The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 1238 Chapter 1238: Prepare for War, Recuperate (17)

Naturally?

What's up?

Except for Han Yan, everyone else looked inexplicable, and the second husband Monk was scratching his head, wondering why his main character suddenly made this statement.

This group of guys were addicted to the previous performances, and they all smiled on the bright side. They had damaged each other in their hearts, and naturally did not notice the conversation between the Han and his wife. Han Yan was so shocked that he was so sweaty that he suddenly felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

Mrs. Han was also startled. She was quite embarrassed with embarrassment and did not dare to look up and face Jiang Yanji.

Han Yan's seat is not very backward, but he is not too far forward, there is still more than ten feet away from Jiang Yanji.

The couple both deliberately kept their voices down, except for the eldest son who sat obediently, no one else could hear.

Mrs. Han has a proud personality, but not without a slight wink.

Privately speaking that Jiang Yanji is not good and being caught badly behind her is caught, the two are completely different.

Rao is Mrs. Han's extensive knowledge. She has experienced countless feasts of all sizes, and she has a superb wrist to deal with various emergencies. The head of the tongue that can speak the word is knotted and can't spit out even a word--

The thin sweat on her forehead, even if rouge was smeared on her face, could not hide the majesty on her face.

She has been a focal point in the circle of aristocratic women and relatives since she was a child. Everyone held her and let her. Her head was always high, but she was sweating in shock because of another woman's few words. Frightened. Fear is both hate and angry.

However, no matter how scornful Liu Yan is in front of the clan family, this cannot change the fact that she has become the strongest prince.

And she--

No matter how powerful she is, it is just that the inner house is relatively horizontal, and it is not enough to look at Jiang Yanji.

"What's the matter with you?" Jiang Yanji didn't set her eyes on the Han Han couple. If she did this, the group of people present wouldn't even know it. Instead, it made Han Yan difficult to be a man. Xie Wai, "I just suddenly remembered what Zixiao asked me before the New Year's banquet, before he winked at me again ... oh, for fear that I lied to him and violated his previous promise-"

Wei Ci was suddenly named. There was no strange color on his face, but he smiled and took the stubble.

"Sir, this is no strange reminder. I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and naturally remember--"

Today's Wei Ci changed into a warm, thick-toned, thick shirt, which dilutes the original alienation. In the words of the audience in the live broadcast, today's Wei Ci thief is friendly and thief. He didn't know what was going on, but he could catch up.

There was no doubt that everyone had him. After all, the cooperation between Wei Ci and Jiang Yanji was seamless. No one except Han and his wife knew what was going on.

Instead, a few literate ministers sitting in the countermeasures noticed something faintly.

After all, no matter how fast the Han and his wife reacted, they still left clues.

The **** let his eyes back, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he happened to be empty, and he looked down.

His daughter-in-law "steals" his lupine, and her hand has not reached back, but stops awkwardly in the air.

"Jinghui--"

The **** let the thin lips lighten, and the girl drew back her neck, carefully putting the fan back into his hands.

"Yang Niang is right, this fan is the lifeblood of Dad, and she can't leave her all the time."

The snow outside hadn't melted yet. The banquet was on fire, but his father's painting style was different. He also held a fan in his hand, and not only took him as a fan, but also ruthlessly blown off the heating around her. If it weren't too cold, she wouldn't sneak up to "steal" Daddy's fan.

The **** added a little embarrassment to his expression and raised his hand to put the fan behind his waist.

After all, it has been a habit for many years. I don't hold anything in my hand, and I always feel that I am weak.

Seeing his embarrassment and uncomfortable **** Wei's, he passed his hand over.

With the cover of wide sleeves, the couple held their little hands without anyone for a long time.

Eunuch Jinghui looked at their interaction inexplicably.

"Jinghui?"

Sun Wen squatted in Beijiang (Beizhou) for almost two years. Because of the New Year feast, he made a special trip back to Maruzhou and reported his job by the way.

The cute little grandson Sun Lanlan sat nicely next to him, making the old man feel unprecedented happiness.

but--

Sun Lan, the child couldn't sit still, always twisted slightly, from time to time, his head went to the seat next to him.

Eunuch Jinghui heard Sun Lan calling her, and temporarily left that strange emotion behind her head, smiling in response to the call of her little friend.

Sun Wen saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart.

"Lan Lan likes that little girl?"

Sun Lan blushed and said, "Jinghui is okay. I often take care of my grandchildren, of course they like them."

Sun Wendao, "I like to go to like, but that eunuch's official certificate is not easy to deal with-"

Sun Lan was puzzled.

What does he like Jinghui have to do with Jinghui's father?

"I'll know it later." Sun Wenyi laughed. "If you like it, spend more time with that little girl and don't bully others."

Sun Wen also discovered that his grandson's personality has become much more optimistic in the past two years.

As a grandson, there is nothing more important than a grandson in this world.

What grandson likes is what he likes.

The **** made it a little difficult to deal with--

But it is not impossible to deal with it!

The grandson and grandson whispered, and the eunuchs who were separated by some distance seemed to feel something. Yu Guang glanced at them.

At this time, the **** asked to hear his main character say—

"Today's performance, we need to find something to filial piety."

The **** immediately turned his attention back to the banquet, and his protagonist got up from the banquet and seemed to perform something.

Jiang Yanji asked Wei Ci to borrow something. Where would he refuse?

With green lights all the way, Jiang Yanji successfully borrowed Wei Ci's flute and his "daughter".

Everyone was confused, when did Wei Ci have a girl?

He doesn't even have a wife!

Could it be an illegitimate daughter who tossed out during a war?

A few insiders looked at Wei Ci and then looked at their own protagonist, for fear that a good New Year's banquet would become a Shura field.

The client, Wei Ci, was surprised at first, and then showed a bit of inexplicable expression. Her ears became red and red at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Wei Ci had teased that the iron-eater was the daughter of Jiang Yanji, and now Jiang Yanji teased in public, didn't he say that the iron-eater was their daughter? Others don't know the details, just looking at the excitement, but Wei Ci, as an informed person, has a feeling of sitting on a needle.

He was teased in the public court, and he was ashamed of himself.

After a while, the maid came up holding a black and white dumpling, and the dumpling's black eyes were pure and clean.

As soon as it landed, it twisted its hips and crawled quickly towards familiar people.

Jiang Yanji smiled and took a jade flute.

Seeing this situation, Feng Zhen and others opened their minds and suddenly remembered the battle of the Cangzhou Gaoyue tribe. Although he can guard the beast, the protagonist's musical talent is really dare not be complimented.

Everyone had expected the results.

(End of this chapter)