Princess Xianle glanced at Meng Chengye and said with a smile: "On other things, my father never crosses the line. In fact, the rules of my father's love are the constraints of love. I remember when you were a child, you said that you would never be like my father.

I have been doting on only one person for more than ten years."

Meng Chengye nodded and looked at Princess Xianle with a smile: "Sister, I still remember."

"Of course I remember, Xiao Wu swore to me." Princess Xianle covered her lips and snickered, "They say you are very similar to my father, but I don't think you are completely opposite to my father in temperament.

, My father never does things without regard for the consequences, but he abides by the ancestral rules in trivial matters."

Meng Chengye said dissatisfied: "I also abide by the rules of my ancestors."

Princess Xianle raised her eyebrows: "You? Forget it, the dragon-patterned cloud brocade, the red dress, Zhang Huatai's birthday banquet and the thousands of bright lanterns of the Mid-Autumn Festival, none of them are out of place for you.

?”

Meng Chengye coughed lightly and said nothing.

Princess Xianle glanced at Meng Chengye, and then said: "It seems that you don't have a favorite, but which of the concubines next to you is not well-behaved? She always has a lot of things that she shouldn't have, and you still said

Isn’t this outrageous?”

Meng Chengye smiled and said, "That's what my sister said."

Princess Xianle sighed: "I said this not because I wanted to say anything to you."

Meng Chengye raised his head and looked at Princess Xianle beside him.

Princess Xianle sighed again, her expression a little solemn: "Xiao Wu, do you remember when you were a child, you said that you would never fall in love with anyone? What you said when you were a child was very ambitious."

Meng Chengye was silent for a moment, and Princess Xianle suddenly laughed.

Meng Chengye looked at Princess Xianle helplessly: "Sister, how old are you? Why do you still remember these trivial things?"

Princess Xianle laughed so hard that she couldn't stand up straight: "This can be said to be such a trivial matter. Xiao Wu swore to tell me this at the beginning."

Meng Chengye: "..."

Isn’t it okay if I withdraw that sentence?

Princess Xianle chatted with Meng Chengye for a while and then went back.

Meng Chengye looked at the back of Princess Xianle and thought about the past.

Is he very particular about Chacha?

He doesn't think so, the queen doesn't think so, the imperial concubine doesn't think so, and the queen mother doesn't think so either. My sister is the only one who thinks so, so it must be my sister's illusion.

After confirming that Princess Xianle was delusional, Meng Chengye continued to deal with the memorial in a good mood.

There's no need to go to court in the morning. You can sleep in with Chacha tomorrow.

Princess Xianle, who was sitting on the sedan chair, held her head and fell into deep thought.

Speaking of which, Xiaowu doesn't seem to be the only favorite, but he is more generous than the independent favorite. It seems that Xiaowu is rational, but this is not the case.

She knew a lot about everything in the palace.

I heard that the butterfly playing with peonies was painted by Xiao Wu himself.

Now this one is even worse than Concubine Chen.

Jiang Yuming, who was at the center of the topic, was pruning the flowers on the table. Many seasonal flowers were sent from the flower room, and Jiang Yuming just had time to arrange them.

Yuyu was crawling around holding the cloth tiger beside him, looking very interested in it.

Bai Xiuyuan was looking at the flowers in her hands in trance.

Seeing that Bai Xiuyuan was so distracted, Jiang Yuming asked aloud: "Luoxia? Luoxia? What's going on?"

Bai Xiuyuan came back to her senses, looked at the flowers in her hand and shook her head: "No problem, sister, I think I have found the reason why Xibi was so addicted to crayfish the year before last."
Chapter completed!