75Chapter 75 Family Dinner

Mu Hanzhang would not be fooled by him, so he squinted his eyes and thought for a moment: "I would know even if you didn't tell me.

"What?" Jing Shao looked at the smiling look in his eyes, like a cat that had done something bad, and felt his heart become more and more itchy.

"You must have told my father that you are inhumane and it would be a shame to take a concubine again." Mu Hanzhang whispered in his ear.

"..." Jing Shao was stunned for a moment, narrowing his eyes dangerously, "Are you doubting me?"

"I'm just guessing...ah..." Before Mu Hanzhang could finish speaking, his clothes were roughly pulled open, and a piece of warmth suddenly attached to his chest. After the sharp pain, there was indescribable pleasure, forcing him to lower his head. Groaned.

Jing Shao let go of the pitiful little thing in his mouth, and pressed the struggling hands of the man beneath him to his head: "Whether this king can be humane or not, I will let you personally verify it now."

"Don't make trouble, I have to see Brother Zhou in the afternoon, um..." When Mu Hanzhang saw that Jing Shao was serious, he couldn't help but want to shrink back, but the person on him obviously had no intention of letting him go.

Regardless of the fact that his princess had admitted that he could be humane, Jing Shao was determined to prove his ability, so he ruined a good nap.

"Uh...slow...slow down...ah..." Mu Hanzhang clenched the pillow tightly, and was forced to tilt his neck back by the continuous rapid attacks of the person on top of him. His slender legs placed on Jing Shao's waist, Trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Jing Shao slowed down his movements, climbed up a little, kissed the slightly parted lips, letting the person beneath him take a breath, then slowly retreated to the entrance, and then plunged his entire length in.

Mu Hanzhang grabbed the sheets. Every time the person on him repeated it, his body twitched. The feeling was so strong that he couldn't scream at all. This was repeated more than ten times, and the fast attack just now started again.

The alternation of speed and slowness almost brought tears to those beautiful eyes.

The man in his arms was still trembling, Jing Shao kissed away a drop of clear tears he shed at the last moment, and stroked the top of his hair over and over again. The two of them were immersed in the wonderful aftertaste, and it took them a while to come back to their senses.

"How about it, do you know how powerful it is?" Jing Shao smiled and nibbled on that beautiful collarbone.

Mu Hanzhang glared at him angrily and did not intend to answer. No matter what he said at this time, he would use it as an excuse to do it again.

That glare with red eyes was really not intimidating. Jing Shao smiled proudly and slowly withdrew.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang frowned and breathed a sigh of relief, "What is going on? Can you tell me now?"

Jing Shao lay down on his side and hugged her into his arms with a smile: "Look, it would have been fine if you had just obeyed and kissed me from the beginning. It took so much effort on my part." As he said this, he stretched out his hand and slid it there. I patted my tender butt.

Mu Hanzhang blushed when he slapped him, grabbed the hand and threw it out of the quilt, turned around and ignored him.

Jing Shao leaned over and hugged the person from behind. He was afraid that he would really annoy his princess and have to sleep with Xiao Huang tonight, so he honestly stopped messing around and said, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore." He buried his nose in his arms. On the middle man's neck, greedily sucking in the faint fragrance mixed with the smell of sweat, he roughly recounted what happened in the court today.

"You mean, you want to make me a marquis?" Mu Hanzhang was stunned for a moment and said slowly.

"Yes, the title has not been decided yet. I will ask my brother to choose one that suits your temperament, but it must be more prestigious than the Marquis of Beiwei!" Jing Shao said proudly.

Being a marquis means that he will be qualified to enter the court in the future, it means that his talent has been recognized, and it also means that when his father is gone, he has the right to bring his mother into the house as an old lady... Marrying to King Cheng cannot be a skill. I originally thought that this would be the case for the rest of my life. Later, when history books mentioned that she was just a "concubine" attached to others, I didn't expect that there would be a turn of events!

Although after communicating with Jing Shao, Mu Hanzhang was no longer obsessed with the imperial examination, but as a man, who doesn't want to make contributions and leave a name in history?

Jing Shao talked to himself for a long time, but found that the person in his arms had not responded, so he picked up his shoulder to look, and saw his princess burying half of her face in the pillow, smiling secretly.

Seeing Jun Qing like this, Jing Shao couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth as he did, but a pain gradually arose in his heart. His Jun Qing originally had the talent to become a prince and prime minister, but his wings were broken several times. Originally, she wanted to pester him again, but when the soreness came up, the burning heat subsided, and she hugged him into her arms: "When the account is banned, I will have someone change the door header and write ' Cheng Wang so-and-so's residence."

"Yeah." Mu Hanzhang responded.

"Oh, and also, tear down the Xiyuan and build it into a viewing garden. Xiao Huang will also have a place to hunt in the future." Jing Shao took the hand of the person next to him and clasped his shiny fingers to calculate.

Mu Hanzhang raised his eyebrows. Shouldn't Xiyuan be changed into the Marquis's courtyard? No matter how bad it is, it should be converted into a guest room. How can it be converted into a garden? But Jing Shao was talking happily, so he didn't try to expose him.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month is the Lantern Festival.

There was no need to go to court that day, so Jing Shao slept with his princess in his arms until about three o'clock in the morning, until he was woken up by Xiao Huang who sneaked in.

"Wow!" Xiao Huang stood beside the bed, tilted his head and looked at the two people on the bed for a while, then slowly squatted and jumped!

Jumping on the large bed, the little tiger tilted his head, rubbed his head against Mu Hanzhang's cheek, and then lay on Jing Shao's chest.

"It really doesn't stop for a moment," Jing Shao sat up and pushed the tiger off his body, "Brother may go to Jiangnan next month. Then he will take this guy to Wading Garden and raise it with Gu Huaiqing."

Mu Hanzhang also sat up and pinched the little tiger's round ears. Xiao Huang shook his head, then lay on his back and whispered to him: "But if I'm not around for a year or two, it will definitely not recognize me." In the past six months, he has been used to the little tiger being around every day, and he really doesn't want to give it to the King of Huainan.

"I'm just talking casually." Seeing his own princess showing an embarrassment, Jing Shao immediately softened his heart and quickly changed his words.

The two of them washed up and went to Huiwei Tower because there was a palace banquet in the evening.

"I was delayed yesterday," Jing Shao explained casually, "I don't have to go to court today, and Minister Xiao didn't come to help?"

There is a lantern festival in the capital today, and the restaurant's business must be good. At this moment, the guests who have lunch have not started to sit down, and the boss Zhou, who is wearing a bright pink, is holding a basin in the lobby to make Yuanxiao: "It's a rare day off, let him sleep a little longer at home." Zhou Jin smiled and asked the waiter to serve them a bowl of Yuanxiao.

"I heard that the Earl of Yongchang broke a set of cups and plates after returning home yesterday, and the wife of the Earl of Yongchang said she would go to the Queen to reason." Zhou Jin smiled and told him the gossip he heard yesterday.

Mu Hanzhang swallowed a mouthful of Yuanxiao: "You definitely can't enter the palace today, there will be a palace banquet in the evening."

"Ha, the wife of the Earl of Yongchang is famous for being unyielding. The prince beat the Earl of Yongchang, and I'm afraid he will be scolded for half a year." Zhou Jin shook his head. If he can't enter the palace today, he will definitely go tomorrow, and he will go every day.

Jing Shao didn't care. What kind of storm can a woman stir up.

Mu Hanzhang took note of this matter, and without saying much, he gave Zhou Jin a pair of jadeite Pixiu brought from the southeast, wishing him a fortune. Both Pixiu are the size of eggs, which are just right to wear around the waist, and the color is deep and very beautiful.

Zhou Jin took it readily and returned them a jar of salted duck eggs.

The evening palace banquet, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, was a family banquet, and it was not as grand as the first day of the first lunar month. Only direct relatives within two generations of the royal family could attend.

The queen sat on a high seat, wearing a gorgeous phoenix robe, very noble, and looked coldly at the couple who came hand in hand. Originally, the female family members should sit on the right, but Mu Hanzhang was a man, so he sat with Jing Shao at the second table on the left. The first table was occupied by Jing Chen, the Prince of Rui, who was already seated.

The three men in gorgeous clothes sat together, and that corner suddenly felt lively. Even though the three of them rarely talked, they looked like a large number of people. On the other hand, at the third table, the fourth prince Jing Yu sat alone, silent, and looked very weak.

The queen's willow-leaf eyebrows gradually twisted together. Letting King Cheng marry a male concubine was originally intended to turn the brothers against each other, but Jing Shao not only did not resent his brother, but instead doted on the main concubine. Now he was going to be conferred a title of nobility, which actually gave Jing Chen two helpers!

The palace banquet began. Emperor Hongzheng sat on the upper seat and drank. He could see the expression of the queen and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. After so many years, she was still so unpresentable. Thinking of the dignified and virtuous Queen Yuan, she would personally cook a pot of Yuanxiao for the palace banquet every Lantern Festival, let all the brothers sit at the same table, and share the food one by one. Jing Shao was the most naughty and wanted to eat more after eating a bowl, but Queen Yuan would not prepare more for him, so Jingchen would push his own to his younger brother. Looking at the cold palace banquet now, the emperor suddenly felt lonely and sighed.

According to the convention, the fifteenth night should be spent in the Queen's palace. Emperor Hongzheng drank two more cups and wanted to take a bath and sleep after entering Fengyi Palace.

The Empress Dowager personally helped the Emperor change his clothes. After hesitating for a long time, she couldn't help but speak: "Your Majesty, I know I shouldn't say too much about the affairs of the court, but Jing Shao has no children now. If he is granted the title of Princess Cheng, he will not be able to take concubines in the future. What will happen if he has a child?"

Emperor Hongzheng knew what the Empress's expression was without seeing it. He blocked her long-nailed hand and untied the dragon button near his neck himself: "Jing Shao himself doesn't like women, and it's useless for you to fill his courtyard with concubines." In the past, there were many concubines in the Cheng Palace, but none of them left a child.

"He was still young at that time. Look, Jingyu has been married for half a year and there is still no movement." The queen consort chose her words carefully, "What's more, the title of princess has never been granted in this dynasty. If he wants to attend court in the future, wouldn't it be..."

"Alright!" Emperor Hongzheng felt like a fly was buzzing in his head, and interrupted the queen impatiently, "Do you think I can't hear it? I have my own ideas about court affairs, and I don't need you to interfere."

"Your Majesty, please forgive me!" The queen consort hurriedly saluted, "Your concubine..."

"Don't you just hate the title of princess Cheng?" Emperor Hongzheng threw his removed undershirt on the half-crouching queen consort's face, "If it weren't for your good son's meddling, there would be no need to give the princess a title!"