The Whole Family Went Crazy Listening To My Thoughts, I Was Responsible For Feeding

Before dawn, Lu Chaochao was picked up and groomed.

 Xu got up half an hour earlier than her and started dressing up according to her rank early.

Lu Chaochao couldn't open his eyes, and his breakfast was useless. He only drank a few mouthfuls of milk.

 “Too early, too early…”

 “Change the time…” Lu Chaochao muttered drowsily.

　　　　Next time, let the emperor change it to dawn. Otherwise, I won’t go...] Lu Chaochao complained in his heart.

Mrs. Xu pursed her lips and snickered: "This is a rule handed down from our ancestors. How can we change it?"

As soon as Mrs. Xu went out, she saw that the door of the house next door was also opened.

 As soon as he raised his head, he saw an unexpected figure.

Rong Che handed over the food box, picked up Chao Chao, and carefully put her into the carriage.

"You...why are you here?" Mrs. Xu was slightly startled.

Rong Che blushed and said nothing. The boy behind him said: "Our general was kicked out of his house because he couldn't find a wife."

Rong Che glanced at him secretly, glanced at Mrs. Xu secretly, and then quickly looked away.

"This is breakfast. I know you got up early and didn't have time to eat." Let alone eating, many people didn't even dare to drink more water before entering the palace.

 Xu thanked him and got into the carriage.

“Why do the generals walk with the same hands and feet?” Dengzhi couldn’t help but ask.

"Pfft..." Mrs. Xu turned her head and saw that his whole body was stiff, and he climbed onto the horse with both hands and feet.

 The eyebrows are curved with a smile.

Xu got on the carriage, climbed up the branch and murmured: "General Rong and the Marquis are two extremes."

“Every word of the Marquis, every time he appears, is like a subtle calculation.”

 "General Rong, always seems a bit clumsy...and timid."

 Clumsy refers to the timidity caused by being too precious and not daring to touch.

　　It was still dark when the carriage stopped in front of the palace gate.

The courtiers and women all got off the carriage and waited in front of the palace gate.

Ms. Pei dressed up carefully and stood with her head held high, holding Lu Jingyao by her side.

This is her first time entering the palace as Mrs. Zhongyonghou.

It’s just that the ladies from all the houses are unwilling to associate with her.

Mrs. Jiang said a few words with an indifferent expression.

"Mrs. Jiang, my son has always been well-behaved and sensible. It was the **** in the family who seduced him that made Jinghuai make a mistake. Don't worry, he is sincere to Yunjin." Little did Pei know that the Jiang family was heartbroken because Lu Jinghuai and Su Zhiqing caught each other in bed. Still angry.

“Jing Huai said that he would come to Jiang’s house in person to admit his mistake when the results will be released tomorrow.”

 “I hope Mrs. Jiang won’t get angry.”

 Mrs. Jiang's complexion is ugly. It is not surprising that a man has a married woman and a concubine.

 You can catch and have **** with your young lady in bed, which is a rare occurrence in a hundred years.

Jiang Yunjin was at home, her eyes swollen from crying.

"Jing Huai is the son of a saint. He is young and energetic, but he accidentally fell into trouble. Sister Jiang, when Jing Huai wins Jie Yuan, come to the Jiang family in person to admit his mistake." Mrs. Jiang's face softened slightly when Mrs. Pei mentioned Jie Yuan.

She looked at Pei's peacock-like appearance and frowned slightly.

 It’s really not on the stage.

If Yun Jin hadn't valued Lu Jinghuai, she really wouldn't want to join in the trouble with the outsiders.

Mrs. Jiang felt a little regretful.

Had she known that Lu Yanshu could still stand up, she would not have broken off the engagement!

However, considering that Lu Yanshu has not read a book for ten years, it would not be a loss if Lu Jinghuai could really pass the third grade and become the Prince's Young Master.

Now, she only hopes that Lu Jinghuai can really step on Lu Yanshu.

 Otherwise, it will be nothing but water in a bamboo basket.

“Hey, why can the carriage enter the palace?” Pei waited at the palace gate for a long time, but Marquis Zhongyong had no title and no real power, so he could only queue at the door.

 Waiting for Mrs. Gaoming to enter the palace first.

Mrs. Qin, the Minister of Rites, said with a smile: "We can only walk with our legs, but she doesn't need to."

"Mrs. Zhongyonghou, don't you know who is sitting in the carriage?" Mrs. Qin had to give Lin'er to Chaochao and gave birth to a son. She was extremely grateful to Lu Chaochao.

Mrs. Pei was mistaken for the concubine raised by the Minister of Rites, and was caught and beaten by Mrs. Qin in public. She was frightened when she saw her.

At this moment, she could only ask cautiously: "Jiaojiao doesn't know, what is that?"

Ms. Qin smiled.

“This is the ex-wife of Marquis Zhongyong, Mrs. Xu.”

"The daughter she gave birth to is Princess Zhaoyang, and she has a royal title. Naturally, she can enjoy privileges."

Mr. Pei can barely hold back the smile on his face.

"Mother, my hands hurt..." Mrs. Pei grabbed Lu Jingyao's wrist tightly, causing Lu Jingyao to scream loudly in pain.

Pei Shi blushed and let go, coaxing hurriedly and softly. When everyone saw this scene, they all laughed mockingly.

 Hou Zhongyong made peace with the Xu family for the sake of such a woman.

 Seriously, idiot!

 In the future, I will regret it!

 When Lu Chaochao opened his eyes, the palace banquet had already begun.

Lu Chaochao stretched out his hand to wipe away the drool, and the emperor hurriedly ordered someone to carry her forward.

 "Chachao, do you miss the emperor?"

Lu Chaochao smiled and stretched out his chubby hand towards the emperor.

 The emperor held her in his arms: "I think about it, I think about the emperor's father's cook..."

Immediately, he leaned into the emperor’s father’s ear and said: “Emperor, father, from now on...can the palace banquet be later?”

The emperor was stunned. Seeing her sleepy eyes, he knew that she was not awake.

　　"Okay, okay. I won't bother with the morning meeting next time, just change the time."

 Everyone was speechless, Your Majesty really dotes on you to the extreme.

Princess Yi Ning, who was beside Concubine Xiao, looked at her bitterly.

“Today the four countries are talking, Chaochao will sit next to daddy...” The emperor hugged her and directly reserved a place on the dragon throne.

 The emperor felt that Chaochao was very lucky.

He took a few puffs to get some luck.

Nan Guo is unshakably first, Xi Yue is second, Bei Zhao is third, and Dong Ling is fourth.

 Before the late emperor succeeded to the throne, Beizhao ranked last for consecutive years, even worse than Dongling.

Nowadays, Beizhao is getting stronger and stronger.

At this moment, Mrs. Xu, as a first-grade imperial eunuch, was also sitting next to a group of old ladies.

  It’s like the stars are supporting the moon.

 As Dongling was a defeated country, the prince and the emperor's uncle also went to Beijing to seek peace this time.

 Hunter Xuanyin, who was not favored, was originally sent to marry, and Xuanjichuan was sent to be a proton.

Who would have known that letting Xuan Jichuan hug Beizhaojin's lap would make him happier than Prince Dongling.

　　The emperor frowned as the competition continued one after another.

 It wasn’t until the sun went down that the winner was gradually determined.

“It actually happened to be a tie with Xiyue.” The great **** frowned.

The Saint of Xiyue is dressed in a white dress, with fluttering skirts like a banished immortal.

 “Your Majesty…”

"Xiyue was lucky enough to get a broken sword. If Beizhao can pull out this sword, Beizhao will win."

"If it cannot be pulled out, the west will be more victorious."

 “Your Majesty, what do you think?” There was a hint of arrogance in the brows of the Western Vietnamese saint.

 Draw out the broken sword?

 Ha, what a joke.

Xiyue is brave and good at fighting, and even the warriors who can lift a thousand kilograms of strength can't pull the sword out of the scabbard, let alone Beizhao!

 The emperor thought for a moment: "Yes."

The civil and military officials of the dynasty and envoys from all over the world were watching, and he had no choice but to agree.

　　咚…

　　咚…

 It seemed as if something huge was approaching step by step.

Everyone was stunned when they saw four rough men showing their strong arms with veins popping out, carrying a huge tray.

 In the center of the tray, there was a rusty broken sword.

But such a delicate and small broken sword actually required four big men to work together to carry it.

The strong man was sweating profusely, and the floor tiles he stepped on were cracked.

 You can see the weight of the remaining sword.

 “What kind of sword is this?”

Everyone was shocked.

 The corners of the lips of the Holy Maiden of Xiyue slightly curled up, and she leaned on the couch. Beizhao, it's strange to be able to pull out the broken sword.

She felt a wanton gaze and looked towards it.

 A young man in green clothes, with a thin body and pale complexion, smiled slightly at her.

Lu Jinghuai saw the saint looking over, holding on to his wounds, and nodded with perfect posture.

 Lu Chaochao sat up straight.

 With a sullen face.

 This is...her sword!

  PS: The third update is here, see you tomorrow. The comment section said there are still brothers, so brothers and sisters, see you tomorrow, hahaha... (End of this chapter)