As night falls, the ink gradually covers.

The wisteria garden is brightly lit, and the peach blossoms in the wide courtyard exudes a burst of fragrance.

The petals on the ground have been cleaned up. Jiurao thought of so many peach blossoms that Qin Shang cleaned during the day, and couldn't help but smile: "Dad and Uncle Qin are very leisurely recently? I wonder how much peach blossom wine has they brewed this year?"

A long table was set in the courtyard, and the maids brought the wine and tea one after another, and then there were delicious dishes that emitted a scent of smell, which were a dazzling array of tables.

The breeze blows on my face, and the fragrance hits me. Eating under the peach blossom trees at night is very artistic.

Chu Chen raised his eyes and joked: "No matter how much I brew, I won't have your share."

Children cannot drink alcohol.

Jiurao curled her lips: "I didn't say I wanted to drink either."

"The girl Jiurao is thirteen this year, and she can drink it in two or three years." Wen Ya's voice came from the corridor with a faint smile, "But Ruo Jiurao really wants to drink it, it's okay to taste a little."

Several people turned around and looked.

Emperor Xiu and Qin Shang walked along the corridor one after another. A man in front of him was wearing a white dress, walking slowly with his hands behind his back, his eyebrows and eyes were as calm as picturesque.

Qin Shang behind him was calm and calm, with a smile on his lips. He looked at him from afar and swept the huge courtyard for a week, "Why are there no one?"

Jiurao said: "Tianshu went out to do business."

Tianshu goes out to do business?

As soon as this sentence came out, Qin Shang raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the Emperor Xiu beside him, and then guessed: "It won't be related to the Bai family, right?"

Jiu Rao was surprised: "Uncle Qin, you are ahead of your prediction?"

As he finished speaking, the Emperor Xiu had already turned around and got off the corridor, and there was no emotion on his noble and calm face.

Qin Shang walked half a step behind him, and heard the words, and shook his head with a faint smile: "I happened to know something."

It’s not that you are predicting the future, but that you are just well-informed.

"Sit all." Zixi greeted, "When you eat, just eat and put it in advance."

Emperor Xiu and Qin Shang Fuyi sat down, and Chu Chen and Nan Mohao sat opposite him.

Although Jiurao was the queen, she was a junior here, so she naturally sat down next to the adults. Instead, out of her masculine demeanor, the first person was given to Zixi.

Of course, no one here cares about the seating times, but they just gather together for a meal.

"I hope Jiuwei can come next year." Jiurao held her cheeks, her tone was a little lazy, "I really miss him a little."

"Next year?" Qin Shang thought for a while, "Maybe it is possible."

Next year, Jiuwei is fourteen years old. If Jiuyou Xuan Mirror can break through the eighth level, the master will probably really delegate power to him.

Even if he did not officially succeed the throne, as long as he reached a certain level of strength, as the young master of the Nine Pavilion, Jiuwei would have full freedom above the bottom line.

Jiurao took a sip of the soup, looked up at Chu Chen and Zixi: "Dad, mom, I probably can't stay here for long."

"Hmm?" Zixi was surprised, "Are you leaving?"

Jiurao nodded: "Maybe."

"So urgent?" Chu Chen frowned, "Before you came, did you not explain the major affairs of the government?"

"The plan has not changed quickly." Jiu Rao smiled faintly, "If other countries have developed the ambitions of Lingguo again, I have to go back and take charge of the overall situation earlier."
Chapter completed!