A bright moon hangs high in the sky, its shape is like a disk, and its light is like a yarn.

The wind and rain lakeside wind lights are bright, and a covered bridge extends from the shore side, straight into the center of the lake, and ends at an octagonal glazed pavilion at the end. The lanterns covered with red gauze painted with birds and beasts on the eaves of the pavilion edge are hung high, and the originally bright fire candles are covered by the red yarn for most of their brilliance, and the moonlight in the sky reflects each other, sprinkling the pavilion with a charming thin light.

The palace maid in the corridor bridge stood quietly, but the pavilion was smiling. Sitting on the throne facing south and north is the lord of the palace here, the monarch of Nantang and Emperor Nanzhao. On both sides of Emperor Nanzhao are the concubines in the palace, and many concubines want to invite the emperor's favor through this night banquet, but Emperor Nanzhao's face has no expression, and his eyebrows are slightly locked, revealing a little tiredness.

"Concubine Jing, you have tried your best to make the Inner Court Mansion prepare for the Moon Banquet in the heart of the lake tonight, and you have presented it politely, but you don't know what it is?"

Emperor Nanzhao, who had been drinking silently for a long time, finally spoke, and although his words were soft, his meaning was slightly impatient. Liu Shilan, who was sitting under Concubine Jing, covered her lips and smiled when she heard this: "Your Majesty, Sister Jing must be trying to surprise you." His Majesty eats clothes and eats day and night, and the harem sisters are just a few women who can not solve their worries for His Majesty, so they can only change their ways but ask His Majesty to open their hearts. It's just that His Majesty is worried and tired, but the concubines and others are not thoughtful, and please think about Sister Jing with a hard time, don't blame your sister. ”

Liu Shilan was naïve on her face, but her words were both overt and deprecating, and she had secretly stabbed Jing Guifei. Jing Gui Concubine Xia Ruoqing was not afraid or annoyed, and still had the usual gentle smile on her face. Today, she wore a honey-embroidered willow leaf coat, a snow-green Wenzhu Baishui skirt, stood up and bowed to Emperor Nanzhao, just like a green lotus Yingying independent. Xia Ruoqing smiled softly: "Your Majesty, please wait, it's almost ready." ”

Emperor Nanzhao looked at Xia Ruoqing's soft and graceful smile, and finally bowed his head slightly and said no more.

The lanterns in the corners of the pavilion were sharply extinguished, and the pavilion was suddenly much darker. But listening to the concubines present all whispered softly, their faces coveted each other and did not know what was going on, and the eight personal guards with knives standing behind Emperor Nanzhao quickly moved forward to surround King Nanzhao, although King Nanzhao sat upright and did not show a frightened look, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

But I saw several lights lit up on the lake, from far and near, the sound of drums flickered, different from the silk and bamboo soft music often played in the palace, the rhythm was bright and very moving.

The personal guard with the knife retreated, but the vigilance still did not fade. When the light got closer, it was no more than a lotus boat, with four small lanterns supporting the four corners, one in the palm of the hand, four people playing music, and the rest standing in the bow of the boat. It's just that the lights are dimmed, and I can't see clearly why the person is standing, only the clothes can be vaguely seen moving with the lake breeze, and the figure is tall and graceful.

The closer the boat gets, the more rapid the drumming becomes. It wasn't until the pavilion saw the remnants of the glimmer and moonlight at the corner of the pavilion that it was clear that a woman was standing on the bow of the ship. The woman gave a regular salute to Emperor Nanzhao from afar, and without waiting for Emperor Nanzhao's signal, she had already taken care of herself. But her next behavior was so unexpected that she jumped from the bow of the boat into the lake.

Everyone didn't expect this move, and couldn't help but exclaim again and again, Emperor Nanzhao's face sank and he was about to ask the guards to save people, but he saw that the woman was only in the water with both feet, and she was actually standing on the water.

The drum stopped, rose again, and the woman's water sleeves flew to both sides, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, dancing with the drum on the lake, like Lingbo Xianzi reincarnated. The woman's body is quite tall, and her clothes are different from the women of the Nantang harem, similar to a placket suit, with a high neck and a slender neck, and the waist is not as wide as the usual skirt.

A gust of wind rose, bringing the clouds that covered half of the bright moon, and for a while the soft light of the bright moon swayed, and the woman twirled with the drum music, raised her head and brushed her sleeves, and finally revealed a clear appearance. But seeing that his face is cold, his eyebrows are deep, his nose is like a hanging beam, his thin lips are like flying blades, his appearance is demonic and charming, and his partial momentum is cold and pressing.

Helan Fu listened to the drum beat in his ears, and danced on the water with the steps he had practiced countless times. The water sleeves brushed in front of her eyes from time to time, and then danced with the next movement, so that the person sitting on the high seat met her eyes again and again.

With each spin she turned her face to the front of the pavilion, and with each dance she gave her all for the admiration, fascination, and encouragement in the man's eyes. The drums beat to □, Helan Fu spun around again and again, and every time she danced, she could see the undisguised amazement of the person.

That's enough.

The drums stopped, the dance stopped, Helan Fu gasped, glanced at the person again, and finally bowed his head and knelt straight into the water to perform the holy gift: "Helan Fu participates in Majesty, long live Majesty." ”

This sentence has been against her will, but she is willing to say it, only for the sake of that person's wishes.

"Come here." Emperor Nanzhao's face, which had been calm after entering the table, finally unfolded at this moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Helan Fu obeys the order."

The small boat rowed to the side, Helan Fu was supported by the music woman to get back on the boat, the captain was at the helm, this time directly to the Furui Pavilion, Helan Fu stepped into the pavilion through the stone steps.

The lantern that had been extinguished at the corner of the eaves was lit again, reflecting Helan Fu's face more and more clearly. Helan Fu walked to a stop in front of the Nanzhao throne and knelt on the ground, but a faint fragrance spread from the place where he was.

"It's so fragrant, what does it smell like?"

"Back to Your Majesty, Sister Helan was born with a strange fragrance, so her name is Fu." Helan Fu didn't speak, Xia Ruoqing had already answered for her.

"Concubine Jing, is this the great gift you have prepared?" Emperor Nanzhao did not hide his admiration for Helan Fu's appearance, and the rest of the concubines under the seat could not hide their resentment, but they had to be ashamed of Helan Fu's peerless appearance.

"I also hope that His Majesty will forgive Ruoqing for turning off the lights and preparing for the boat without authorization. His Majesty is immersed in the government day and night, diligent in the state, and the concubine only hopes that Ke Bo Jun will smile to express his feelings. Sister Helan's dancing skills are the best in the world, not compared to the concubine's ugly posture, and the concubine often thinks that if she has no chance to dedicate herself to His Majesty's Heavenly Eye, wouldn't it be Sister Helan's regret. ”

"Jing Guifei really thinks about His Majesty in everything, and takes His Majesty as the first. My sisters will be a role model and always remember. Recently, Chen Guiren, who was the most favored, smiled, but his eyes were full of jealousy, and he secretly thought that the grace of this Jing Guifei's father's felony and imprisonment was gradually disappearing, so he immediately sought help from outside the palace. I don't know if I found a white-eyed wolf, and when I turned around, I gnawed her to the bones.

"Ruoqing is the concubine of His Majesty, and it is the duty of the concubine to think about His Majesty in everything." Xia Ruoqing didn't seem to see the meaning of Chen Guiren's eyes, and only responded softly.

"Good. Helan Fu: Is it? Keep your head up. ”

Helan Fu raised his head as he said, lowered his eyes, and only the pale green figure on the side of his eyes came into the corner of his eyes.

She used to ...... It is clear that he only likes bright colors.

"The beauty is fairies and idle, picking mulberry roads. Luo Yi is fluttering, and the light coat is far away with the wind. Looking forward to the brilliance, the long howl is like an orchid. This sentence is only for this woman, but it is just ...... Helan, this surname is familiar to me. ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the father of the people's daughter, Helan Fei."

"Helan Fei? Northern Swallow Proton? Emperor Nanzhao's smile suddenly fell.

"Your Majesty, Beiyan Proton has been to Nantang for more than ten years, and Sister Helan was only a swaddling baby when she came, and her food, clothing, housing and transportation are no different from those of Nantang people. is like Sister Shufei, who has been in the palace for ten years, and now she is also a husband and wife with Her Majesty, so how can you talk about the difference between foreign countries. ”

Concubine Jun Yihuang, who has always sat quietly on Jun's side, finally trimmed her eyebrows and frowned slightly: "Sister Jing, Jun Yihuang is only a concubine, what do you say." ”

"That's it, where is it going? The water is light and light, the seven tips are humble and spit out different fragrances, and they are called Helan Fu Beauty, and they are given the name of Lan, which is the daughter of the Northern Yan Proton and the etiquette of entering the palace...... Let's keep it simple. ”

"Helan Fu Xie Xià."

"I'm tired, let's disperse." Emperor Nanzhao's interest was reduced a lot by Helan Fu's identity, and he lightly ordered to go down, and left surrounded by the guards Gong'e.

"It was originally the daughter of the proton, and the real person was divided into groups." When Emperor Nanzhao left, he did not make Helan Fu get up, and Helan Fu was still kneeling on the ground. Chen Guiren smiled softly as he walked by her side, but saw Helan Fu raise his head suddenly, his eyes were cold, straight as a knife.

"Are you ......" Chen Guiren was shocked by Helan Fu's unusual woman's eyes, didn't dare to say more, bit his red lip, stomped his feet and was supported by the maid, and hurriedly quickened his pace.

"Sister Helan, get up, Your Majesty is already gone." Xia Ruoqing bent down to support Helan Fu, her eyes were already slightly red: "Let my sister be wronged for me." ”

"I'm used to it, so I don't have to talk about grievances. You...... Being here every day, it's no wonder that the clearance has come to this. Helan Fu stood up along Xia Ruoqing, seeing her uncomfortable appearance, she couldn't help but raise her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes for her.

The long eyelashes are like feathers, and they keep fanning along Helan Fu's fingers. Helan Fu's hands became lighter and lighter, for fear of touching the warm skin on the bottom of his hands.

What grievances...... Finally, I can see her every day, accompany her, and spend the wind and rain with her. Compared with not being able to see each other from afar outside the palace, only seeking the night and night in the dream, what grievances can be talked about......

What she cares about has never been wealth, fame and fortune, high positions and honors, she would rather abandon her father and brother, but she wants to follow her, and share joys and sorrows in this life.

She was rejoicing and willing.

Talk about grievances.

The corners of Helan Fu's lips hooked up a gentle smile that did not match the cold face: "Qingqing, don't be afraid, I will be there in the future." ”

"Sister Helan ......"

A drop of clear tears finally crossed Helan Fu's finger and slid down Xia Ruoqing's cheek, making her even more touching and distressing.

It hurts!

Bai Suha's right hand pressed against his left chest, and he suddenly woke up from his dream.

My heart was beating rapidly, and even if I pressed it with my hand, it was still difficult to calm the heart-wrenching pain in my dream.

Helan Fu, Xia Ruoqing.

I can't help but feel distressed, and the pain in my temples is also swollen, as if something is about to erupt vigorously, almost like it is about to crack.

Ignoring his chest, Bai Suhe bent his legs and buried his head in his knees, hugging the sides of his temples tightly with his hands.

"This life is over, but I hope that in the next life, in the next life, and in the next life, I will never see you again."

Who is so determined?

The shaking purple jade hibiscus ears are no longer clear. Hibiscus is your favorite flower, so delicate and brilliant, just like you used to smile at me before entering the palace.

That's why I always like to carve hibiscus on my ornaments, and everyone thinks I love hibiscus, but I don't know that it's your favorite.

I...... This promise will always be with you in the future, but I am tired after all.

I can't accompany it, this situation shouldn't be, it's against the sky, I'm going today, but please forget.

We will never see each other again.

"Whew!" Bai Suhe's head hugged tighter.

My head hurts! My heart hurts!

Xia Ruoqing, Qingqing!

Qingqing!

The author has something to say: Thank you for the mines, thank you for the comfort of the sisters-3-