It seems that she did not regret missing the full moon of the Midyear Festival, because she saw a river and a sea of stars.

The sixteenth moon is still full and mild, a golden moon hangs quietly in the dusty night sky, and the lights of the palace have lost their original brilliance because of this moonlight.

It is like sitting quietly under the grape trellis in the courtyard, wandering in the breeze and the endless moonlight.

Murong Yichuan sat down next to each other, picked a small grape and played with it in the palm of his hand.

"Did you know that the palace has been haunted lately?" After a long time, Murong Yichuan put the grape in his mouth, but he frowned sourly, as if he raised the corners of his mouth, and muttered a little before responding; "I heard that, as soon as the husband returned to the palace, how did he know about the harem in the previous dynasty?"

Murong Yichuan said truthfully; "I heard it when I went to see Cao's, don't worry, I'm just going to take care of her when she's pregnant, and I don't have anything else to do."

Because he knew that he was very concerned about going to the Cao family, Murong Yichuan carefully explained, "She naturally needs more care when she is pregnant, and it would be too unreasonable for me to fight with her for a child, I am also a woman, I know that it is not easy to conceive, but I still don't like you to go there often." ”

In the face of Wanruo's ardent expectations, Murong Yichuan promised without the slightest hesitation, "I'm just occasionally, and I will never let you worry about this matter, or talk about the haunting in the palace, I want to know what you, the master of the harem, think of this matter?" ”

It's like holding a peach blossom cheek with one hand, and after some consideration, he returns; "Don't do what you want, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, as long as you are doing the right thing, the ghost will naturally not come to the door, I am the master of the harem, I will not take this matter lightly, but I have temporarily handed over the harem power to Concubine De, this girl is smart and smart, and the husband does not need to worry about such a trivial matter."

Murong Yichuan Road; "Naturally, I don't worry about such trivial matters, but I always feel that this so-called haunting is man-made, and I can't tolerate anyone wantonly stirring up trouble in the harem."

As if smiling slightly, he gently raised his jade hand and gently enchanted on the man's face, "If it is really a man-made slow saying that the husband can't tolerate it, I won't tolerate it, not for anything else, for the sake of Qian Xue and Yun Mad sister and brother, I can't allow this ghost and soul to blow down Zhaoyang Palace, since my husband handed over the harem to me, I will definitely make the harem peaceful." ”

Murong Yichuan stretched out his hand to take his wife into his arms and said in a low voice; "I naturally believe in you, but I am afraid that you will work hard before you give birth in more than a month, since you trust Concubine De so much, then I have nothing to say. But if you are, I have to remind you that you have always been kind-hearted and soft-hearted, and if someone really makes trouble, you must not be merciful. ”

As if he nodded, "Okay, I know all this, and my husband has to promise me that you have to trust me no matter what others say in your ear." “

"Silly girl, you are my beloved wife, who else can I trust in the world but you?" Murong Yichuan seemed to sense that Wanruo was deliberately not paying attention to the haunting of the harem, and even if he was aware of Wanruo's motives, he would remain silent.

"The queen mother said that looking at my gait and belly, she asserted that this baby must be a little prince, do you believe it?" As if he didn't want to continue to entangle the harem affairs, he diverted the topic.

Murong Yichuan's big hand gently landed on his round abdomen, and whispered softly, "It must be a prince, don't you often say that little things are extremely naughty, and besides, Yunkai himself is too lonely, and the God of Creation must not bear to let my prince have no hands and brothers to help." ”

"Why doesn't Yunkai have siblings, isn't Zhiqian his younger brother." Murong Yichuan shook his head, "That's a concubine, how can it be compared to Yunkai." As if he didn't know if he was happy that Murong Yichuan was cold and happy about the children he had with others, or if he should sympathize with those women and their children who were left out in the cold, "Brothers love each other, I hope that Yunkai is not only kind to his brothers and sisters, but also to his half-brothers and sisters, cousins and sisters can love each other." ”

Although Murong Yichuan did not approve of the expectations of Yun Kai's temperament, he did not refute it.

For Murong Yichuan, as an emperor, he only needs to have a heart of kindness to his subjects, and he must not be kind to his siblings who are similar to his background, and must always be cautious.

The night was as calm as usual in the palace, and no ghosts came out to haunt them.

The next day, Guan Lingxiao changed his clothes after breakfast, and entered the palace with the waist card that was forbidden to enter and leave the palace to see his sister.

I haven't seen Ling Xiao for many days, and I am also a little worried.

"How is my sister doing?" Guan Lingxiao looked at her sister who was sitting on top of her with a concerned face, and she had a thousand words to say to her, but in the end it only turned into a greeting.

He smiled softly and pointed at himself, "How does my brother look at my face?" ”

Ling Xiao took a closer look and nodded. "My sister's face is full, her eyebrows are affectionate, and she thinks it's okay."

It's like a way; "It's natural to be safe and sound with your husband and children in a place where there is no trouble, but Ling Xiao, I heard that you often visit the land of fireworks in the Qinglou."

Guan Lingxiao, who often went in and out of the fireworks, did not hide it at all, "Sister, don't think too much, I will go to the Qinglou instead of going to the brothel." ”

Seeing that Ling Xiao admitted that he went to the Qinglou, he was not ashamed of the embalming, as if he couldn't help but be a little displeased, "Whether it is a Qinglou or a brothel, it is unclean after all, Ling Xiao, I brought you back to the capital to let you follow Shangguan Tian to learn your skills, not to let you linger in Fireworks Willow Lane." ”

Guan Lingxiao was a little at a loss when he saw that he was angry, "Sister is angry, I go to the Qinglou not to do dirty things, but to make friends with literati and artists, my sister has lived in the deep palace for a long time, naturally I don't know, many literati and artists like to get together in the Qinglou, where the women are also selling their arts, and they are all talented, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, for example, they will often patronize the Qinglou, some ministers have a talented singer at home, if my sister doesn't like me to go to that kind of place, I won't go in the future." ”

Guan Lingxiao embalmed a child who made a big mistake, and his eyes were begging for forgiveness.

"It's good that you have a sense of proportion, I won't restrict your freedom, go and stay with you, but I don't want me to have a younger brother or sister from a dusty background." He said to Ling Xiao with a straight face.