Ci Jinzhi Chapter 337

Chapter 337 Longan

After everyone sat down, Emperor Xingyuan said to Concubine Xian: "The Queen Mother has an old headache, so she can't come to the pavilion to enjoy the breeze."

Concubine Xian understood that there was no need to wait for the Queen Mother, and signaled for the banquet to begin.

The sound of silk and bamboo also sounded at this time, and the palace ladies with towering clouds and temples danced in the open space outside the pavilion.

"Is it okay, Queen?" Princess Zhaoyang suspected that her mother had deliberately not come to save Xinyou's face, but filial piety was too important, and she still had to show her concern when she should.

 “It's okay, don't worry, my dear sister.”

 Looking at her brother's response, Princess Zhaoyang was indeed not worried anymore.

 As expected, my mother complained that she was ill and could not come.

Emperor Xingyuan looked at Xinyou: "Ayou came here with your aunt?"

"yes."

“Are you used to living at your aunt's place?”

 Everyone in the pavilion listened silently to Emperor Xingyuan's questions, with mixed emotions.

 Why is the emperor different from usual times?

"Habit. My aunt is very kind to me, and my cousins ​​are also very caring towards me."

Emperor Xingyuan smiled after hearing this: "Everyone happens to be here, so you should recognize her. This is Concubine Xian, the mother-concubine of the third prince."

Concubine Xian smiled kindly at Xinyou.

 “I've seen the Concubine Xian.”

"Miss Xin, you don't need to be polite." Concubine Xian took the initiative to introduce her, "This is Concubine Duan, the mother-in-law of the fourth prince..."

Xin You met them one by one and got to know the prestigious concubines in the harem, as well as the princes and princesses whom she had never met before.

During this time, the table in front of everyone was filled with dishes.

 “Now that we all know each other, let's have a banquet.”

Emperor Xingyuan raised his glass, and after he moved his chopsticks first, the family banquet officially began.

Xin You lowered his eyes towards the dining table, and his eyes fell on the fruit plate.

A blue-colored fruit plate in the shape of a lotus, with pomegranates, honeydew melons, dates, longans and other fresh fruits in it. The pomegranate seeds were peeled, the honeydew melon was cut into slices, and even the longan shells were removed, each one shining like a huge pearl.

Xin You's eyes changed slightly.

 It turns out that the third prince eats longan!

The scene disappeared too quickly, and she was immediately surrounded by people after the third prince behaved abnormally. She could not tell what kind of situation the third prince was in.

However, in Xinyou's mind, she is still inclined to three speculations: The third prince is only eleven years old and enjoys the best medical services. The possibility of an emergency is extremely small, and it is more likely that he was poisoned or accidentally choked. .

As for whether he was poisoned or choked, it is neither condition nor the most important thing to know now. The top priority is to prevent the third prince from eating longan.

Xinyou felt embarrassed.

 Normally, even to strangers, she would not worry about any trouble if she warned them in advance. But on such an occasion as the palace banquet, a group of the most distinguished people in Daxia gathered together. She suddenly said that the third prince was in danger of his life, and he would not be forked out, right?

Although Emperor Xingyuan was talking to Princess Zhaoyang and others, his attention was always on Xinyou. When he saw that she was not moving her chopsticks, he asked with a smile: "Isn't there anything that Ayou likes to eat?"

“They are all delicacies that I have never seen before. They are very delicious at first sight.” Xin You raised the silver chopsticks in cooperation.

Emperor Xingyuan smiled even deeper and continued chatting with Princess Zhaoyang and others.

Xin You knew that no matter how low-key she was, she could not escape the secret scrutiny of many people at the palace banquet. When she saw the third prince reaching for the fruit plate, she simply said openly: "Your Highness, the third prince."

The third prince had just reached out to the fruit plate when he suddenly heard someone calling him and looked up in confusion.

“Sister Xin, are you okay with calling me?” Although the third prince felt awkward, he still called Xinyou as the concubine Xian had told him in advance.

As expected, Emperor Xingyuan smiled with satisfaction when he heard the title of the third prince.

 Others looked at Xin You curiously, wondering why she suddenly called the Third Prince.

“His Royal Highness the Third Prince just said that he likes Sun Wukong in “Journey to the West” the most. I have two questions about Sun Wukong that I would like to ask His Highness.”

The third prince frowned: "Sister Xin wants to test me?" He disliked being asked questions by his husband the most.

"No. As the person who wrote "Journey to the West" for Mr. Songling, this is the first time I have met a book fan of your highness's age, so I wanted to chat for a few words." Xin You smiled with a smile on her lips, "Just two questions. If your highness can answer one, I will give the sixth volume of Journey to the West to your highness."

“Volume six?” The third prince was stunned and looked happy. “Volume six hasn't been released yet. Are you really going to give it to me?”

Xinyou nodded.

“Then ask.” The third prince said impatiently.

 The third prince's reaction was what Xinyou had expected.

As the magnificent and mysterious story of "Journey to the West" gets better and better, those who watch it will only become more and more fascinated.

 “What is Sun Wukong's favorite fruit?”

 “Peach.” The third prince blurted out.

Xinyou smiled: "Correct answer."

 The third prince raised his lips proudly.

The fourth prince curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "What kind of problem is this?"

 Obviously he wanted to give away Third Brother's "Journey to the West" which has not yet been released.

Even some of the concubines were thinking: Is this nameless emperor's daughter showing off to the virtuous concubine and her son?

 One is a high-ranking concubine in charge of the harem, and the other is the oldest prince under the eldest prince. He can also show brotherly friendship in front of the emperor. As expected, Miss Xin does not act so desirelessly, and she also depends on others.

 “What about the second question?” The eleven-year-old third prince didn't give up yet, but was eager to give it a try.

“The second question is, what fruit does Sun Wukong hate the most?” Xin You asked with a smile.

 “The most annoying—” the third prince tried to remember.

Those present who have watched "Journey to the West" couldn't help but secretly reminisce about it.

 This includes Emperor Xingyuan.

What fruit does Sun Wukong hate eating the most? Why didn't he remember mentioning it in the script? Or have you forgotten somewhere?

The third prince thought hard and shook his head: "I don't remember."

Xin You glanced at the lotus leaf fruit plate and said with a smile, "It's longan."

It's strange that she can remember it. It's not mentioned in the story. Naturally, it's what she said.

"Longan?" The third prince couldn't help but look at the longan in the fruit plate, and showed an expression of disgust.

Seeing this, Xinyou was half relieved.

 Half-grown teenagers will unconsciously admire characters they really like. The third prince just asked about "Journey to the West" in public, which shows that he loves Sun Wukong very much. The longan that Sun Wukong hates is likely to be disgusted with the whole house.

As expected, after this little episode passed, the third prince went to pick up the fresh fruit while eating. He subconsciously reached for the longan hand and then picked up a piece of honeydew melon.

Xinyou noticed it out of the corner of his eye and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

 She didn't know what the third prince's temperament was like, nor what kind of person the virtuous concubine was, but she couldn't ignore what happened to a child.

"Ayou." Emperor Xingyuan asked warmly, "How many volumes of "Journey to the West" are there yet to be published?"

 “Ten volumes in total.”

 “That's it—” Emperor Xingyuan felt itchy.

If he showed some interest, would Ayou take the initiative to give him a set of unreleased novels?

Just as Emperor Xingyuan was about to speak, there was a sudden noise.

Xin You immediately looked over and saw the third prince standing up with a painful expression.

 (End of this chapter)

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