Fan Wan on the side was tired of her, raised her wide sleeves to cover her lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "This is the Golden Palace, the one sitting above is His Majesty, and the celebration is the prince's 100th birthday, and it is not unfortunate to cry and cry." ”

Pang Zi was used to being obedient, and he didn't dare to refuse when he was reprimanded by the juniors, so he quickly stopped crying and said yes again and again.

"Huh!" There is a mother and there is a son. Seeing her low-eyed and pleasing appearance, Fan Xin couldn't help but laugh disdainfully in her heart again. Even if she is the prince's grandmother in blood, she still can't be on the stage, and the grandmother that the prince will call in the future will only be his mother, the wife of his father.

Taking advantage of the time to raise her glass, she quickly glanced at the upper seat, except for her aunt talking to her mother, there was no emperor.

I'm afraid I'm going to play somewhere again. She pouted secretly, being young is willful, turning her head and forgetting unhappy things, others robbed her son and did not resist in the slightest, the emperor did her job, it was really the end of the empire.

Fan Qian guessed correctly, Yuan Lingjun escaped from the banquet.

The wooden branches cover the promenade, quiet and quiet. Yuan Ling retreated from the palace, lying under the corridor with his limbs stretched. This is a secluded palace, and no one usually comes, but she doesn't have to hold the emperor's shelf anymore, and she can stretch her body to her heart's content.

The emperor's words and deeds are written by historians, and the history books cannot tolerate the slightest flaw in the emperor. If you think about it carefully, being an emperor is really hard, and people must put on a posture of admiration in front of people, and people don't dare to be lazy and lazy.

"I'm here here, I'm looking for you everywhere." Qu Yi's slightly hoarse voice came from his ears.

"Well, it's too hot there, and I always want to sleep, and the historian keeps an eye on it, so I have to escape and blow the wind."

"Does His Majesty really care about the historian's opinion?" He sat down next to him, "Drunk?" Lingjun. ”

"When you called me Lingjun, I was scared for no reason. Qu Yi, don't you always call me Mingyu, although I still don't understand why my father took the word Mingyu, but I like you to call me like that. ”

He leaned down and leaned closer to her face, "As long as Your Majesty is happy." Mingyu, are you drunk? He asked again.

"What's wrong? You seem to have something on your mind. Yuan Lingjun opened his eyes, and the outline of Childe's facial features was clearly reflected in his eyes. The corners of his mouth are raised, his phoenix eyes are slightly upturned, and his extraordinarily beautiful cheeks are dyed with a peach-like pink. He's the one who gets drunk, and seeing people like this makes her can't help but want to kiss Fang Ze.

She wasn't drunk, but she was drunk again, drunk and fell into his eyes as warm as water. Yuan Lingjun shook his head, "No, how can I get drunk without a drop of wine, but I seem to be drunk too......" She was a little incoherent, "Childe seems to have drunk too much wine, you rarely like tonight, please be sure to take care of your body......" Before she finished speaking, her warm lips had already covered and printed on her lips, and when she opened her mouth in surprise, the tip of her tongue rolled into her mouth like a leaf swept by the wind, swallowing the second half of the sentence that she hadn't had time to say.

Childe's kisses were all seductive orchids, accompanied by the fragrance of osmanthus, she thought.

But Qu Yi didn't give her a chance to continue thinking, he pulled her body, hugged her on his lap, and kissed her seriously and gently. His hand robe was not entering, and her hand was caressing and lingering around his waist, and she was deeply involved in it, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

With her eyes closed, she can accurately depict the scenery of the night sky - the round moon is as big as a silver basin, white and bright, probably really the moon to the Mid-Autumn Festival.

There was a rustling sound from the depths of the woods, probably a cat passing by, but they couldn't help but pay attention in case someone really came.

The two parted, staring at each other, gasping slightly, their faces flushed and intoxicating, like newlyweds who were just getting involved in affairs.

"It seems to be out of control. We are outside the temple. He groaned, with an unsubsided emotion in his words, but the drunkenness receded, for he had found a cure for wine.

It's good to keep losing control. Yuan Lingjun shouted in her heart, she felt that her face was hot, she avoided Qu Yi's warm gaze, and reached out to touch the luminous cup full of wine. The contents of the cup sparkle in the moonlight, which is the unique feature of the luminous cup.

"It's not good to be away for too long, let's go back to the banquet. I'm going to the Ben Palace, where there are a few people who can be used by His Majesty, and I can't accompany you all the time. He whispered in her ear that he had arranged her robe in his hand.

Yuan Lingjun nodded and straightened his messed clothes.

Qu Yi smoothed the messy hair on her forehead and dropped a kiss on it, "Don't get too close to Huo Qi, and don't meet him alone." ”

She didn't even see him face at the feast. Yuan Lingjun felt inexplicable, and immediately smiled. Childe must have heard about her and Huo Qi when she was young.

Thinking that Gongzi was because he cared about this matter, Yuan Lingjun was in a good mood, and he was a little more pleasant to Huo Min, who came to find him to return to the palace. made Huo Min think that he had inadvertently done something wrong, and trembled all the way.

Back in the main hall, most of the people were empty, and Fan Jiang was talking to Fan Qi's mother, not surprised by her behavior of leaving the table, and didn't care about it.

After a while, Fan Jiang turned to her and said, "If you are bored, go to the palace to have a look." The new foreign officials and the newly promoted palace officials all gathered there to compose lyrics. ”

My son won't let her hug her, so it's better to go out and breathe. Yuan Lingjun put on silk shoes in her skirt and walked out of the hall with Kunjiao.

Two girls with lanterns walked in front to lead the way, and anyone who saw it knew that it was a holy caraver. When the emperor arrived, Si Yan hurriedly sang to the door: "The holy car has arrived." ”

The ministers stopped writing and stood up, and Yuan Lingjun had already stood in front of the door, presenting himself in front of the main hall, and glanced around the crowd with great interest. Qu Yi was really here, and he thought that Fang Cai was under the corridor...... Her face burned again.

Lu Yaoxue shuttled from a group of young female officials and stopped in front of her, "Your Majesty is here, do you want to read the palace official Jian Ce?" Hey, why is Your Majesty's face so red? You won't get infected by the wind, right? ”

"Everyone, please continue, I'm just coming over and taking a look." She waved her hand, ignored Lu Yaoxue, and went to stand with Qu Yi.

When the new emperor was still the king of Changshan, his reputation was in the front, and few people knew about his beauty. Among them, the most frightening thing is Zhao Chun, who was far away from the Qionglin Palace, and saw Tianwei for the first time, for fear of offense, he didn't dare to face it, and he couldn't see it clearly at a glance, and at this time he saw the emperor's appearance clearly, only to feel that he was in a dream, and his head was blank. At that time, when he saw Zhen Chuanting during the banquet, he was already puzzled, but he didn't expect Zhen Chuanting's granddaughter to be the new emperor, and today he was actually the little village girl who was once called by him.

Zhao Chu was paralyzed and weak, as if he was about to collapse, and his colleagues helped him, "The servant is not feeling well?" I sweated a lot. ”

"It's okay, it's just too hot." He shook his hand, trying to stand as best he could. What is the weakness of her heart, maybe she has already forgotten herself. He comforted himself optimistically. (To be continued.) )