After Li Zhiyi became more and more confident in her pregnancy, no one dared to invite her at the banquet. She had a lot of free time to continue taking over the affairs of the government.
The old lady is completely in charge of things now, just waiting to hold her great-grandson. Only Mrs. Tang and Li Zhiyi are in charge of the mansion.
Mr. Tang received a transfer order last year and was preparing to take office in Qizhou, 500 miles away from the capital in August this year. Mrs. Tang naturally had to follow him, and the burden of managing the Marquis's Mansion naturally fell on Li Zhiyi's head.
The door creaked and opened a crack. Li Zhiyi looked up from the book. The tall man came in with a frost in his arms. He closed the door tightly with his backhand before walking towards the inside.
What are the marquis busy with when he goes out today? Li Zhiyi wants to get up and give Tang Wenxu a wide dress. Tang Wenxu holds her down, takes off his cloak and hand it to the maid
Don't worry, it's not about drinking flower wine. Tang Wenxu was leaning on the couch, and his index finger hooked the beauty's cheeks.
He has thought a lot these days, probably because he was acting erratic before, which made her feel uneasy.
In the future, the Marquis will not go to that kind of place
Tang Wenxu's eyes lit up a little: Are you jealous?
I'm afraid that the Marquis will come back from where he is injured. Li Zhiyi glanced at him and put the book on the small table next to him.
Just a small injury. Tang Wenxu claimed that he was not a greedy person who was afraid of death, and he also did not think that there was any obstacle for a man to have some scars on his body.
Li Zhiyi could hear that he didn't care
Tang Wenxu was used to being free and was less bound by family. He often did not hesitate to take risks in order to achieve his goals, and he could get rid of danger every time.
But he fell into trouble with her last time, and he didn't dare to take risks with her, but he would still take risks with himself.
Li Zhiyi stroked his stomach, thinking
Within two days, Tang Wenxu received the news that His Majesty was going to hold a banquet, and at the same time, there was also news that the envoy of Ziju Kingdom visited Da Yàn.
With the help of the Great Yàn, Zijuguo quickly defeated the Guardian Army and eliminated the rebellion. The old king of Zijuguo abdicated and gave the country to the prince Dou Ying, who was the desire of the people.
After Dou Ying ascended the throne, he couldn't get out of business and was busy, so he specially sent ministers to visit the Royal Family on his behalf.
Since the old king of Ziju Kingdom ascended the throne, the two countries have not had much contact. They usually do not interfere with the rivers, because Ziju Kingdom's rebels have had another interaction.
Yun Yan attached great importance to it, so he simply changed the name of the celebration banquet and changed the specifications to celebrate the joint efforts of the two countries to repel the defending army and restore the old feast.
As the wife of the Marquis of Xuanwu, Li Zhiyi naturally had to attend.
She hasn't dressed up like this for a long time. She looked at it in front of the dim bronze mirror again: Alin, am I fat again
Alin said honestly: Alin feels that his wife can now support the momentum of this outfit.
The beauty in the mirror became softer and more rounded because of pregnancy. She laughed: Alin is getting more and more able to speak and muttered: She is indeed a little fatter. There is no way. Mr. Sun said that the fetus is weak. She ate more so that the baby can have nutrition.
A warm chest suddenly touched the back. Li Zhiyi turned his head and saw that Alin had already retreated far away. The maids looked at their noses and noses, but they didn't dare to look up.
It is better to eat a little more rounded, so as not to see my father-in-law and doubt that I will treat you well
The Marquis said repeatedly that I am fat, why...well?
Li Zhiyi lowered his head, and suddenly a string of lilac pearl chains appeared between his neck, and there was a faint body temperature on the beads.
It's for your husband, it's not, I dare not. The low voice with a smile makes me begging for mercy and a touch of beauty is revealed in vain.
Li Zhiyi raised her head slightly and met the smiling eyes in the photo: Very beautiful
But does the marquis think that this can coax me?
Of course not
No matter how gorgeous the world is, it can't stand the wife. Tang Wenxu looked deeply at a pair of figures in the mirror.
Li Zhiyi thought he had resistance to this person's injustice, but he could not resist his serious words.
Li Zhiyi pushed him away, and Gu Zi put his mirror in a few similar jewelry, but the slightly blurred mirror could not blur the light redness
By the time, many luxurious frames had been parked outside the palace, including some people dressed in aliens, probably from Ziju Guo's mission.
The leading man seemed to recognize Tang Wenxu and said hello to him.
Tang Wenxu was generous and generous to the Han rituals
He lowered his head and bit his ears with the woman beside him: That is the left minister of Zi Juguo
Li Zhiyi instantly noticed several gazes around him falling on them, and some of them were the wives Li Zhiyi met at the banquet. She smiled politely and went back.
They wish your husband fell down, but you still smiled at them
Li Zhiyi's eyes were burning: Of course, they should laugh. They watched you walk on the tip of the knife, hoping for the collapse of the Xuanwu Hou Mansion, but they will soon understand that the smiles at them will turn into slaps that will shave on their faces in the future.
Tang Wenxu was shook his eyes by her, and he thought about it, and he didn't avoid so many people watching him. Anyway, he was used to being free in the eyes of everyone, so he hugged Li Zhiyi's waist and left.
The intimacy between the two fell into everyone's eyes, and some people sneered in their hearts that Tang Wenxu was still arrogant in the face of the current situation.
In the mission of Ziju Country, there was a person full of fun
Xiao Xiang, who is the Lord Xuanwu you are talking about?
Xiao Moxiu sets his hand and whispers to a servant dressed up by his side: The king of the Great Yàn has made no clear statement, don't contact him
The man seemed to be making trouble with the serious Xiao Xiang, sneered in a rough voice, raised his little face, and looked at Xiao Mo with a pair of dark eyebrows: Why? I fell in love with him
Xiao Mo looked at Liang Yu in the distance with a blank expression, but did not meet those sly eyes: Your Highness, don't joke
The highness in Xiao Mo's mouth smiled and bent his eyes successfully: Didn't Xiao Xiang even tell me not to reveal his identity? Why did this public talk to him?
Seeing Xiao Mo's face as cold as a snow mountain, Dou Yun curled his lips: Huh, the boring old man
The couple of Xuanwu Hou walked slowly on the long palace road
Li Zhiyi looked at the vermilion palace on both sides and looked at the man beside him, and he couldn't help but feel like the times changed.
Once she walked behind Tang Wenxu, looking at the two long and endless palace walls, full of worries about the future
At this moment, the eyes behind her were like rays, but she no longer had the erratic feeling of lingeringness.
The banquet was set up in the magnificent Luan Jade Hall. Emperor Jinghui on the imperial throne was wearing a purple robe with a jade belt wrapped around his waist and a crown hanging down. He was only ten years old, but he didn't see any greenness in every move. He looked at the various aspects of the hall calmly.
Li Zhiyi looked at the dancers who were so good at the center of the hall, sighing that the banquet had indeed invested a lot of material and manpower.
However, since the great power of the Gentiles has a rich national strength, they will show the national prestige of the great power.
Xiao Mo, the left prime minister of Zi, generously submitted the letter of the country and talked with Emperor Jinghui for a few words. He spoke without missing a word. The two of them made a few words of cleverness, but they didn't get the answer they wanted. In addition, they were in harmony.
A song and dance end in a conversation with each other
The emperor praised the golden mouth and threatened to reward him, but did not say what he rewarded him
The dancers did not dare to retreat, knelt on the gorgeous carpet, waiting for Emperor Jinghui to write a message
Emperor Jinghui looked in the direction of Tang Wenxu: This time, the Marquis of Xuanwu has made great contributions to retreating to the enemy. Why not I would like to reward you with these singers? Yun Yan on the imperial throne smiled on his lips, and his eyes were blocked, and his tone was like a joke.
First, he asked to reward the dancer, and then rewarded the dancer to the Marquis of Xuanwu. Doesn’t this mean that the Marquis of Xuanwu are “rewards”? If they were not present, would the few present take it seriously?
Xiao Mo's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly shocked. The conflict between the new king and the young powerful minister had reached this point?
Li Zhiyi also looked at Tang Wenxu. He did not tell her this, but she guessed that he would refuse and "intensify" the conflict between the monarch and the ministers.
She was about to withdraw her gaze, but was attracted by a gaze.
A servant beside Xiao Mo is still dressed as a man
She looked at her with such a bold look.
The little waiter's eyes turned to Tang Wenxu again, and he was very interested.
Li Zhiyi browed and felt that he had guessed something amazing.
The old lady is completely in charge of things now, just waiting to hold her great-grandson. Only Mrs. Tang and Li Zhiyi are in charge of the mansion.
Mr. Tang received a transfer order last year and was preparing to take office in Qizhou, 500 miles away from the capital in August this year. Mrs. Tang naturally had to follow him, and the burden of managing the Marquis's Mansion naturally fell on Li Zhiyi's head.
The door creaked and opened a crack. Li Zhiyi looked up from the book. The tall man came in with a frost in his arms. He closed the door tightly with his backhand before walking towards the inside.
What are the marquis busy with when he goes out today? Li Zhiyi wants to get up and give Tang Wenxu a wide dress. Tang Wenxu holds her down, takes off his cloak and hand it to the maid
Don't worry, it's not about drinking flower wine. Tang Wenxu was leaning on the couch, and his index finger hooked the beauty's cheeks.
He has thought a lot these days, probably because he was acting erratic before, which made her feel uneasy.
In the future, the Marquis will not go to that kind of place
Tang Wenxu's eyes lit up a little: Are you jealous?
I'm afraid that the Marquis will come back from where he is injured. Li Zhiyi glanced at him and put the book on the small table next to him.
Just a small injury. Tang Wenxu claimed that he was not a greedy person who was afraid of death, and he also did not think that there was any obstacle for a man to have some scars on his body.
Li Zhiyi could hear that he didn't care
Tang Wenxu was used to being free and was less bound by family. He often did not hesitate to take risks in order to achieve his goals, and he could get rid of danger every time.
But he fell into trouble with her last time, and he didn't dare to take risks with her, but he would still take risks with himself.
Li Zhiyi stroked his stomach, thinking
Within two days, Tang Wenxu received the news that His Majesty was going to hold a banquet, and at the same time, there was also news that the envoy of Ziju Kingdom visited Da Yàn.
With the help of the Great Yàn, Zijuguo quickly defeated the Guardian Army and eliminated the rebellion. The old king of Zijuguo abdicated and gave the country to the prince Dou Ying, who was the desire of the people.
After Dou Ying ascended the throne, he couldn't get out of business and was busy, so he specially sent ministers to visit the Royal Family on his behalf.
Since the old king of Ziju Kingdom ascended the throne, the two countries have not had much contact. They usually do not interfere with the rivers, because Ziju Kingdom's rebels have had another interaction.
Yun Yan attached great importance to it, so he simply changed the name of the celebration banquet and changed the specifications to celebrate the joint efforts of the two countries to repel the defending army and restore the old feast.
As the wife of the Marquis of Xuanwu, Li Zhiyi naturally had to attend.
She hasn't dressed up like this for a long time. She looked at it in front of the dim bronze mirror again: Alin, am I fat again
Alin said honestly: Alin feels that his wife can now support the momentum of this outfit.
The beauty in the mirror became softer and more rounded because of pregnancy. She laughed: Alin is getting more and more able to speak and muttered: She is indeed a little fatter. There is no way. Mr. Sun said that the fetus is weak. She ate more so that the baby can have nutrition.
A warm chest suddenly touched the back. Li Zhiyi turned his head and saw that Alin had already retreated far away. The maids looked at their noses and noses, but they didn't dare to look up.
It is better to eat a little more rounded, so as not to see my father-in-law and doubt that I will treat you well
The Marquis said repeatedly that I am fat, why...well?
Li Zhiyi lowered his head, and suddenly a string of lilac pearl chains appeared between his neck, and there was a faint body temperature on the beads.
It's for your husband, it's not, I dare not. The low voice with a smile makes me begging for mercy and a touch of beauty is revealed in vain.
Li Zhiyi raised her head slightly and met the smiling eyes in the photo: Very beautiful
But does the marquis think that this can coax me?
Of course not
No matter how gorgeous the world is, it can't stand the wife. Tang Wenxu looked deeply at a pair of figures in the mirror.
Li Zhiyi thought he had resistance to this person's injustice, but he could not resist his serious words.
Li Zhiyi pushed him away, and Gu Zi put his mirror in a few similar jewelry, but the slightly blurred mirror could not blur the light redness
By the time, many luxurious frames had been parked outside the palace, including some people dressed in aliens, probably from Ziju Guo's mission.
The leading man seemed to recognize Tang Wenxu and said hello to him.
Tang Wenxu was generous and generous to the Han rituals
He lowered his head and bit his ears with the woman beside him: That is the left minister of Zi Juguo
Li Zhiyi instantly noticed several gazes around him falling on them, and some of them were the wives Li Zhiyi met at the banquet. She smiled politely and went back.
They wish your husband fell down, but you still smiled at them
Li Zhiyi's eyes were burning: Of course, they should laugh. They watched you walk on the tip of the knife, hoping for the collapse of the Xuanwu Hou Mansion, but they will soon understand that the smiles at them will turn into slaps that will shave on their faces in the future.
Tang Wenxu was shook his eyes by her, and he thought about it, and he didn't avoid so many people watching him. Anyway, he was used to being free in the eyes of everyone, so he hugged Li Zhiyi's waist and left.
The intimacy between the two fell into everyone's eyes, and some people sneered in their hearts that Tang Wenxu was still arrogant in the face of the current situation.
In the mission of Ziju Country, there was a person full of fun
Xiao Xiang, who is the Lord Xuanwu you are talking about?
Xiao Moxiu sets his hand and whispers to a servant dressed up by his side: The king of the Great Yàn has made no clear statement, don't contact him
The man seemed to be making trouble with the serious Xiao Xiang, sneered in a rough voice, raised his little face, and looked at Xiao Mo with a pair of dark eyebrows: Why? I fell in love with him
Xiao Mo looked at Liang Yu in the distance with a blank expression, but did not meet those sly eyes: Your Highness, don't joke
The highness in Xiao Mo's mouth smiled and bent his eyes successfully: Didn't Xiao Xiang even tell me not to reveal his identity? Why did this public talk to him?
Seeing Xiao Mo's face as cold as a snow mountain, Dou Yun curled his lips: Huh, the boring old man
The couple of Xuanwu Hou walked slowly on the long palace road
Li Zhiyi looked at the vermilion palace on both sides and looked at the man beside him, and he couldn't help but feel like the times changed.
Once she walked behind Tang Wenxu, looking at the two long and endless palace walls, full of worries about the future
At this moment, the eyes behind her were like rays, but she no longer had the erratic feeling of lingeringness.
The banquet was set up in the magnificent Luan Jade Hall. Emperor Jinghui on the imperial throne was wearing a purple robe with a jade belt wrapped around his waist and a crown hanging down. He was only ten years old, but he didn't see any greenness in every move. He looked at the various aspects of the hall calmly.
Li Zhiyi looked at the dancers who were so good at the center of the hall, sighing that the banquet had indeed invested a lot of material and manpower.
However, since the great power of the Gentiles has a rich national strength, they will show the national prestige of the great power.
Xiao Mo, the left prime minister of Zi, generously submitted the letter of the country and talked with Emperor Jinghui for a few words. He spoke without missing a word. The two of them made a few words of cleverness, but they didn't get the answer they wanted. In addition, they were in harmony.
A song and dance end in a conversation with each other
The emperor praised the golden mouth and threatened to reward him, but did not say what he rewarded him
The dancers did not dare to retreat, knelt on the gorgeous carpet, waiting for Emperor Jinghui to write a message
Emperor Jinghui looked in the direction of Tang Wenxu: This time, the Marquis of Xuanwu has made great contributions to retreating to the enemy. Why not I would like to reward you with these singers? Yun Yan on the imperial throne smiled on his lips, and his eyes were blocked, and his tone was like a joke.
First, he asked to reward the dancer, and then rewarded the dancer to the Marquis of Xuanwu. Doesn’t this mean that the Marquis of Xuanwu are “rewards”? If they were not present, would the few present take it seriously?
Xiao Mo's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly shocked. The conflict between the new king and the young powerful minister had reached this point?
Li Zhiyi also looked at Tang Wenxu. He did not tell her this, but she guessed that he would refuse and "intensify" the conflict between the monarch and the ministers.
She was about to withdraw her gaze, but was attracted by a gaze.
A servant beside Xiao Mo is still dressed as a man
She looked at her with such a bold look.
The little waiter's eyes turned to Tang Wenxu again, and he was very interested.
Li Zhiyi browed and felt that he had guessed something amazing.
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