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The Fourth Lady novel Chapter 126

When Mu Zhimin and Xuanyuan Yuning saw Luo Yixin, they replied with a smile, "No need to bow. Since you're Qingyan's friend, between us, no need to be so formal."

"Big sister, you came. The Princess and Junzhu were very good to us." When Su Qingcong saw Su Qingyan, he ran over and jumped into her arms. "Moreover, the Princess even gave me my favorite pastry to eat."

Qingyan crouched down and took out a handkerchief to wipe the oil stains from the corner of his mouth, "It's good that you like them. When the time comes, you also need to properly follow by their side, okay?"

Su Qingcong earnestly nodded at her, then afterwards, continued to play on the side.

Mu Zhimin walked up next to Qingyan with a smile, "Qingyan, I noticed that recently, fourth brother has been pretty busy. Do you know why?"

Hearing Mu Zhimin's words, Qingyan thought for a moment, probably busy because of the matter with Xiuran. After all, the Dragon Gate Banquet tonight is destined to be a restless night. As for whether or not Xiuran's plans will succeed, that will most likely be up to the heavens.

Qingyan looked to Mu Zhimin and shook her head, "I'm not very clear either. But princess should know."

"Qingyan, you don't need to call me princess, just directly call me Ning'er." Xuanyuan Yuning look to Qingyan smiling, "Not just fourth brother is busy, even sixth brother is so busy sometimes that you can't even see his shadow. Lately, big brother Jingxuan also comes to the palace frequently."

"Your relationship sure is good." Luo Yixin look to them smiling, "Yan'er, can I also become a part of your group?"

Qingyan walked over next to Luo Yixin and pulled her over, "Naturally you can. Else, I wouldn't have pulled you here. Besides, mother and (maternal) aunt also have their own pleasures. We'll just look for our own fun."

Hearing Qingyan's words, Luo Yixin laughed, "You're right, but I really didn't think that this Imperial Garden would have this beautiful of a scenery. Clearly it's not even the season for plum blossoms to bloom, yet it's able to make the plum blossoms bloom so beautifully.

"I heard fourth brother say, this method of making the plum blossoms bloom was told to him by big brother Jingxuan. As for the person behind big brother Jingxuan, we'll know when the time comes." Mu Zhimin said as she intentionally or otherwise look towards Qingyan.

Qingyan stared at the plum blossoms in the Imperial Garden and curled her lips into smile. A few days ago, Murong Jingxuan certainly did inquire her about how to let the budding plum flowers blossom. So she thought up this method. However, looking at it now, this method seems pretty good too.

"Seeing the plum flowers blossom so beautifully, let's use plum flowers as the theme and come up with poetry, how about it?" Mu Zhimin looked to everyone grinning, "However, I'm usually not interested in literature, so the verses I come up with will certainly not be as good."

"Alright, alright! Last time, during the Talent Conference, Qingyan showed off brilliantly. How about we start with Qingyan today?" Xuanyuan Yuning looked to Qingyan with an eager look.

"How about you all go first. Let me think for a bit." Qingyan looked to the plum flowers smiling.

"Than I'll go first, just let Qingyan think about it. When time comes, if it's not good, don't punish me, okay." Mu Zhimin spoke as she faced Qingyan with a smile, and Qingyan nodded in response.

"Modestly keeping to oneself, not going mad. Facing the cold and proud snow in silence."

"Minmin's verses aren't bad! Aiya, if only I had this kind of literary talent too." Xuanyuan Yuning said as she too recited the verses she was thinking of in her heart: "Hundred flowers finish falling, the plum flower blooms. White snow covers all in sliver."

Luo Yixin also looked to Qingyan with smiles in her eyes and recited her verse.

"Cold snowy winds dances outside the window, just see the plum flower unyielding in the cold."

Truthfully speaking, aside from hearing Mu Zhimin's verse in the very beginning, Qingyan didn't hear the following, Xuanyuan Yuning and Luo Yixin's verses. It was as if she was thinking of something through this plum flower orchard. At that time, there was a plum flower orchard like this too. He would sit under the plum flower tree, playing her favorite song, [Three Lane Plum Flower].

Just when Mu Zhimin wanted to call out Qingyan's name, she heard Qingyan slowly open her mouth saying:

"Pure white snow falling continuously. Dense fog, dense feelings. The frosty moon quietly hides away, red plum flower seeps into the heart."

"Good poem, good poem. Who would have thought a rough person like Su Yun, would have a daughter with this kind of literary talent."

Hearing this voice, everyone turned their head and saw a middle aged man standing nearby. This middle aged man wore a bright yellow court robe, and standing next to him was precisely Su Yun.

Hearing Hongjia Emperor praising his own daughter like such, he spoke with a smile and shamelessly accepted Hongjia Emperor's praise. "Naturally my daughter is the best."

"Greetings your Majesty, long live the Emperor for thousands of thousands of years." Qingyan and the others all bowed to pay respect to Hongjia Emperor.

Hongjia Emperor waved his big hand, "You may rise."

This could be considered the first time meeting Hongjia Emperor for Qingyan. Hongjia Emperor was more sturdier than she'd imagined. This is most likely because of Qilian Yuran's care. No matter what, in Qilian Yuran's heart there's still Xuanyuan Hong (Emperor's actual name). After all, at that time, it was also Qilian Yuran who was determined to marry to a foreign country.

It's just a pity that before her death, she wasn't able to see Qilian Yuran again.

"You're Su Yun's daughter, Su Qingyan?" Hongjia Emperor walked up before Qingyan and asked in a clear voice.

Qingyan looked to him smiling, "This subject-daughter is precisely General's daughter, Su Qingyan."

Hongjia Emperor lifted his hand and patted her head, "Indeed a descendant of a martial family!"

Qingyan didn't lift her head to see Hongjia Emperor's expression, only smiling in reply, "This subject-daughter is unworthy of such praise."

"Imperial aunt also praised you in front of me before."

The imperial aunt Hongjia Emperor spoke of should be Chunyuan Princess without a doubt. Qingyan spoke still carrying a smile, "It is this subject-daughter's good fortune to be able to be liked by her Highness, the Elder Princess."

Hongjia Emperor also immediately became fond of Su Qingyan before him. He felt Su Qingyan shared a bit of similarities with Qilian Qingyan. Although he's never met Qilian Qingyan, but for some reason, he could sense from her a strangely familiar feeling.

When he thought of Qilian Qingyan, he recalled Qilian Yuran again. If she could also come and attend today's Dragon Gate Banquet, how great would that be.

Seems it has already been five years since he's last seen her?

"Imperial father, so you were in the Imperial Gardens! You've caused this son so much trouble looking for you."

Hearing this voice come through, everyone turned their head around to see Xuanyuan Yukai energetically running over, not the least bit like an imperial prince. "Imperial father, I heard from fourth brother, consort-mother is willing to attend tonight's Dragon Gate Banquet."

When Hongjia Emperor heard this, on the surface he remained calmed, but his heart was blooming with happiness. "Sixth son, is this for real? Your consort-mother is really willing to attend tonight's Dragon Gate Banquet?"

Xuanyuan Yukai looked to Hongjia Emperor and smiled while nodding, "That is of course. But fourth brother said, don't let any fighting and scheming happen during the Dragon Gate Banquet. You know consort-mother has always hated this. If something like that happens, I suppose it's be another long while before you can see consort-mother again." Xuanyuan Yukai said.

Seeing Xuanyuan Yukai not being serious, Hongjia Emperor patted his head, "You little brat, you actually even dare to make fun of your imperial father."

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