Chapter 2063: Deep Palace Sake and Peach Blossom Drunk (37)

The next day, Luo Qingchen slept until noon before getting up.

Perhaps it was because Feng Qianche lit a calming incense for her last night, so she slept particularly well that night.

She didn't wake up until the next day.

Hong'er prepared clothes for her and opened the wooden window. A breeze blew, and a few light pink petals fell into the room, and the air was filled with a faint scent of peach blossoms.

"How can there be peach blossoms in this weather?" Luo Qingchen frowned slightly, and a faint doubt flashed in his eyes.

Logically speaking, in this deep winter season, there should be winter plums.

"Miss, today is the master's birthday. He specially ordered people to go to the peach forest ten miles away and transplant more than a dozen peach trees." Hong'er smiled and said, "I will dress you, and we can go to the front hall."

"Okay." Luo Qingchen nodded gently, with shallow thoughts lingering in her heart.

Could it be that Feng Qianche specially transplanted peach blossoms because of the story she told?

No, it should be impossible.

After listening to the story, he shook his head and said, "Stories are just stories, and have nothing to do with reality."

Feng Qianche should not know that this story is related to her.

Peach blossom, it should be just a coincidence!

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, she looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were bright and her smile was sweet.

The original owner was really a beauty. With her hair styled like a young girl, she looked like a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, not like a woman who had been married to someone else for three years.

She also felt sorry for her, after all, three years of youth were given to a man who didn't love her.

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Feng Qianche's birthday party started at noon, and people holding visiting cards entered the East Palace in an endless stream.

Feng Qianche, who has always been not fond of excitement, seems to have invited everyone who has a little influence in the front and back courts this time, including Rong Sen, the Minister of Revenue, and his son Rong Mulin.

At the same time, Rong Mansion.

Rong Mulin had not slept all night, and with a hangover, he looked very bad.

His father Rong Sen also looked a little old, probably because too many things had happened during this period.

The daughter of the Luo family had not been seen since she jumped into the lake and committed suicide, and the friendship between the two families for decades was severed.

In addition, the assassination of the prince was exposed, and the forces supporting the Ninth Prince were weakened by half.

Even if the Ninth Prince was lucky enough to get out of the incident, Emperor Feng also issued an order to put him under house arrest in the mansion.

The Rong family suffered two storms in succession, and they were not the people of His Royal Highness the Prince, so they never thought that the prince would invite them to his birthday.

Therefore, when accepting the invitation, Rong Sen was so happy.

This might be his best chance to win over the prince, and this time the prince specially sent two invitations.

One was signed by him, and the other was signed by his son Rong Muling.

In his eyes, this was a sign that the prince wanted to give them a chance regardless of past grudges.

Now, the Rong family is at the cusp of the storm, and such an opportunity must be seized.

"Today is the prince's birthday. Hurry up and pack up and follow your father to the East Palace." Rong Sen glanced at Rong Muling, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

"Prince?" Rong Muling narrowed his eyes, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and said: "Our family has never had any contact with the prince. He never invited us to the banquets in the palace in previous years. Why did he invite us to the East Palace this year?"

Since the Rong family supports the Ninth Prince, he is very confused about the invitation of the prince.

Logically speaking, the current situation of the Ninth Prince should be eliminated as soon as possible for those who used to follow the Ninth Prince...