Whoever Guards Their Food and Shows Their Teeth, I Will Scold Them!

Hua Qianqian tightened the corners of her mouth, recalling the way Yue An’nian had just looked at Cheng Zhen.

Has that person set their sights on Cheng Zhen again?

Hua Qianqian clenched her fist lightly, wondering what she would do if the Emperor decreed a marriage between Cheng Zhen and Yue An’nian!

In this lifetime, although she could rely on her wit to change some things, many matters were not entirely within her control when it came to imperial power.

The Emperor would always stand by his son’s side.

Seeing Hua Qianqian’s troubled expression, Cheng Zhen pulled her to sit at the end of the banquet. The palace maids from Moxue Pavillion quickly brought a copper basin for them to clean their hands, followed by other palace maids helping to arrange silver utensils.

The flowing water banquet in the courtyard extended from the east Moxue Pavillion to the west.

Since the Emperor and Empress were not present, the madams and young ladies were not as restrained.