The whole palace was silent, and the civil and military officials were simply shocked by their bickering style.

The emperor of a country...especially, His Majesty, their family, has always given people the impression that he is indifferent, alienated, unfathomable, and has never shown such a childish side in front of his ministers.

Today really opened their eyes.

The ministers were not even sure whether he and the Emperor Ji from Lingguo were friends or enemies, and that they were saying that they both mocked each other and complained...

Forgive them for not knowing that they should interpret this.

In addition to the dancer bringing beautiful dance moves, the palace musicians walk out of the wonderful and pleasant music, the mellow wine and delicacies at the dinner, there is a competition between His Majesty the Emperor and the Royal Man of Ling Kingdom. Although they are not angry, they are mixed with the atmosphere of gunpowder.

Time passed little by little, and night fell.

The hall is brightly lit and the cups are mixed.

There were only a few stars in the dark night sky. Suddenly, a fire light rushed straight to the night sky at a meteor speed, cutting through the silence of the night and exploding an umbrella-shaped flower in the air.

The light is overflowing and dazzling.

A marvelous voice sounded outside.

Jiurao turned her head and looked out, only seeing a starlight passing through the sky.

"Go out and see." Ye Qingli smiled faintly, "This is a birthday gift for you."

As soon as this said, Ji Huangyu immediately curled his lips and said intimately that he was cunning, but he didn't say anything else. He stood up and walked out with Jiu Rao.

Luan Fei followed closely.

Fireworks exploded in the night sky, lit up the dark night. The dinner seemed to be at its peak until this time. As Ye Qingli and Jiurao walked outside, the ministers also walked out.

Fireworks bloom all over the sky, beautiful and dazzling.

Jiurao stood quietly in the bright lights, her dazzling light reflected her worldly face, and her picturesque eyebrows and eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of halo and clouds, revealing hazy and mottled beauty.

"If you go to Zhaixing Tower to see, the scenery will be even more beautiful." Ye Qingli's calm and indifferent voice sounded in his ears, and it seemed a little unreal, but it was actually gentle. "Xiao Raoer, for your birthday next year, I will go to Lingguo to see you."

Jiurao didn't say anything.

Even though I knew that Ye Qingli's relationship was meaningless and there was no need to respond, the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful at the moment and did not want to destroy it.

Ji Huangyu and Luan Fei looked at each other, and neither of them spoke, but they thought in their hearts that Jiu Rao is a rational person, and the four princes around her who are together day and night cannot make her emotionally active. How could Ye Qingli's mere tender scene make her soft-hearted?

Obviously not possible.

So they don’t need to worry about anything. Of course, if Jiurao really felt soft-hearted and promised something to Ye Qingli, they would definitely not sit idly by.

If you have the surname Ye, just be his emperor and stay in Donglan well. There is no need to do anything that does not match his identity.

On the first day of July, the new emperor ascended the throne ceremony, and fireworks bloomed all night long, and the entire palace was immersed in the dazzling stream of light.

Jiu Rao did not watch it all night. She went back to the palace to rest early under Ji Huangyu's urging. Before leaving, she said to Ye Qingli: "I will leave early the morning after tomorrow."

"So anxious?" Ye Qingli frowned.

Jiurao's tone was calm: "My son is still waiting for me at home."
Chapter completed!