Chapter 191: Birthday Feast II

For some reason, An Rushuang looked at him with a smile, always feeling very disturbed.
She wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
The ladies went to this place, saw Anshi and An Rushuang, and were about to chill, listening to the voice of the purple son sounded aside.
"The decree arrives, and An Rushuang, the daughter of the royal history, takes over."
The crowd was startled, and An Rushuang was also slightly surprised. Is this Zhu Zeyan now on the bright side?
How so fast?
She was so stunned that she forgot to react, or that Anshi pulled her to her knees, and the ladies and noble girls were stunned to the ground.
"The daughter of Royal History, An Rushuang, has a dignified appearance, Xiuwaihuizhong, special gift ..."
He went back and forth to read a long one, and it didn't stop. It was the thing that An Rushuang had given to him before, but the thing that made An Rushuang the most exciting was a golden word.
An Rushuang's eyes brightened, and she quickly responded to gratitude. What she lacks most now is really silver!
The ladies also congratulate, but I don't know why the emperor issued such a reward order. Even if this girl is the daughter of Yushi, there is no need to love the house and the black to such an extent?
But everyone dare not ask this sentence, after all, the divine will is unpredictable.
An Rushuang's heart was very clear. She understood that this generous reward must be her own sealing fee.
When the emperor deceived Balsan, a princess from another country, how could this be leaked out? Fortunately, the emperor chose not to destroy the mouth, but to appease the policy.
Although she really wanted to change the money of the lotus terrace and the like into money, it was only given by the emperor, and she could not do anything. If it was sold, she could not be charged.
An's already arranged for everyone, and An Rushuang quickly went back to Liuxi Pavilion to change his clothes-at least no one dared to tamper with the clothes given by the emperor.
What puzzled her was what the true identity of Zhu Zeyan was.
Zhu Zeyan was also very proud at this time. A young man stood next to him and looked at him. He couldn't help wondering: "Why do adults want to declare their own intentions?"
Obviously ... this task should be his.
Grandson Zhu glanced at the man obliquely, and said with a grin: "The next time you come back, it's been a long time since I saw people in such a fair way, let me refresh!"
The young man glanced at him blankly, shook his head helplessly, and asked, "How do adults know that there is a decree next time?"
Zhu Zeyan slowly looked up at Zhu Hong's palace wall in the distance, and slowly said, "I guess."
Because he knows that person too well, as long as there is only a little value to exist, that person will gradually squeeze out the value.
The value of An Rushuang is far more than those he saw.
He couldn't help worrying about the woman, but he couldn't help shaking his head and grinning-he couldn't help himself, so why bother to think about other people's affairs?
At this time, the Anfu house had been packed a few days ago. The location was selected in the elegant and spacious main courtyard, and the garden outside was also newly transplanted with flowers. At this time, the sky was bright and the flowers were fragrant. When it ’s time to fight.
But this flower is even more beautiful, but it is no better than this woman in a blue-blue flowing cloud and a thousand-water skirt. The dress flashed like a sparkling lake, catching the eye.
When she walked into the garden, she added a little coolness to the place, as if she had no summer heat.
The noble ladies looked at her, and couldn't help but feel envious. When they passed through their birthdays, they never saw anything from the emperor.
But no one dared to say that the emperor was not. Looking at the jealousy in his heart, he had to compliment his mouth, which was really painful.
An Rushuang felt the cocoon in her ears in the different compliments.
"My sister's clothes are really beautiful, but in the end it is my sister Qingli who can hold it down." The woman wearing a black-colored pleated skirt is the daughter of a servant, Wang Yuqing. But she was fifteen years old, but she was quite well-dressed, with a dazzling red birthmark near her eyebrows, but her hair was so wonderful that she could not see the birthmark.
An Rushuang smiled slightly and only said, "My sister is ridiculous."
This is the case for some people. When speaking, it is hard to feel hypocritical. This is the case of Wang Yuqing, who is sincere.
Anyang on the side also laughed: "This wood can boast a few words today." She knew Wang Yuqing well, and she was unruly.
Provoked a red on Wang Yuqing's face.
She bowed her head and said, "What the daughter said was true."
Anyang laughed, "Yes, yes, I'll give you two false words, so you can't read them as you read them."
An Rushuang looked at her like this and could not help but say: "The lord of the county is about to say, otherwise, Sister Wang is estimated to have escaped from my birthday feast."
The crowd couldn't help laughing, and the noble ladies gathered together in three or two places, and from time to time came to An Rushuang toast a cup of tea, for the sake of the Emperor's gift, it was harmonious.
Mingyue and Xianxian were also beside An Rushuang. When they came, they asked her. Have you seen the small box?
An Rushuang shook her head with a bitter smile. She didn't know that there was a small box in the package. She was really tired yesterday.
Slim smiled: "I said, she must haven't seen it."
Mingyue glanced at An Rushuang with a grimace, and only said, "If you are not a birthday star today, I will take care of you and see if you dare to take our heart in the future!"
Anyang couldn't stop laughing.
An Rushuang smiled bitterly: "Yes, yes, this aunt and grandma know that I'm wrong, I will look good when I go back, and I won't even let go of the horns!"
With that said, everyone laughed again.
An Rushuang looked around. At this time, it was quite stable, but there was only one person who really worried An Rushuang a bit, and that was Princess Mingxi.
Anyang looked at her worries and chuckled: "Mingxi is too busy taking care of herself now, so don't worry about her tossing."
"Eh?"
An Rushuang froze slightly and turned to look at Anyang.
Anyang leaned closer to her ear and whispered, "I went to the palace the day before yesterday and was grabbed by Mingxi for something. She probably has no face to go out these days."
An Rushuang became more and more curious. Why did Princess Mingxi Anyang's things and still had no face to go out?
Could there be a trap on that thing early?
Thinking about it this way, she looked at Anyang's eyes with a bit of smile. This girl is quite a thief now.
However, by the middle of this banquet, Mingxi was still here. It seemed that the trap was not so harsh.
When everyone was drinking tea, they heard a ‘Princess Driving’!