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Autumn is very deep, bleak and cold.

At night, in the narrow courtyard, autumn is even deeper.

Despite this, Han Qihai didn't want this Mid-Autumn Festival to be bleak.

I saw him personally step forward, lit the incense on the case, and then respectfully poured tea and wine for Qin Si and picked melons and fruits. took the initiative to lead the conversation, saying all kinds of jokes that fit the situation, and teasing everyone present couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, several Han Mansion subordinates also tried their best to cooperate with him, and then chattered, laughing and playing.

For a while, in this usually deserted small courtyard, the tea and wine were fragrant, and the laughter was constant, and the atmosphere of the festival was really revealed.

The night is quiet and the moon is bright, and the breeze is gentle.

Everyone in the courtyard sat or stood and chatted for a while, and then saw Uncle He holding the moon cakes that had just come out of the cage and sending them up.

As soon as everyone saw the moon cakes, they immediately smiled again, and Han Qihai took matters into his own hands and distributed all the new moon cakes to everyone.

There is no need to invite again, seven or eight people in the courtyard are eating and drinking, enjoying the moon and having fun.

Han Qihai saw that the two children were not in the courtyard, and he did not call them out to accompany them. Ling Xue picked up some melons and fruits and two moon cakes and sent them to them.

Ling Xue was ordered to deliver food. Seeing the two children curled up in the hall, sitting silently, I was a little puzzled at first. Later, seeing that Qin Siyang refused to take a step into the courtyard no matter how much he persuaded him. I guessed in my heart that it must be because of Qin Si's worry. That is, he put down the melon and fruit mooncakes, took the blanket and brocade mattress from the house, and accompanied the two children to say a few words of gossip, and saw that they were happier, and then turned back to Han Qihai.

I saw that there was a lot of fun in the courtyard again, watching that the night was deep and the moon was shining. The day has passed a watch, and the moon-viewing night banquet in the small courtyard is still continuing.

Ling Xue and Qu Qing took their cloaks and coats from the house and put them on one by one.

Qin Siwei didn't move those fruit mooncakes much, let alone drink. He just silently drank most of the tea on the table, and then echoed the jokes of Han Qihai and others. When the interest was high, he took out Zhu Xiao from his arms and played a few tunes leisurely.

When Han Qihai saw it, he also ordered Ling Xue to take his guqin, reconcile with each other, and play a solo song.

In the small courtyard, the piano is chirping, elegant and chic. On the other side, it's a different story.

Feng Shiyi is the best wine, so for most of the time since he came to the courtyard and sat down, he was persuaded and excited by Han Qihai and Ling Feng to pour strong wine. Most of the wine prepared at the banquet was drunk by Feng Eleven alone.

When it comes to the wine of the He Bo family, the degree is higher than that of the outside. Even if Feng Eleven can drink again, he was poured down by their master and servant for several rounds, and when he lasted until the third watch, he obviously showed a drunken state.

This night, except for the occasional blowing of Xiao Yin, Qin Siwu spent most of the time quietly watching them fight and did not say a word of persuasion.

It wasn't until the second watch that Feng Eleven was really drunk and confused, and began to talk nonsense. He slowly put away the bamboo Xiao in his hand, stood up and stepped forward, and stopped the big bowl of wine that Ling Feng had raised again.

"This Brother Ling, he is really drunk from afar, so you can let him go this time. Qin Si said modestly.

Seeing that it was Qin Siwei who personally stepped forward to persuade him, Ling Feng was not good at pouring it again, so he hurriedly bowed down and said with a smile: "Even if His Highness intercedes, Ling Feng will let Feng Ye go for a while." Saying that, Ling Feng bowed, turned to Feng Eleven, and laughed loudly: "I will do this bowl of wine myself, Feng Ye has seen it." ”

After speaking, Ling Feng raised the big bowl, raised his head and drank it all.

Feng Eleven's eyes widened, and he shouted: "Who said I can't do it, bring the wine, I'll drink it." With that, he rushed forward and reached for the bowl of wine.

But no matter how fast Feng Eleven was, he was still one step slower than Ling Feng, and when he tried his best to take the bowl and look, the wine had already entered Ling Feng's stomach first.

"Damn!" Feng Eleven roared with a red face, and threw the empty porcelain bowl to the ground with a flick of his hand.

Feng Shiyi's eyes were hazy and he yelled: "Wine, wine, damn it, send it to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu can still drink it." And ten more bowls, big bowls, big cups, big - big ones, all send them, send them up-"

Qin Siwu looked at Feng Eleven's crumbling and unformed appearance, so he had to shake his head and sigh lightly, no longer care about him, and turned around and walked back to his seat.

At this moment, Han Qihai stood up with a light smile, walked slowly to Qin Siwu's side, held a glass of wine in his hand, and said politely: "The night is heavy, Your Highness might as well drink a glass of wine, can you warm up?"

Qin Siwei frowned, but shook his head and didn't take the wine.

Han Qihai just shook his head when he saw Qin Siwu, and persuaded him two more words, but to no avail. He sighed slightly, leaned over, and shook the glass in his hand.

The somewhat turbid liquid in the cup could only dimly reflect a full moon in the sky, but this time he shook it gently, and the hazy moon shadow was shaken.

"Your Highness is still the same as when you are young, don't you drink a drop of wine? Han Qihai sighed lightly.

Qin Si nodded slightly, and there was no trace of expression on his pale and bloodless face: "I'm used to it, so I don't want to get contaminated anymore." ”

Han Qihai lowered his brows, and his voice was light: "Your Highness is still so stubborn. ”

"Stubborn?" Qin Si was slightly surprised.

Han Qihai nodded and put down the wine glass in his hand: "Your Royal Highness was born in the royal family, with a noble background, and since childhood, he has won the love of the first emperor and the first queen mother, which can be described as a collection of thousands of favors. With such a life experience, if you want to put it on others, you will already be arrogant and unstoppable. But His Highness is not, His Highness has been humble and self-restrained since he was a child, not only does he not have the slightest arrogance and bad spirit. On the contrary, it is the style of Yingying's out-of-world immortal family, which makes people admire it and can't bear to sigh for it. ”

"Sigh!"

Qin Siwei lowered his eyebrows and smiled, reached out to take the tea on the table, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Brother Tianming sighs in addition to this, but there are other words for him?"

Han Qihai sighed lightly, bowed deeply, turned around and paced back to his seat and sat down, and said, "What should be asked, Han San has already asked, but I don't know if His Highness has really made up his mind?"

Qin Siwei sneered when he heard this: "Is my determination determined or uncertain very important to Brother Tianming?"

Han Qihai lowered his eyebrows and said: "Han San is not a minister, if His Royal Highness really doesn't want to ......."

Before Han Qihai's words were finished, he heard a loud 'pop', and when he looked up, it was Qin Siwei who slapped the teacup in his hand on the table.

This sudden loud bang frightened Han Qihai to shut up immediately, and at the same time, Feng Shiyi and Ling Feng, who had been competing for wine on the other side, were also so shocked that they instantly stopped fighting for the wine bowl and looked at this side together.

Ling Feng only glanced at it slightly, but the situation was not right, he lowered his head, let Feng Eleven go, and retreated to stand behind Han Qihai.

Feng Shiyi was a little drunk and confused, looking around in a daze, and didn't react for a long time. In the end, Ling Xue, who stepped forward to clean up the table, was forcibly dragged back to his seat.