"The forbidden area of ​​the palace is guarded by heavy troops everywhere. A skilled man from the people cannot escape. He must be still in a corner of the palace at present." Youmeng put himself in his shoes and guessed the more he thought about it, the more he felt unwilling. "You send more people to continue looking for it. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must dig him out for this princess!"

In anger, she slapped her palm on the desk, shocking everyone beside her torture: "Yes..."

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There were a lot of guests in the Xianju Palace. Although Youmeng, the target of public criticism, returned to the previous liveliness and joy, it was just the surface. In fact, everyone here had a shadow of everything that happened just now, and the queen was even more resentful, thinking that the emperor was not in trouble.

"Emperor Brother!" At this time, someone shouted loudly and rushed into the hall. He knelt in front of the emperor in a blink of an eye. "Emperor Brother, I deserve to die! It's too late to be like this important day..."

"You?" Ji Shun put the cup and glanced at the man in annoyance, and snorted without a smile, "I almost forgot you."

There were three siblings in the royal family. The eldest son Ji Aijun and his elder sister Ji Yuejun were born from the same mother. When Aijun was born, the world was in chaos and his biological mother could not bear childbirth. Therefore, his father took the name of "Aijun" to mourn his first wife. After ascending to the throne, he recited the name of "Aijun" and changed his name to Ji Shun, which meant to imitate his ancestors.

The person who came was Ji Ying, a half-brother of Ji Shun. His original name was "Ji Jingjun". He petitioned for rename because he avoided the taboo of the emperor. He was twenty-four years old and had a title of a prince with a name but no power. He was used to being unrestrained in daily life. He was a lord with no ambition and enjoyment.

"There are actually some people who come later than the Ninth Prince." The sixth prince Ji Youhui whispered, "The little prince may have gone to a Fengyue Tower tonight to have a drink of flower wine?"

The other princes around him echoed and laughed: "That's right, the emperor's uncle likes to linger in the gentle hometown. How can he remember his father's birthday?"

Ji Ying kowtowed repeatedly: "Brother, you...you must forgive me, I...I am..."

Seeing his slightly drunken and incoherent look, he didn't expect him to find any excuses to lose his standards. The emperor rolled his eyes helplessly: "Forget it, just come, I won't pursue you. Give you a seat."

"Thank you, my brother... Thank you, my brother..." Ji Ying finally stood up with confidence, but inattentively, the unbuckled lace in front of her collar broke open, and her inner shirt leaked out, drooping loosely, with a few light red lips vaguely left on her chest, and laughter could not help but hear behind her.

"What's the point of being in a bad dress?" Ji Shun really couldn't appreciate it, so he closed his eyes with a headache, "Come on, please take a waist and bring it to the Shadow King."

The inner supervisor carried a precious golden jade belt to clean up his inner and outer clothes. Youhun joked, "Your uncle, you have to tie the belt that the father gave me tightly, and it will not look good if it falls off."

Everyone laughed even harder.

"Today is the birthday of the emperor, why did you ask the emperor to reward me with something? I have prepared a big gift for the emperor, a big gift... a big gift..." Ji Ying showed a drunken and stupid look, and didn't care about others laughing at him. She leaned her head around her and looked around, "Hey? Where is my gift?"

Ji Shun really didn't want to see him embarrassingly, so he said impatiently: "Okay, okay, Brother Ying is in charge of me, hurry up and take your seat."

Only then did Ji Ying behave obediently by the internal supervisor to go to the side seat, and a farce finally subsided.
Chapter completed!