Liu Moyan heard the report from the person who came back that the things had been delivered safely, and he was finally able to recuperate with peace of mind, and the wound burst open last night, that is, he had a life-saving secret trick like the Star Luo God Finger, and it was not omnipotent, he was not ready to show his cowardice in front of the second person besides Duan Jinrui.

Duan Jinrui and Liu Moyan didn't know that there was a person who was also thinking about them in their hearts.

"Miss, it's cold, why don't you come out without putting on a cloak?"

The maid chased out with a cloak in her hand.

The night was as cold as water, standing on the high steps, the beautiful woman looked up at the moon in the sky: "The moon is so round tonight, in a trance, do you think it's fifteen?" “

The corners of her lips hooked up a shallow strange smile, which seemed to be a kind of melancholy for the moon, and seemed to be a strong expectation for the future, complex emotions that even she couldn't distinguish.

"Miss, the moon of the fifteenth is sixteen round, and when it is the sixteenth, it will be the real circle!"

The maid didn't notice anything strange in her young lady's eyes, but covered her mouth and smiled mischievously.

"Sixteen round?"

The woman repeated the last few words, and a kind female voice suddenly came from beside her: "Xi'er, why are you standing outside at night, Luo'er is too, why don't you know how to persuade your young lady!" “

A woman with an elegant temperament was followed by a line of waiting maids.

"Xi'er has seen her uncle!"

The woman gave a blessing, and the woman she called her aunt took two steps quickly and hurriedly helped her up: "Xi'er, don't be polite to your aunt, you and I are a family, your uncle treats you like my own child, and I treat you as my own daughter." “

"Xi'er can get the love of her uncle and aunt, which is Xi'er's blessing!"

The woman's head is light, and her beautiful posture is all in this gesture.

"Hey, thinking of such a beautiful woman as Xi'er, I don't know which kid I want to be cheaper in the future, my aunt's heart, it's strange that it's not a taste!"

The veil was raised, covering the corners of her lips lightly, and the woman looked at her niece in front of her with a smile. Her lord had already told her which one she wanted to marry the woman in front of her, and when she said such a thing, she was just ridiculing her beloved junior as an elder.

"That is, my uncle and aunt think that my niece is good, and my niece is not as good as my aunt thinks in the eyes of others!"

Xi'er's head drooped lower and lower, as if she was shy, only she knew that the complexion covered by her hair was in a trance for a moment.

"Who dares to think you're bad? Let's not talk about my Xi'er's talent and appearance, but also depends on my master, who your uncle is, if your future husband treats you badly, see how the master helps you make the decision! “

The aunt's eyebrows were raised, and in the graceful gentleness of the talent, she instantly added a hint of domineering.

Xi'er's head slowly raised: "Yes, my aunt is right!" “

That sudden look of eyes finally returned to firmness! She has no way out, and she doesn't want to go back! In this life, that man has already taken root in her heart, which has become the reason for her to continue to live, and has become her magic barrier.

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The autumn sky and bright moon hang, the glorious dew is wet, the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, this day is the day of family reunion, this day is the day when the wanderers can relieve their homesickness.

At the beginning of the night, a series of ceremonies will march in an orderly manner, the autumn society, the moon sacrifice, the moon, the moon, the tide, the laurel, the emperor appreciates the moon cakes, this autumn feast is the official beginning, feasting, music, singing and dancing, intersection, the arrangement is very good, orderly, in fact, it is similar to the last emperor's birthday banquet, it is the same thing, the only more is that there are more Wenchen talents in the poetry and singing, everyone laughs and compliments each other, everyone has a false mask on their faces, every time they say a word, Maybe they have speculated dozens or hundreds of times in their hearts.

"Hey, it's really boring, the royal banquet I've been looking forward to for so long turned out to be like this, they are not tired, Lao Tzu is tired......"

There are military generals who return to Beijing to report on their work like Liu Moyan, but they can't stand this kind of words, hiding swords in their smiles, and those who are not sick and writing poems, forcing new sorrows, everyone is an official of the imperial court, what do they military generals have to be despised by those civil ministers?

"It's been like this for thousands ......"

Liu Moyan pursed a light smile on his lips, and moved his gaze away from the figure of the man in the distance who was wearing a black robe and a golden crown and a golden crown, and looked more and more solemn and arrogant, the man came alone, which was very good.

Facing his colleagues who complained to him, Liu Moyan raised his glass: "At least the drinks at the royal banquet are worth our trip, don't you say?" “

After raising a glass and drinking it all, Liu Moyan patted the other party's shoulder, looking very carefree, without any depression of being rejected.

The colleague was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "That's right, my brother can't see it, and I are in the same way, come, drink a glass for this unique and superb tribute wine!" “

Sometimes the friendship between men does not need to be too complicated, just a sentence, just a glass of wine, is enough.

Civilian officials have civilian groups, and military attaches also have military attaché groups, and it is not about the party, but about the difference between civil and military, and it has become a habit, just like this banquet.

Duan Jinrui felt that the annoying gaze on his body was gone, he breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed his hand clenching the cup, and turned to chat with a minister who came over to talk.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Just as he was chatting speculatively, a voice interjected, Duan Jinrui looked back, it turned out to be Zhao Suo, the chief administrator of the emperor's side, bowed slightly, and greeted: "I don't know what is the matter with Chief Manager Zhao?" “

For Zhao Suo, Duan Jinrui still respects it, not because of the other party's status by Duan Muheng's side, but because of the fact that over the years, the palace manager has secretly taken care of him and helped him several times without leaving a trace.

"The emperor's master asked His Highness to sit next to him!"

Zhao Suo said with a smile.

Duan Muheng's side? The people who noticed it around were silent on the surface, but in fact, their hearts were shocked, and the emperor was sitting on the right side of the emperor with a little lower head was the imperial concubine Nalan Mingxiu, but she was a woman in the harem, and then noble, in fact, there was always a layer of difference, and the only vacant position around the emperor was left, left and right, left and right, and the left side was respectful, and on such an occasion, how could this be just a gesture? This is the emperor conveying his will to his courtiers, he agrees with the prince's will, Nalan Mingxiu smiled gently at Duan Jinrui, and Duan Jinrong, although he was still smiling, his body stiffened for a moment.

Although Liu Moyan was fighting with people, he hadn't forgotten to pay attention to the movements in the field, when he saw this scene, he almost laughed, it was really happy, although he figured it out, Duan Jinrong is not worthy of his hatred and care for the rest of his life, he has found someone who is worthy, but he can see Duan Jinrong unlucky or frustrated, even if it is not from him, he is always very happy.

Liu Moyan became more and more sure in his heart that Duan Muheng was extraordinary for Duan Jinrui, and he cared about it extraordinarily, which usually represented extraordinary value, perhaps, Duan Jinrui had an advantage than he imagined?

Liu Moyan stood in an inconspicuous position, quietly studying the expressions of the people on the seats above, this is an extraordinary pleasure, the imperial concubine Nalan Mingxiu, this woman who always sits upright and smiles as usual, perhaps, is the person who needs the most attention.

Nearly twenty years of dominance in the deep palace, being able to raise Duan Jinrong to be what he is now, to be able to become the final victor, and no one has ever questioned her mask, this woman, her scheming ability or even ambition, is what needs to be guarded against the most.

I hope Lu Junfeng can find something useful, and whether he can give the next gift depends on him, Jiang Nan......

When Liu Moyan was chewing these two words containing many unclear meanings in his heart, the emperor at the top of the throne looked down at his son, I don't know what he said to the prince, with a smile on his lips, he looked quite relaxed and comfortable.

The atmosphere between the two of them looked very good at this time, which made Duan Jinrong more and more uncomfortable, reached out and snatched the wine glass in Mu Wuxian's hand, looked at the position above that did not belong to him, and drank the wine in it fiercely: "No guilt, is this king worse than him?" “

Mu Wuxuan couldn't stop it, and looked around carefully, fortunately, everyone's attention was on the emperor and crown prince, and Duan Jinrong was lucky not to receive too much attention now.

"The prince is the only master who agrees with his subordinates!"

Mu Wucheng's answer would not be any problem on this occasion, just to show loyalty, Duan Jinrong's handsome face raised a gentle smile, and patted the other party's shoulder: "No guilt, this king will prove that your vision is good, sooner or later, one day, sooner or later, ......sooner or later, sooner or later."

Thinking of the method that woman told him, even if he himself was now distressed by the damn woman who had caused some unspeakable questions, he still felt a burst of joy in his heart, he looked at Duan Jinrui, and the gentle smile on the surface was completely opposite, his eyes were full of poisonous juice, sooner or later.

There are many kinds of things in the palace, each with his own calculations, and each with his own purpose.

It's just that the next thing I saw was the prince pouring the wine for a moment, shook his head, and then replied, his lips just moved, and his voice was even more inaudible, except for the emperor, maybe only the imperial concubine who was sitting on the right side of the emperor heard it.

Then, the wine cup in Duan Muheng's hand fell heavily on the dragon case, and the precious and rare tribute wine overflowed a little, flowing and wandering on the delicate and exquisite lines above the dragon case, and a drop of wine slid down the dragon case and ticked to the ground.

Duan Jinrui's eyes fell on the gorgeous cup full of gems, under the reflection of the golden plane of the dragon case, flashing with brilliant light, making people's eyes beat heartbeatly, his eyes were cold, his heart was also cold, no one could ignore Duan Muheng's suddenly cold complexion, no one was not afraid of the emperor's anger, only he, like an ice sculpture, was almost insensibly stiff, stubborn, and persistent.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Liu Moyan felt that the emperor's eyes full of coldness fell on him, and he didn't know what happened to make Duan Jinrui suspected of angering the high-ranking emperor, and he wasn't sure if it was the emperor who remembered his so-called seduction of his beloved son and wanted to anger or even do something.

However, hooking his lips and sneering, he slowly put down the wine glass in his hand and straightened his waist, Liu Moyan raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he did not flinch.

"Father, please let the sons and daughters handle that matter!"

Duan Jinrui saw Duan Muheng and Liu Moyan's eyes intersecting for a moment, and it can even be said that he foresaw such a day sooner or later, holding his hands together, and sitting there like a sculpture lifted his robe and sat down, kneeling on his knees.

Duan Jinrui's voice was very loud, and when his magnetic deep voice flew unabashedly, there seemed to be a melodious piece of music overflowing in the palace, beautiful, but it was also impossible to ignore.

Standing in the corner, but the person who maintained a straight and straight posture, even under the threatening gaze of the emperor, his unwavering heart, suddenly, there was an ominous bad feeling that made his heart tremble.