There are many full moons and tonight in a year, and life is not up to him.

Time in a flash to August 15 Mid-Autumn Festival, for thousands of years, both the emperor's family and the Shengdou small people's family have paid special attention to this festival, although Chang'e Fairy is lonely in the Guanghan Palace, but the world is reunited everywhere, everywhere warmth, in previous years, the Empress Dowager Xiao wanted to gather everyone together in the harem of the Tubi Villa or the concave gold tube to spend the festival together, and this year because Concubine Xiao has just exploded, and Zi Yan went out of Beijing with Wen Jun, and Empress Xiao is still sick, Empress Dowager Xiao herself is also a little lazy, simply ordered to come down to the Mid-Autumn Festival and spend their own time.

Because there was no need to enter the palace to accompany the Empress Dowager Xiao and the emperor to celebrate the festival together, King Fu was stunned, he took Wanruo and Qianxue into the palace to greet the Empress Dowager Xiao, and then went to Zhaoyang Palace to visit the still sick Empress Xiao and then hurriedly returned to the palace, the sky was slowly darkening, and the moon quietly hung on the dusty sky. King Fu doesn't like a group of people to celebrate the festival together, but the Empress Dowager Xiao likes to be lively, so every year even if he is reluctant to go to the harem to get together with everyone, King Fu is born to like quiet, he just wants to be with the people he likes, the people he cares about, and the people he doesn't look down on are redundant in his eyes, and he doesn't like to be lively. At this point, it seems to be very consistent with him, whether it is before her amnesia or after the amnesia, she doesn't like to be lively, she likes peace and calm, especially when she enters the palace, she has to see the emperor and Concubine Chen, which makes her particularly uncomfortable, so this year, the Empress Dowager Xiao is gracious, let them each spend their own Mid-Autumn Festival, which is a great gift for Wanruo.

"Let's go to the observation deck to see the moon." After dinner, Murong Yichuan pulled out of the Yin'an Palace, still as if there was no one around, because there were Ping'er and Shangguan Tianjue next to him, as well as their daughter Qianxue, at this time Xiao Qianxue was being held by Tianjue, this is the first time that the brother and sister spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with King Fu and his wife, they did not distinguish each other, sat at the same table to eat moon cakes, drink osmanthus wine, and enjoy a round of bright moon. At this time, the bright moon hung in the boundless night sky, like a jade plate, and the silver-white moonlight sprinkled wantonly on every coke oven in the world, and the world was full of warmth. When the moon is bright, the stars are sparse, and at this time, the whole sky only sees a full moon but no stars. It was as if he was being led by Murong Yichuan in the boundless moonlight.

There is an observation deck in the palace, located on the easternmost side of the palace, there are no buildings around, but many plane trees are planted, and the observation deck is between the plane trees, the platform is high and tree-like, there are steps on both sides, standing on it can take a view of the whole palace. Murong Yichuan stretched out his hand and picked up Wanruo, and whispered in her ear to close her eyes, as if obediently closing her eyes, and let it fall. Murong Yichuan stood a few steps away from the platform, he seemed to be hugging tightly, and then he was angry with the dantian, concentrated the internal force of the whole body in one place, the tip of his tongue was on the tooth hall, and he made a move to pull the onion on the dry land, and then jumped up, and jumped up with the internal force directly to the viewing platform, he lost a little breath, but he didn't let go of Wanruo, as if he slowly opened his eyes, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes, she snuggled greedily in the man's arms, and it was difficult to leave.

The stone table on the observation deck, the stone bench, can be used for people to watch the scenery and chat, the stone table has already been placed on the moon cakes and some dried and fresh fruits, Murong Yichuan slowly put Wanruo down, and then took her soft little hand to the stone bench to sit down slowly, at this time I already felt the cold of the autumn night, because it was like a cold, Murong Yichuan couldn't bear her to sit on the cold stone bench, so he directly let him sit in his arms, as if he accepted it without the slightest struggle, at this time she was like a weak and boneless insect weakly attached to the man's arms. The two were relatively speechless, looking at each other presumptuously, although the moon was flawless, but at this time in each other's eyes was not as beautiful as the other. As if she didn't remember when she began to like to look at Murong Yichuan presumptuously and intently, in her eyes, whether it was the front or side face of the other party, she never got tired of looking at it, Murong Yichuan was indeed a very attractive person, his facial features were picturesque, his face was handsome and flawless, he was as beautiful as jade, but he was full of coldness, his face became more and more beautiful in the moonlight, and the slightest coldness between the eyebrows was better than the moonlight in the sky. Once compared him with Zhongli Wenjun, both of them were born in the full heavens, the earth can be round, they are the only stunning characters in the world that are difficult to find, but the temperaments of the two are completely different, Yichuan is cold, Wenjun is gentle, Yichuan is arrogant, and Wenjun is modest, Yichuan has the bearing and ambition that the world is in my hands, and Wenjun is like a wild crane idle cloud who indulges in landscapes, although he is in the officialdom, he is still clean and self-conscious, not stained by the world, as if he remembers that when she and Wenjun were alone, she hoped that he could do great hidden, And from more than two years, Wen Jun's cousin in the court has really done it.

"What are you thinking?" Tranquil could only hear the wind passing through the sycamores, but Murong Yichuan broke this qiē, his voice was low, revealing gentleness, and he saw that his eyebrows were slightly locked, as if he was thinking. As if she was busy pulling back her thoughts of going away, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, "No, I didn't think about anything." "Duplicity, what were you thinking just now?" Murong Yichuan refused to let go of Wanruo's perfunctory self-indulgence, so he asked the bottom of it, he hoped that they would not have any secrets between each other, although he could not fully confess many things to her, but he was domineering, but he hoped that he could possess all of her, and did not want her to treasure any privacy in the depths of her heart.

It was as if he stretched out his fingers and gently stroked Murong Yichuan's warm face, with a faint smile between his eyebrows, "I was thinking that a handsome man like you could actually take a fancy to an ordinary-looking woman like me, it's really incomprehensible." ”

When Murong Yichuan heard this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head and kissed Wanruo's lips forcibly, "In my eyes, you are unparalleled in the world." In the future, I won't allow you to be unbeautiful in yourself, I remember that I am like a noble and arrogant person, how can I say such things. ”

A faint flush appeared on Wanruo's face, "Because you are so perfect, I feel that I am really not good enough." Yi Chuan; Even if one day you take back all your favor for me, I will die without regrets, without regrets. Although it is so chic, but there is still a faint sadness between her eyebrows, she is afraid that the old man will grow old, she will also sing the empty autumn wind sad fan, since ancient times, no man can only pamper a woman for a lifetime, especially the emperor, if he Murong Yichuan really ascended to the Ninth Five-Year Plan and has three thousand harem beauties, how can she compete with Qunfang? She didn't dare to think about the future, and the only thing she could do now was to seize what she had at the moment.

Murong Yichuan's keen eyes saw through Wanruo's thoughts, his slender fingers caressed his silky face, and he was slightly silent for a moment, saying; "Don't think nonsense, what is dead or alive, you and I are really annoyed, tonight it is not easy for the two of us to share this beautiful month together, don't think unhappy, in a few days I will have to preside over the martial arts exam, I can't have so much time to accompany you, I know what you are worried about, I swear that I am weak in this life three thousand, only take you this scoop, if I become the emperor I will be a Ming Jun, and then you will be a virtuous queen, and when our son is over the year of the weak crown, I will pass the throne to him, Let's go to Huolong Villa together, drunk alone between the mountains and rivers, and be a pair of fairy couples, only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals. ”

In the face of Murong Yichuan's beautiful vision, she seemed to be slightly moved, and a warm current overflowed her heart, in her opinion, no matter whether the other party's promise was true or false, she believed it and felt happy, "Yichuan, no matter what decision you make, I will support you, I will never let you worry willfully again, concentrate on doing what you want to sit in the future, I will take good care of my body and give you a son as soon as possible, so that you and the queen mother can be able to regret it." As if looking at Yi Chuan emotionally, his eyes were flowing with watery tenderness, and his smooth face was glowing with beautiful soft light. As if he knew that the only thing he could do was to make himself pregnant with a boy as soon as possible, and to be able to make Murong Yichuan have a queen as soon as possible, who would have thought that he would give birth to a girl twice, which disappointed him and Empress Dowager Xiao again and again