"Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, all Aiqing don't have to be restrained, the palace banquet is a family banquet, just feel free. Xiahou Yixuan slowly sat down on the main seat, Mu Ruchun's voice was a little smiling, and his warm and jade-like face made the ladies present blush.

With his words, the people took their seats in turn, and the feast began. The palace maids rushed in at the right time and delivered exquisite and delicious dishes and wine to the table. Songs and dances that had been arranged in advance for celebrations also began to be performed, and the atmosphere was lively, and everyone enjoyed the songs and dances while eating delicious food.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Xiaoyou kept following Qianqian, and didn't come back to his senses until Xiahou Yichen sat beside her.

"Didn't think about anything. Lin Xiaoyou replied lightly, his eyes flickering to avoid his gaze. The senior brother didn't show up, it didn't seem to be what she thought. Let's just say, how could the senior brother come to the palace. didn't see the person he met, Lin Xiaoyou was a little lost after all. At this time of the year, Master and Brother would rush back to celebrate the festival with her no matter where they were. It is said that the Mid-Autumn Festival is full and people are reunited, but now?

Where is Master? She didn't know. Senior brother was in a hurry today, and he didn't even have time to say a word, what was he doing? Is he doing well? She doesn't know any of this. Although it is temporarily confirmed that the senior brother is in Dragon Studios, he missed today, and if he leaves suddenly, there may be no time to see each other. The more Lin Xiaoyou thought about it, the more sad she became, and she lowered her head and was not in the mood for a holiday at all.

Looking at her depressed appearance, and her expression was flying when she didn't go out, Xiahou Yichen was inexplicably depressed in her heart, and she didn't know what kind of mentality, she said softly: "Do you want to watch a good show?"

What else can I do if I don't want to help him with what I told him in the morning. Lin Xiaoyou glanced at him in disbelief, and saw Xiahou Yichen's determined smile, and he didn't know what he was secretly thinking.

"Auntie, today's Mid-Autumn Festival, let Meng'er serve you for dinner, and it can be regarded as doing some filial piety for the prince. Yin Qiumeng was surprisingly well-behaved today, and after helping Yin Fengqing to sit down, he didn't return to his position but asked Mama Zhang to step back, and stood aside to prepare to serve Yin Fengqing for dinner.

"Queen Mother, look, Miss Yin has become more sensible after entering the palace, and now she knows that she feels sorry for you. Mama Zhang praised with a smile, and retreated behind Yin Fengqing with interest.

"Good boy, the mourning family really didn't hurt you in vain. Yin Fengqing nodded with relief, with a look of pity, "But your hand has not healed yet, how can the mourning family bear to let you serve." As he spoke, he turned his eyes and looked at Lin Xiaoyu. "Xiaoyu, it's better for you to replace Meng'er. ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt that the temperature in the air dropped sharply, and even though the singing and dancing in the field were leveling down, there were many people, but it still couldn't hide the tense atmosphere.

Let her have a concubine to replace a nameless Yin Qiumeng, what does this mean? Lin Xiaoyou frowned slightly, besides, she herself was not in the mood to eat, and she had to let her serve the old witch to eat, is there a mistake. Yin Qiumeng wants to rely on her as a backer, and it is natural to please her, but he and the old witch don't interfere with the river water, so why should he involve her.

Everyone's gloating eyes flashed on Lin Xiaoyou from time to time. Lin Qingyue sneered, Lin Xiaoyu, Lin Xiaoyu, you also have today. It doesn't matter what kind of princess or princess you are, as soon as you go up at this moment, you will just be a lowly palace maid.

Suddenly hearing Lin Xiaoyu's name, Qianqian quickly raised her head and looked at her, but because of the location, she only saw a familiar back.

Lin Lanhai glanced lightly in the direction of Lin Xiaoyu, lowered his eyes calmly, and then drank and ate, with a leisurely expression that didn't care much. If Lin Xiaoyou is willing to recognize him, why would he be arbitrarily manipulated like now. Since she insisted on going her own way, she couldn't complain about him.

Xiahou Yichen seemed to be unaware of the stagnant atmosphere in the field, leisurely enjoying the singing and dancing, and from time to time he raised his wine glass to deal with the ministers around him who toasted him.

"Queen Mother, today is a good day for the Mid-Autumn Festival, so you don't have to count so many courtesies. Xiahou Yixuan looked at Xiahou Yichen and Lin Xiaoyu, and said softly. The reason why the Mid-Autumn Festival is important is that it has the meaning of reunion. The emperor's brother, who never participates in sending posts every year, is finally here now, and he doesn't want to scare people away.

When Meng'er proposed to serve her just now, the emperor ignored it, but now that it is Lin Xiaoyou, his opinion comes. "Your Majesty, it's rare for Xiaoyou to get together in the palace, the mourning family likes to be so close to her, don't worry, is it possible that I will still embarrass her?" Yin Fengqing smiled and played Tai Chi. "Meng'er, you go down and sit, it's okay to have Xiaoyu here. When he spoke again, he was determined to let Lin Xiaoyou come forward to serve.

Yin Qiumeng respectfully blessed his body, turned his head sideways and said to Lin Xiaoyu with a smile: "Then there is Princess Lao." ”

They all pointed out that she should go up to serve, and it seemed that there was no way to escape it. Thinking of letting her serve the old witch, Lin Xiaoyou felt aggrieved in his heart. I didn't want to return to it, but I still smiled slightly and didn't show the slightest dissatisfaction.

As soon as he wanted to get up, his hand was suddenly grabbed, "This king's mother has long passed away, and there is no need to fulfill filial piety." If the princess really wants to do something, the king will take you to see her another day. Xiahou Yichen's casual and lazy voice seemed to be talking to her about family life, and his smiling and non-smiling expression changed from the previous publicity, and the lonely and low exuded a chill, which made people unconsciously afraid.

In just an instant, Lin Xiaoyou read a trace of sadness in those good-looking Danfeng.

Yes, it's sadness. Although it was very light, although it was well hidden by Xiahou Yichen in a hurry, she was still caught by her. Knowing Xiahou Yichen, it was during his heyday that she saw Xiahou Yichen for the first time. She didn't know what he had experienced before, she only knew that the glance just now made her feel the pain hidden in Xiahou Yichen's heart.

If you are a human being, you will have affection, even if it is the unruly and unruly man next to her. In strong people, there is also a vulnerable side. He has a noble identity that people admire, and he has a strong strength that makes people fear, but behind the scenery, who can see how he has come from the knife edge step by step. How did he survive the bloody conspiracy again and again. The blood, tears and pain in it are probably not understood by anyone but himself.

She couldn't imagine what kind of blow it would take for someone to suffer so much. At the moment, the only thing she could do was to hold his hand back.

Feeling the faint temperature in his hand, Lin Xiaoyou's heart softened somewhere, and he felt extremely relieved. "Xiahou Yichen, do you believe me?" suddenly she made a decision, and asked softly in the voice that the two of them heard.

"Letter. Xiahou Yichen was stunned, as if she trusted him, a simple word, in a magnetic voice, there was incomparable firmness.

In any case, believe in her. Lin Xiaoyou nodded, stood up with a smile, and said loudly while everyone had not woken up: "The prince is drunk, so he talks nonsense." The Queen Mother is an elder, and it is a matter of course for us to be filial. Saying that, he walked to Yin Fengqing's side with elegant steps.

Gently rolled up his sleeves, picked up the silver chopsticks on the table, and put vegetables into Yin Fengqing's bowl in a proper manner.

Lin Xiaoyou consciously stepped forward, and Yin Fengqing's cold expression eased slightly. Now Xiahou Yichen no longer has the patience to continue to pretend with her. The reason why she had to make such an arrangement was to let Xiahou Yichen know that no matter whether he recognized her or not, he was the only concubine.

"Lord, let the concubines serve you. Yin Qiumeng seized the opportunity to sit beside him, and his hot gaze was a snickering joy that could not be concealed.

Xiahou Yichen understood that Lin Xiaoyou would not come forward to serve willingly for no reason, since she did this, she must have her intentions. But one yard to one yard, seeing her wronged herself so much, I still feel very uncomfortable in my heart. smiled wantonly, ignored Yin Qiumeng's words, and suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand on the table, got up and brushed his sleeves away.

The sudden sound made the singing and dancing stop suddenly, and everyone turned their eyes on it in unison. Yin Qiumeng's face turned red, and he was suddenly at a loss.

Xiahou Yichen has always been at odds with the old witch, and at this moment he came up to serve the old witch, with his temperament, if he still sat in the banquet peacefully, it would inevitably cause people to be suspicious. A fox is a fox, and before he could say anything, he already understood. Lin Xiaoyou looked at Xiahou Yichen's figure leaving in a hurry in anger, knowing that he was deliberately cooperating with his own acting, so he pretended to be embarrassed and hesitated to follow.

"Xiaoyu, you serve the mourning family well. Meng'er, you go and see the prince. Sure enough, as soon as she showed a little embarrassment, Yin Fengqing had already made arrangements for her, "All the Qing family don't need to care, continue to eat." A simple reassuring sentence did not seem to have any effect.

"Meng'er retired. Yin Qiumeng saluted briefly and quickly chased him out with small steps. This is an opportunity that her aunt has created for her, and she can't miss it.

Xiahou Yixuan shook his head helplessly, there were some things that he understood but didn't say much. "The prince went out to breathe, and we went on to eat. ”

"Yes. "The emperor has spoken, what else can they say. The ministers replied together, eating what should be eaten, drinking what should be drunk, and restoring the lively atmosphere that had been before.

Qianqian sat quietly at the banquet to eat, and her every move was cautious and polite. Occasionally looked in Lin Xiaoyu's direction, his eyes were also closed in the blink of an eye, and he never stayed too long.

As soon as Xiahou Yichen left, Lin Qingyue didn't have the heart to look at Lin Xiaoyu's jokes. Absentmindedly simply ate two bites, and swept his eyes around,