Abnormal son of 34

  Upon hearing that the most honored guest had arrived, royalty emerged from within the palace.

  "Long live our Emperor, may he live forever!"

  Huā Yù Rǎn bowed down with everyone else to pay their respects. Meanwhile, her son had gone to the outhouse and hadn't returned yet.

  The Emperor of the White Chang Dynasty was about fifty years old, with many children. Among them, apart from Crown Prince Xianwang, there were six other princes. Behind the bright yellow robe, following the Empress and the Crown Prince, there were about twenty concubines and princes and princesses, but no sign of the Empress Dowager.

  The emperor descended from the grand hall steps, followed by the empress and others. They proceeded to the center where officials and nobles of their country knelt on both sides. Except for the emperor, all other members of the imperial family knelt down and paid homage.

  Huā Yù Yán followed the crowd to kowtow on the ground, not daring to raise her head too high to attract attention. She could only use the corner of her eye to secretly look for her son in the direction of the latrine. She hoped that her son would be smart and wait for this commotion to pass before returning. As she swept her gaze over the area, she didn't see her son suddenly running out, and her heart felt slightly more at ease. The range of her vision happened to allow her to see the imperial guards just a few zhang away.

  The emperor's face was solemn, and his eyes seemed to reveal a mixture of excitement and worry, which made Huaxi think of the scene where modern officials lined up to welcome their superiors.

  Not much different.

  Who is this Su E sister? Is her official position higher than that of a national emperor?

  Huayu's eyebrows furrowed as she searched her memory, and to this name, she felt a sense of familiarity, yet strangely couldn't recall any specific impression. Unintentionally, just as she was about to withdraw her gaze, the former fiancé kneeling behind the empress suddenly glanced over, their eyes meeting in a four-way stare.

  In an instant, a spark of electricity flashed between their eyes. Hua Xiyuan had never thought of hiding and had done nothing wrong, so why should she be afraid?

  The wise king slightly sank his eyes, and his white and handsome face couldn't distinguish the color, but it can be seen that he is somewhat displeased with her shameless and unashamed gaze.

  A woman who has been divorced by him and is pregnant with a wild child's child, what kind of confidence does she have?

  So others must have been puzzled too. Since he dislikes her so much, why invite her to the royal banquet?

  Huā Yù Rǎn had somewhat come to a realization, for when she arrived here, those gossipy women's attacks on her and her son would have been unbearable for anyone else, causing them to burst into tears and flee the palace in shame.

  This shows that the man is not only narrow-minded, but also sinister. Her and her son's infamy serve to highlight his wisdom, in order to show off His Highness' magnanimity.

  Hua Xiang'er, who was kneeling in front of him, looked at King Xian, who seemed to be ignoring her, and coldly smiled with a hint of resentment.

  What a cheap woman! Being abandoned by King Xian, she doesn't know shame and actually dares to try to seduce King Xian again. What's even more hateful is that why did King Xian not look at her but instead looked at this cheap woman? Hua Shu'er's wound on her forehead has not healed yet, today she can only use a hairpin to cover it up. During the period of recuperation, King Xian didn't come to visit her even once.

  She wants this cheap person dead!

  The phoenix hairpin on the queen's head moved slightly with the wind, and those closest to her, including Hua Shu'er, hurriedly lowered their heads even further. Hua Xiuyue smiled faintly, feeling as if she was watching a farce.

  Under the scorching sun, the nobles and high-ranking officials of the imperial court, dressed in thick ceremonial robes, knelt on the ground, waiting for Her Majesty to descend from heaven. However, it had been some time now, causing beads of sweat to form on some people's foreheads.

  When distinguished guests arrive, they always have to put on some airs, and at the same time, they are intimidating everyone present.

  Finally, the golden light in the sky gradually became gentle, no longer dazzling, and people could see the goddess appearing in the light. It was a sedan chair, eight palace maids carrying it with reverence, as if they were riding on clouds, but Huaiyu didn't see any clouds under their feet, probably due to their lightness of footwork. They carried the sedan chair from above the imperial palace and descended in front of Emperor Bai Chang of the White Chang Kingdom.

  Such a strange sight, although not truly descending from heaven, but thinking that this is a heavily guarded imperial palace, yet he can come and go without a shadow in the heart of national politics, how can it not make people feel deeply intimidated.

  Eight palace maids stood beside the sedan chair, each with a red tassel and green streamer, three immortal petals on their foreheads, as beautiful as heavenly immortals.

  The Emperor of White Chang stepped forward and crossed his sleeves, bowing his hands: "I, respectfully welcome the arrival of Su Qian Niangniang to visit White Chang."

  The cool breeze of summer blew gently, lifting the four sides of the luxurious sedan chair's golden yellow silk curtains, and people gazed at the woman sitting inside, her profile as perfect as a moonlit engraving, with features like a bas-relief, on top of her hair bun was an inlaid gold phoenix head, jade hairpin, and vermilion tassel, exquisitely carved, shining brightly with golden light, a strand of pearls hanging down, swaying gently in the wind, making a crisp tinkling sound.

  Her cherry lips pursed slightly as she let out a gentle cough: "Please rise, Emperor Xingxiang."

  The emperor's solemn dragon face slightly relaxed, and he followed with a furrowed brow: "I've heard that Your Majesty has been unwell lately, I wonder if you're feeling any better?"

  "Thank you for your concern, Emperor Xianfeng."

  These official clichés, you come and go, Emperor Baichang asks the empress and then the crown prince and princess come to pay their respects. Huajiu Yan hears that they can all fight with their eyelids, generally, when attending a leadership welcome ceremony in modern times, there is no difference, just trying hard to hold up their eyelids.

  When the lady, who was still half hiding her face with a pipa, was willing to come out of the sedan chair and let people see her beauty, Hua Xiyuan's back was already drenched with sweat, and there was no one around her who could surpass her. Thinking about it this way, her son going to the toilet to pee was really too clever. If she had known earlier, she should have gone to pee with her son together.

  A golden hook lifted the silk curtain, and a beautiful woman stepped out of the sedan chair with slow steps. Compared to the shadow that people saw from outside the sedan chair earlier, she was even more delicate and weak by three points. Her water-green leaf skirt trailed on the ground, her face was like an apricot, her eyes were like those of a oriole, and her gaze was as if she was playfully scolding someone. The peerless beauty of the lotus flower emerging from the water left everyone breathless.

  Fortunately, this beauty is delicate but not overbearing, otherwise, how can she be worthy of the four words "virtuous, talented, moral and noble".

  With a dignified demeanor, he walked with steady steps and a gentle smile on his face. He appeared majestic as he walked alongside the Emperor of White Changguo. Although his attire and accessories were not as luxurious as others, his bearing and demeanor surpassed even the Empress of White Changguo and other imperial ladies by a notch.

  Everyone's gaze fell on the goddess-like woman who was surrounded by a halo of light, while the colors of the queen and princesses were like shadows shrouded in the darkness, not to mention the countless noble ladies kneeling on both sides.

  Huā Yù Yán had been watching from the sidelines until now, because she wasn't very clear about this woman's specific background, and couldn't be certain if this woman was relying solely on her beauty to win everyone's admiration.

  A white jade phoenix chair, probably not even the empress would be qualified to sit on it, was placed alongside the dragon chair of the White Emperor. The Empress Dowager and the White Emperor sat down together in the phoenix and dragon chairs. The emperor shouted: "All officials, bow down."

  After the ministers who had been kneeling for half a day thanked the dragon's kindness, they stood up one by one, all of them trembling because their knees had gone soft from kneeling for too long.

  The Empress said: "I have the good fortune to receive an invitation from Emperor Qingxiang to come to Baichang Country to participate in the grand ceremony. Since it was a temporary invitation, I came in a hurry and didn't prepare well, so I only brought some small gifts for the people of Qingxiang."

  One of the palace ladies brought out a thin gift list and handed it over to Bai Changguo.

  After receiving it, he just swept his eyes and knelt down to report to Emperor Qingxiang: "The empress donated two boxes of white silver to our country, hoping to use the silver to build a new national temple, inspiring students to study and serve the court."

  A burst of thunderous applause erupted all around, with waves of cheers rising and falling, as countless eyes once again shone with a look of reverence.

  Huā Yù Yán and others couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: If placed in modern times, which country's first lady would have such a generous gesture when giving diplomatic gifts?

  Hehe~

  Hearing a cow-like nasal sound, Hua Xiyuan turned her head to see that her son had returned, seemingly running back with a big sweat, picking up a handkerchief to wipe the sweat for her son, but saw that her son's small face was smeared with something black and couldn't be wiped off: "Mumu, what did you get on your face?"

  "Mother, don't wipe it anymore." "Xiao Mu Mu" dodged her handkerchief.