Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Feast of Flowers (1)

"I naturally know the truth of 'no wind and no waves', and I don't know if you have the will, maybe you can really make up a 'good' word for me?"

My face did not change and my heart did not beat, and I hurriedly explained: "How can I talk about the bloody wind and blood in this palace, and then talk about it...... I'm still young, and my emotions haven't been enlightened, so I really don't understand those things about men and women, and I don't know anything about what is pregnant or not......"

With that, I deliberately put on an innocent smile. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The Lone King wishes ......" he glanced at me with a smile, but a guard appeared in his sight, hurrying towards me.

Oss stopped talking, and his expression returned to his former arrogance and coldness.

Leto curtsied his knees and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the time is almost up. ā€

Osway nodded and replied lightly, "Go down." ā€

After Leto left, Oss turned his head to look at her leisurely, but his expression was stunned when he saw Man'er's bluish face.

My voice was as light and cheerful as flowing water, and I smiled at him narrowly: "I wonder how Your Majesty has been free today and talked to me for so long! ā€

Oss narrowed his eyes slightly, puzzled, "What were you laughing at just now?" ā€

I didn't want to hide it, and said bluntly: "Your Majesty is very afraid that others will see through your mask!" ā€

His face suddenly had a look of gloom, "Have you always been so self-righteous?" ā€

I looked at him with a raised face, not the slightest fear, "My father once said that kings like to wear several masks. ā€

A hint of sharpness flashed in Os's eyes, and he said noncommittally, "Oh? Really? ā€

I nodded and said frankly: "Some things are illusory, such as power and majesty, believe in it, and if you don't believe it, you don't have it, the key is whether the king's acting skills can reach the pinnacle!" ā€

Os's eyes shrank, and he said coldly, "No one has dared to speak to me like this yet. ā€

"That's because they're not sincere enough." I said seriously.

Oss couldn't help but lose his mind a little, "Are you sincere to me?" He asked suddenly.

I was stunned and muttered, "I—I'm very sincere to everyone." ā€

"That's not right." He shook his head slightly, "The real way to do things is: be sincere to those who trust, and not to be sincere to those who don't." He looked at me with a deep look in his eyes.

"Well, you are scheming, I will not be your opponent." I could only lazily and deliberately lengthen my voice.

He suddenly smiled, "We don't make enemies. ā€

My heart was stagnant, what did he mean by this, if he didn't want to be an enemy, did he want to be friends with her?

"Your Majesty...... Do you have anything important to do? Man'er tilted her head playfully, and her voice was sweet and sweet.

Oss maintained his usual solemn countenance, but patiently explained to her: "There is a hundred flowers banquet in the palace today, and I have to attend. ā€

I sighed and muttered, "Everyone does something they didn't want to do, but they had to." ā€

Oss pursed his lips slightly, but a flash of approval flashed in his purple eyes, "It's not easy to be a poor person, and it's not easy to be an emperor, but the pain is different in each." ā€

Man'er's pure and pure face fell into deep thought, "I suddenly remembered what my father once said. ā€

Oss hesitated, "Oh, what do you say? ā€

"The father said, 'When the moon is full, it is lost, and when the water is full, it overflows, and when a man reaches infinite dignity, he is also in a place of danger...... The king is nothing more than a lonely man standing on a high place, and his heart is full of sorrow and doubt, which is unknown to those who are not in power. I just made a rough note. Man'er smiled bitterly, and her face swelled with deep longing.

Oss bowed slightly, his eyes caught a glimpse of Leto pacing back and forth not far away, he put away his smile and said lightly: "It's windy, go back and rest early." ā€

"Man'er sends your majesty." I saluted respectfully and watched Oss leave.

ā˜…ā˜…ā˜…ā˜… The legend ā˜…ā˜…ā˜… of the mermaid in the parchment

The slanting sun hanging in the sky in the west, like a huge orange-red disk, is inlaid with ten thousand distinct layers of sunset around it, at first glance, giving people a brilliant tragic beauty.

The breeze is coming, the fragrance is bursting in the garden, the silk and bamboo orchestra is playing tactfully and melodiously, and the soft music is lingering and compassionate.

The concubine's face always has a habitual kind smile, and she slowly twists the Xingyue Bodhi Buddha beads in her hand, giving people a modest and pure atmosphere that is indisputable with the world.

Xiang Lilian walked up, climbed the steps, came to the middle pavilion where the concubine was, and after greeting her in a regular manner, she came to the concubine's approach, bowed down and whispered a few words in the concubine's ear.

The concubine's face couldn't help but be a little surprised, and her eyes seemed to have a fierce majesty, "Is there such a thing?" ā€

Xiang Li replied softly: "Back to the concubine Niangniang, all the maids were beaten by the mermaid princess, and the mermaid princess also poked Wanyue's neck with a dagger, the scene is really terrifying......

Before Xiangli finished his return, there was a sudden sound of restlessness not far away, and the eyes of everyone present quietly drifted to the place where the sound came from.

Among the many maids, like the stars and the moon, surrounded by a noble, dignified and beautiful woman, her skin was like snow, there was no flaw on her face, a pair of bright eyes were full of charm, her red lips were slightly pursed, and she wiped the corners of her lips with a snow handkerchief from time to time.

Oss sat on another pavilion opposite the middle pavilion, casually playing with a teacup with a clear Longquan celadon, a curling green mist rising from above the teacup, and the air was floating with the fragrance of tea.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked quietly in the direction where the princess had first come.

The entourage gradually retreated, and the princess, supported by the maid, slowly climbed the stairs and stepped into the middle pavilion.

The princess bowed slightly, and a soft and gentle voice sounded faintly, "Erchen has seen the mother concubine, and I wish the mother a long life." ā€

The concubine interrupted her greeting with a smile and asked with concern, "The mourning family heard that you are unwell today, why don't you rest in the palace?" ā€

The princess smiled, her voice was like sweet glutinous rice, "Erchen has been overjoyed recently, but he was worried about coming to greet his mother, so he hurried over." ā€

The corners of the concubine's lips suddenly hooked up a clear smile, but she didn't say anything, waved her hand lovingly, and motioned for her to sit beside her.

The princess walked into the middle pavilion, but she was not in a hurry to sit down, she asked softly, "Mother, hasn't Your Majesty come yet?" ā€

The concubine put her hands on her knees, and said gracefully: "I have arrived, and I will sit with his two royal brothers in the viewing pavilion opposite." ā€

The princess then turned to look at Os, who was sitting in the viewing pavilion.

Oss was pursing his lips at the moment, and his purple eyes fell on him, and the princess smiled charmingly and gave him a leisurely salute.

While seeing the princess, the smile on Os's face flickered slightly, and the teacup in his hand was drawn in her direction, which could be regarded as a greeting.

The princess sat down, but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of charming style, and in the eyes of the concubine, she was also secretly happy.

The concubine slowly suppressed her smile and instructed left and right: "It's not too early, let's start the Hundred Flowers Banquet soon." ā€