The scene buried in the depths of his memory on the Jinluan Hall eight years ago reappeared, and Yuan Fei's blood that was all over the ground suddenly gushed out in his mind again at this moment. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the wine as red as blood, Su Duhan's stomach turned over for a while, and he couldn't drink it anymore.

"The smell of wine is a little lighter, Twilight Han is really not used to it", Su Duhan smiled apologetically at Queen Chu and said, "Auntie, I'd better drink a few cups of Du Kang." ”

Just as the palace maid replaced herself with Du Kang, Su Duhan also got up to toast to Emperor Chongming. The spicy smell of wine entered the throat, the coolness and vicissitudes reappeared, and the moment of throbbing and reverie in Fang Cai's heart was gone, and Su Duhan still became the ruthless person with a cold heart.

Looking at the Empress Dowager and Emperor Chongming, who were talking and laughing frequently, the lingering hatred came to his face. Although the old thing is gone, the old woman has not died of illness, and is still high up, controlling the future of Xixia.

The same foreign surname minister, his father ended up with a horse leather shroud, but Emperor Chongming sat high on the dragon throne.

The so-called Zen position of the day, it is inevitable that there is no idea of this old woman, and it is inevitable that it is not Emperor Chongming who instigated his clever tongue and said that his father let Xian.

Su Duhan was cranky, unable to hold back the galloping thoughts in his heart.

As long as he sat in the main hall of the banquet in the heavy pavilion and looked at the hypocritical faces of these people, his hatred for the imperial grandfather and grandmother, and even the Murong family would be like a surging river, washing Su Duhan's heart over and over again, so that he could not be indifferent.

Afraid that he would lose his manners, Su Duhan was thinking of finding some excuse to disperse the turbidity in his chest outside. saw that Murong Wei had already stood up, and happened to smile, and saluted the elders and said goodbye: "Ah Wei will come when she goes." ”

Looking at the tassel behind Murong Wei holding a delicate tray in her hand, and a candle on it, Su Duhan suddenly remembered that there was a habit of worshipping the moon at the Mid-Autumn Banquet.

The girls in the cardamom years of the folk often call their friends tonight and carry their steamed moon to the moonlight to read the moon. Evaluate whose craftsmanship is exquisite, and then say a few words of auspicious blessings, praying for a good harvest and the health of your family.

In the interval between drinking, there were already palace people who held the newly steamed moon in the imperial kitchen, showed it to the queen mother, and then distributed it to the masters, seeking a good omen of good luck.

The new wheat is ground into fine powder, sifted, added with sugar and red dates, and steamed in the upper and lower layers until it is soft and sweet.

On the first layer, there are patterns made of noodles and preserved fruits, with Chang'e running to the moon, five grains and harvests, as well as jade rabbit pounding medicine and Penglai Shengjing.

Just now Aunt Qin smiled back, the things outside to worship the moon have been prepared, and asked the two princesses if they want to go and see the excitement.

Murong Hui waved her hand when she heard this, not at all interested. Her fair skin can be broken by blowing, and she is most afraid of mosquito bites. Although the moon is half in the middle of autumn, it is the time when there are the most autumn insects, so you don't want to join in the excitement.

Murong Wei was not. In her past life and this life, she has not seen the ceremony of worshipping the moon in Xixia for more than ten years, and she has never had the opportunity to pray for the health of her relatives with these full moons.

Kangnan's three years and ten years in the millennium abandoned the palace consumed all the youth of her previous life, and also exhausted the best expectations and watches of women.

Now that a game of chess has been wiped out and the flop has been re-flopped, the thing I hope for the most is the well-being of my family and country. She responded with a smile, ordered the tassel to pick up the moon on her desk, and followed in Aunt Qin's footsteps, wanting to go out to see some excitement.

The tassel followed suit, holding the tray with one hand, and the other hand did not forget to arrange her skirt on the floor for her, and cleverly took the cloak in the hand of the red bean, full of dedication and respect in front of people.

Su Duhan had no excuse, raised a soft and handsome smile, and called softly: "Ah Wei, stay, I'll go with you, and look at the excitement outside." ”

As before, he is not willing to shy away from it. Standing up from the banquet, Su Duhan turned to Murong Hui again and smiled: "Brother caught a few fireflies for you, packed them in a gauze bag, and put them in the tent at night, okay?"

The casual and natural appearance made Emperor Chongming frown slightly, adding a hint of relief.

If it's not that he has no guilt, it's that this disguised fact is too good, beyond his actual age and will.

If it were changed to the past and coaxed her two daughters to be happy, Queen Chu would not think much about it. This time is different from the past, and the people guarding a table have the intention to dissuade but are not easy to speak.

Chu Zhaohui opened his mouth to call for a sentence of twilight, hoping that he would stop.

Su Duhan turned his head and smiled brightly, his eyes were like the gentle and pure sea water under the moonlit night, without a trace of waves: "Mother don't worry, I'll follow Ah Wei to take a look, and I'll be back in a moment." ”

Even if it was a family banquet, Su Duhan should have known to avoid suspicion, but he did the opposite, so that everyone sitting there could see, he and Murong Wei were still so tacit and free.

Su Duhan turned to Murong Hui again and asked regretfully, "Do you want it or not, say it quickly." If you don't want to, you can catch it later, but you can give it to Ah Wei. ”

With such a tone and connivance, how could he be so ruthless that he raised the butcher's knife against Murong Hui that day? Murong Wei was sick to his stomach for a while, and he didn't want to look at his acting, so she accelerated her pace.

Murong Hui didn't pay attention to the whirlpool inside and outside the palace, and treated Su Duhan as before. She was dressed in a goose-yellow silk dress, her sweet smile was very lively, and she revealed two deep dimples in a gentle swing: "How not? Brother Duhan caught a few more, and saved the lights at night." ”

Afraid that others would open their mouths to dissuade him, he did not hesitate to use Murong Hui, who knew nothing. Chu Zhaohui couldn't sit still, and peeked at the faces of the queen mother and sister, but these two were extremely well-cultivated, and they couldn't see a clue.

Xu Zhaoyi took the spoon and put it on Murong Xuan's hand, her words were neither high nor low, but everyone could hear it clearly: "The affairs of the girl's family, if you want your imperial sister to play, Ah Xuan will not join in the fun, and only accompany the imperial grandmother here to do some filial piety, okay?"

There is quite a hint of insinuation, ironizing Su Duhan's lack of knowledge of advancing and retreating. When Murong Xuan followed Murong Peng for a long time, he had already understood some of the vague meanings in the adults' words.

He nodded sensibly, stood up and walked to the queen mother's side to make the lamp for her, and to make vegetables for the old man.

Although the person is small, Xu Zhaoyi teaches well on weekdays, and Murong Xuan does things cleanly and clearly, and he is more than one step better than the family banquet on Chinese New Year's Eve.

The queen mother looked at it with affection, took his hand and did it beside her, and casually asked what she was doing now. General Murong Xuan followed Murong Peng's morning martial arts practice and evening practice, and said respectfully: "The third emperor brother teaches carefully every day, but Ah Xuan wants to grow in the future to live up to his wishes." ”

Murong Peng was willing to take credit, and praised the wit and intelligence of the fourth emperor brother on the side, and said that the master also said the day before yesterday that although Murong Xuan was young, he was willing to endure hardships when he practiced martial arts, and he would definitely achieve something in the future.