Qi Zheng hurriedly retracted his gaze, lowered his head, sobbed slightly, and said softly: "General Qi, let's go quickly, so as not to make the general laugh." ”

General Qi leaned over and patted the dust on the stone beside Qizheng, sat down, and looked at Qizheng: "Joke? I never look at other people's jokes, and besides, your jokes may not be funny. Seeing that Qi Zheng was silent, he pointed to the moon in the sky, "Look, isn't the moon crying too, isn't it funny?" ”

Qi Zheng raised his eyes and looked at the sky, looking at General Qi curiously: "The moon is crying?" ”

"Isn't the moon a lonely one, just like you, except that it is high above and you are below you." General Qi looked at the moon and smiled indifferently.

Qi Zheng frowned and said, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"I don't know, but the person who sits in this place and cries won't be a noble lord, am I right?"

Qi Zheng used a brocade to remove the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said slightly: "The general is really a smart person." ”

"You're not a joke but I don't look at your jokes, I'm not a general, why do you call me a general?" He spoke lightly.

Qi Zheng was a little overwhelmed, and hurriedly said, "No, I ...... I saw other people call you a general, and I didn't know how to call a general, so I followed them to call you a general. ”

He laughed out loud and looked at him again: "They call me a general because my father is a general, and others have called me a major general since I was a child, and after I became the commander of the Praetorian Guard, I directly changed my name to a general, you say, am I a general who is not right?" ”

Qi Zheng burst into tears and laughed, lowered his eyes and thought for a moment before he spoke: "The general may not be a general, but others call the general a general, and the general is used to it, so I still follow others to call the general." ”

"Okay, okay, you bunch of generals have confused me." He hurriedly stopped Qi Zheng's words, paused, and looked at Qi Zheng, "Under Qi Huanyi." ”

Qi Zheng raised his eyes, met his gaze, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly lowered his eyebrows and said, "It's not early, isn't the general going to inspect?" ”

"Didn't I tell you all your names, why do you still call me General, I have something to go home today, otherwise I can stay here with you for so long."

Qizheng slowly stood up: "Then the general should go home quickly, I have to go back too." ”

"Okay, then I'll go, but I hope that the next time I see you, you don't wipe your tears, and it's inevitable that you will be wronged in this palace." He got up and left, took two steps forward, stopped, looked back at Qizheng, and said in a calm voice: "I told you, when you laugh, you look much better." With that, he walked towards the west gate, and the figure disappeared into the twilight.

Qizheng stood in place and was a little stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly returned to Yuming Palace, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he was greeted by Forget Xue: "Where is the master?" ”

Qi Zheng was thinking about it, and was startled by the voice of Forget Xue, and suddenly came back to his senses, and said busily: "No, I'm bored in the hall, go out for a walk." ”

"The slave and maid just couldn't sleep, go to see if the master has any instructions, but I didn't see the master, so the master should go into the house quickly." Forget the snow trail.

Qizheng nodded, walked into the hall, forgot Xue took the lamp, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt on the couch, and made the whole bed, before looking back at Qizheng: "Master, the bed is ready, the master should go to bed early." Seeing that Qizheng's face was abnormal, he hurriedly walked up to Qizheng and frowned: "Has the master cried?" The cheeks are red, is someone bullying the master? ”

Qizheng hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, it's just that I saw the moon and touched the scene." ”

Forget Xue seemed to believe it or not, but when she heard Qizheng say this, she nodded slightly: "Master, don't think about it, rest early." ”

"Well, stand down." Qi Zheng bowed his head.

Forget Xue owes and retreats.

Qi Zheng lay on the bed, still tossing and turning, and did not fall asleep until late at night.

For a few days, Qizheng seemed to be confused in a half-dream, and forgot to ask Xiaofuzi for some silk threads, so that Qizheng could embroider some flowers and plants to pass the time, Qizheng sat quietly at the table, pulling the needle and thread in his hand, Qingchu came in from outside the door, and said with a smile: "Master, you don't know, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the palace is lively." ”

"Qing Chu." Forget Xue hurriedly shouted, frowning and looking at Qingchu.

Qing Chu looked at the low-eyebrow embroidered Qi Zheng, and then he realized and lowered his head: "Master, the slave should die." ”

"It's okay, let's go on, I've been in this palace for a long time, and I want to hear about things outside." Qi Zheng kept his eyes calm, did not stop the movements in his hands, and said lightly.

Qingchu said cautiously: "I heard that Prince Yu has returned from Jiangnan, and the Queen Mother will set up a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in Cining Palace tonight. ”

"Yikes." As soon as Qing Chu finished speaking, Qi Zheng was shocked, looked at his hand with low eyebrows, blood dripping from his fingertips, and he was a little stunned.

"The master is fine, Qingchu, what are you talking about, the master has broken his hand." Forget Xue complained.

Qing Chu hurriedly knelt down: "The slave should die." ”

Qi Zheng came back to his senses, wiped the blood drops from his fingertips, looked at Qing Chu, and said lightly: "I don't blame you, I was careless, get up." ”

"Thank you, master." Qing Chu stood up.

Forget Xue slowly spoke: "Then, is the master going?" ”

Qizheng frowned, and said lightly: "Don't go, forget the snow, someone will come to pass the word in a while, and say that the concubine is sick and can't go." ”

"Yes." Forget Xue answered, and looked at Qizheng puzzled: "However, doesn't the master want to seize this opportunity, maybe there is a slight turnaround." ”

Qizheng shook his head lightly, and said with his eyes: "I can't go if I have a turnaround, how can I still have the face to see her now......"

"Who did the master say about her?" Qing Chu asked curiously.

"Don't ask, the master should be hungry too, go and bring lunch." Forget the snow and busy.

Qing Chu answered and retreated.

At night, Qi Zheng was still sitting at the table, embroidering flowers by the faint candle flame, suddenly stopped, looked out the window, lowered his eyes, stroked the embroidered face with his fingers, and sighed slightly in his heart, "Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I finally have the opportunity to see my sister, but I can't go, my sister knows, my father and mother know, although my father will cast a spell to let me leave this place, but I am afraid that the emperor's prejudice against the Fu family will deepen again, helpless, only to stay in the quiet and cold Yuming Palace." Qi Zheng raised his eyes and looked around.

"Is the master tired, why don't you rest earlier?" Forget Xue, who was standing on the side, asked.

Qizheng shook his head slightly: "I'm not tired yet, it should be very lively outside, you can tell Shang Qingchu to go out for a walk." ”

Qing Chu was a little happy, but said helplessly: "But, what if the slaves and maids go out and the masters." ”

Qi Zheng smiled: "I won't lose it in this hall, go ahead." ”

"Yes, thank you, master." Qing Chu smiled, and then pulled Forget Xue towards the palace gate.

Qizheng slowly got up, straightened the silk threads on the table, and suddenly heard the footsteps of the two girls stop, packed up the things in his hand, and asked, "What's wrong?" He slowly raised his eyes to look at the door of the temple, and was stunned, and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks......