Empress, she is beautiful Lu Ziye

Chapter 55 A New Person
Xiao Rongxi was reserved and cold, but Xiao Yiheng carried a trace of hostility.

Probably because he often went to and from the battlefield, his eyes were always sharp and intimidating.

When he entered the hall, Xiao Yiheng clasped his hands and cupped his fists at the person above him, "See Your Majesty."

"Excuse me."

Xiao Rongxi looked at the person who was five steps away from her, and raised the corner of her mouth, "When I received your letter, I thought you would come back as scheduled, but I didn't expect it to be earlier, so I am very happy."

"The battle ahead is over and the border is stable. I thought about it and set off a few days earlier. I hope His Majesty will not blame you."

Xiao Rongxi raised his eyebrows, and said in a relaxed tone, "Why? I'm too happy to be happy. I've already prepared the reception banquet. Since you've returned to Beijing, how about setting it up tomorrow night?"

Xiao Yiheng: "But follow His Majesty's arrangement."

He suddenly raised his head to look at the screen, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and smiled slightly, "Long time no see, is there a newcomer beside His Majesty?"

You can fool others, but you can't fool him.

In addition to them, there is one other person in this hall.

These words were somewhat offensive, but Xiao Rongxi's face showed no anger, "It's not a newcomer."

He flicked the tassels beside the table with his fingertips, and sighed, "According to his age, King Chen can be regarded as my elder brother. It is not easy to ask, but now the situation is peaceful, and you will not leave in a short time when you return to Beijing this time. Have you thought about getting married?"

When the late emperor was around, he loved Xiao Yiheng very much, so he was naturally cautious about choosing a wife, and there was no conclusion.

So much so that in the huge Chenwang Mansion, the back house was vacant.

Xiao Yiheng didn't expect him to mention this matter, he was slightly surprised, shook his head and said, "Fate is something that can never be forced, if one day I really meet a girl who is attracted to me, I will definitely come to ask His Majesty for an imperial decree."

"it is good."

Xiao Rongxi laughed twice, "Although the fate is predetermined, it didn't happen for no reason. Tomorrow, at the welcome banquet, many ministers will come with their family members. Don't just focus on the cup in front of you!"

Xiao Yiheng seemed to have guessed this point, and was not surprised, and followed his words, "Your Majesty, please worry."

Many people in Beijing are staring at the position of Concubine Chen, and all parties are secretly making efforts and competing, how can it be so easy to decide?
He has no intention of womanizing, but he is not in a hurry.

The two of them didn't have much to say, after chatting for a while, Xiao Yiheng turned and left.

When he entered the palace, he just wanted to see with his own eyes how Xiao Rongxi was doing and whether he was injured.

Such a careful arrangement last night failed to deal with him, I'm afraid it will not be easy to find such an opportunity in the future.

Xiao Yiheng stepped out of the threshold step by step, went down the steps, and walked all the way outside the palace, his brows furrowed slightly.

Thinking of what the subordinates who escaped back last night said, and the person behind the screen just now... Could it be Concubine Li?

"Yang Chu."

He called softly, and immediately a shadow appeared beside him.

Xiao Yiheng didn't turn his head back, he just ordered, "Go to Qin's house and call Qin Yao to this king."

"Yes."

The voice fell, and the person was gone.

Qin Mansion and Chen Wang Mansion are separated by two streets. The environment in the mansion is quiet and green plants are planted everywhere. In the middle of the courtyard, there are several trees that can only be hugged by three people. The branches are luxuriant. Even in the hot summer, you can steal A little shade.

Qin Yao was sitting in the study, holding the penholder in his hand, letting the ink from the pen tip drip down, forming a black spot on the rice paper.

He looked at the courtyard without focus, and the figure of the housekeeper gradually appeared in his peripheral vision.

(End of this chapter)