpin made of pearls is inserted, casual yet exquisite, which is her consistent style.

Her temperament is elegant and refined, her appearance is picturesque, and she is a peerless beauty. Her slender eyebrows are like distant mountains, her nose is delicate and delicate, her lips are as delicate as roses, and her pair of bright autumn eyes are even more shining, and her skin is full of tears.

It is very snow-white, with condensed fat as its skin and white jade as its bones.

She looked at the people who were watching her indifferently, as calm as before. Her cold posture was like a dream that was coming out like snow-colored moonlight.

She followed Yan Zhan's footsteps, dressed elegantly, and walked away calmly.

But the girl in pink clothes just now was already pale, and her hands were about to smash the silk handkerchief. She lowered her head, and her white teeth were deeply embedded in the flesh of her lips.

Looking up again, the man as elegant as the bright moon was already sitting far, far away from her.

Yan Zhan noticed that someone was looking at him. He turned his eyes and found that it was a girl in pink. He raised the wine glass in his hand and smiled at her.

"No wonder Master Yan is so popular. He shows mercy everywhere."

The corners of Xin Yue's lips slightly raised, with a rare expression of amusement on his face.

Yan Zhan chuckled: "Do you want to offend everyone like you?"

"You have such a bad mouth." Xin Yue glanced at him coldly.

Everyone was eating snacks, chatting, singing and dancing, and time passed by little by little.

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice sounded loudly:

"The Emperor has arrived."

Everyone knelt on both sides to welcome the emperor's arrival.

The simple scent of ambergris entered his nose, and the young emperor walked forward in bright yellow robes and fine boot soles on the paved red carpet, surrounded by the palace maids and eunuchs.

When he was next to Xin Yue, he paused slightly.

Then, he squatted down.

The long and thick scent of ambergris lingered in Xin Yue's nose. Xin Yue lowered his head and frowned slightly, not knowing what Zhu Yan meant by squatting next to her.

Suddenly, a pair of pale jade hands appeared in front of her eyes.

Unable to tolerate her refusal, Zhu Yan actually stretched out his hand to her arm and helped her up from the crowd of kneeling people.

The young emperor laughed loudly and said: "You saved my life, so you deserve to be spared this kneeling ceremony."

"Thank you... thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Xin Yue felt a little uncomfortable with someone grabbing his arm like this.

"Is your hand okay? Show it to me."

Xin Yue stretched out her hand, and Zhu Yan actually grabbed her hand and looked at it carefully.

"Fortunately, the medicine sent was very effective and left no scars, otherwise I would feel guilty."

Hearing the words of the king of a country, Xin Yue had mixed feelings. She answered in a very official and formal manner:

"It is a small man's honor to go through fire and water for the emperor. The emperor said this, which really scares the little man."

Zhu Yan put down her hand, said nothing, and walked straight to the end of the red carpet, to the golden dragon-carved chair.

"Everyone is safe."

Everyone stood up and looked at Xin Yue with another meaning.

The emperor's holy favor is such that it would be strange not to become a concubine.

After sitting down again, the sound of silk and bamboo began to melodious, and the dancers were dancing on the stage not far away with wonderful postures.

"I always feel that the emperor looks at me strangely."

Xin Yue approached Yan Zhan and whispered.

"What's weird?"

Yan Zhan took a sip of wine and spoke in a low voice.

Xin Yue fell silent, and she couldn't explain why.

Yan Zhan put down his wine glass, cleared his throat, and asked in a low voice: "What do you think of the Emperor?"

"It's...not bad."

"What do you mean it's not bad?"

"What can I say, that's all."

"Oh." Yan Zhan listened to Xin Yue's reluctant tone, and the corners of his mouth turned upward. Then he asked: "Then, the emperor wants to accept you as his concubine, will you be willing?"

"Shit."

Xin Yue almost stood up.

Yan Zhan listened to her swearing again, with a look of laughter on his handsome face.

"I'm not pretty, it doesn't make sense." Xin Yue frowned and muttered.

"Where is it?" Yan Zhan said suddenly.

"Oh? Didn't you say I'm not beautiful?" Xin Yue raised his eyebrows.

Yan Zhan's face suddenly turned red under the gaze of Xin Yue's clear eyes. Xin Yue raised the corners of his lips, fully expecting him to say something to praise her. Unexpectedly, he quickly regained his composure and the words he spat out shocked her.
Chapter completed!