After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 465 Emperor Zhaojing: Your Wife Has Entered the Palace
Rong Qingqing said indifferently: "Aren't the girls' hoods all covered with white hair?"

Shangguan Yanran glanced at her, tugged at his cloak, "What a coincidence, mine is black rabbit fur."

When Rong Qingqing heard this, she glanced at her cloak and stopped talking.

Speaking of her cloak, Shangguan Yanran was a little proud, "My cloak is made of black rabbit fur, isn't it special?"

Rong Qingqing glanced at her cloak again, not wanting to offend her, but said honestly: "Actually, if you didn't say it, I would have thought it was black dog hair."

Shangguan Yanran: "..."

Seeing the queen mother arrived, all the noble ladies hurried forward to salute, Rong Qingqing and Shangguan Yanran also stepped forward together, and followed behind the noble ladies.

The queen mother glanced at the ladies dressed in colorful clothes, raised her hands in a pleasant manner, and said softly: "The palace has not been lively for a long time. Today, the Aijia invited you into the palace to let you accompany the mourners." Let's talk and talk to relieve boredom, everyone doesn't have to be formal, just be casual."

"Yes." All the noble ladies immediately nodded in agreement.

"Sit down." The Queen Mother was in a good mood, and hurriedly ordered everyone to sit down.

All the ladies sat down in their seats one by one.

Feng Xin was very happy to see Shangguan Yanran and Rong Qingqing, and winked at them.

However, she held back and didn't come forward, but sat down on her exclusive seat.

Royal study.

Emperor Zhaojing held the hand stove in his hand, looked at his son who was concentrating on reviewing the memorial, and hesitated to speak several times.

Since he left all the court affairs to Xie Jingrun, he has nothing to do every day. When Xie Jingrun was reviewing the memorial, he would hang around beside him. Today is no exception, so Xie Jingrun is used to it.

"...Well, Xingxiu." Emperor Zhaojing finally mustered up the courage to speak.

Xie Jingrun raised his head and glanced at him, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he was silent, he lowered his head again and continued to review.

Emperor Zhaojing deliberated over and over again, and finally said, "Your grandmother, enjoy the plum blossoms in the plum garden."

"You have nothing to do, you can go and accompany her old lady." Xie Jingrun proposed directly without raising his head.

Emperor Zhaojing: "..."

He coughed softly, "Your grandmother doesn't want me to accompany her, he wants you to accompany her."

Xie Jingrun frowned, "I'm not free."

"A person's life is not limited to family and country affairs. Occasionally, he should also accompany the elderly." Emperor Zhaojing said tactfully.

"You're right, so after you step back, father, you will have a lot of time to spend with grandma." Xie Jingrun still didn't look up, holding the pen with his slender fingers, and neatly wrote notes on the memorial .

Emperor Zhaojing choked.

"...Actually, Rong Qingqing entered the palace today." As a last resort, Emperor Zhaojing had no choice but to use his trump card.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, Xie Jingrun stopped the action of reviewing, and looked up from the memorial.

Emperor Zhaojing: "..."

If someone has a wife and forgets his mother, his son has a future daughter-in-law, so he has already forgotten his father.

Compared with Rong Qingqing, does he have to stand aside as an old man?

He said sourly: "Isn't it necessary to review, continue."

Xie Jingrun pursed her lower lip, ignored his sad eyes, frowned and asked, "She's so well behaved, why did she enter the palace?"

Emperor Zhaojing said inscrutably, "Your grandmother summoned her to the palace. Now, she should accompany her in the plum garden to appreciate the plum blossoms."

(End of this chapter)