"Why do you need to rush to blow the clouds, and the cold will open the golden cake. If you don't go upstairs tonight, the year will be empty. The osmanthus fragrance is cold, and the west wind shadow of the sycamore leaves. The guest is drunk leaning on the river bridge, and the light is sad! A shallow voice came out of Lingji's red lips.

It was already the time to return from the palace to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and she sat alone in the back garden to admire the moon without sleeping.

A guard hurriedly came to report, saying that the left overseer came to visit, Lingji's cold eyes smiled lightly, this overseer really does not avoid suspicion, and he is not afraid to gossip when he comes to the princess's mansion on such a Mid-Autumn night.

"Go back to him, it's inconvenient to visit late at night, you ask him to go back!" The last time he showed her his heart, her heart suddenly understood, it turned out that she had always had a place in her heart, but it was hidden! No one has ever broken the forbidden area, just let it pile up into a little image of the long past, and now everything is different, and the image is so clear that she can no longer ignore it! That's a red flag!

However, the distance between her and Xiyan is like that of a bird and a fish, she can't imagine her mother Xidie's disappointment in her, let alone the monstrous anger of Xiwangfu! That's it, this love that ends without a fate!

In the next few days, Bi Xiyan seemed to be a different person, not afraid of her rejection at all, but became more and more frustrated, no, here it is again!

The fifteenth moon is extraordinarily round, the fragrance of osmanthus and chrysanthemums is permeated in the garden, a gust of autumn wind is even more fragrant, the sound of the flute in the distance is gradually slowing, the artistic conception is high and low and hooking, she closed her eyes and listened quietly.

Suddenly there was a warmth in her eyes, who blindfolded her? Lingji secretly wondered: "No one in this mansion dares to be so presumptuous, who is it?" It must be Bi Xiyan, only he will be like this! ”

"Xi Yan, how did you get in, you are so presumptuous, you dare to do this!" Lingji Jiao, as she spoke, she shook off his hand vigorously!

Xi Yan's handsome face was unmoved, sat on the stone bench next to him, and said unhurriedly: "Why should the princess be angry, I came all the way, and if you don't let me in, I have to climb over the wall." ”

Lingji expected this to be the case, she had already sent him back, and it stands to reason that the guards were not so bold to let him in, and this guy must have come in secretly.

"The Overseers are getting bolder and bolder, and the princess's mansion dares to sneak in, so I'm not afraid I'll condemn you!" Lingji said coldly.

Xi Yan's peach blossom eyes rose: "So I also admit it, why should the princess refuse people thousands of miles away, even if there are swords, mountains and fires in the princess's mansion, I also want to break through, because my beloved is here." ”

Lingji was speechless about his dead skin, was it too good for him recently!

"Are you sure I'm something you can mess with? Can you stand up to my mother's forces? Can you fight against the forces of the King of the West? Can you afford the result? Can you pass the level than adults? Lingji stared at his eyes and asked menacingly, the difficulties between them, just one of them overwhelmed him! Why did he provoke her!

A pair of slender peach blossom eyes under Xi Yanjian's eyebrows looked directly at her, his eyes were full of perseverance, and he said solemnly: "I am not afraid of life and death, but also afraid of those external challenges, I believe that I can overcome all difficulties." ”

Ling Ji saw his eyes, as if she saw the boy in the 'Winged Mountain' again, her heart throbbed a little, could she trust him once? No, absolutely not! She can't be soft-hearted! In case of failure, the result is not something the two of them can afford.

"Let's go, your love is far from what I can't bear, I can't be scolded!" Lingji shook her head.

Xi Yan said unrelentingly: "There is nothing difficult in the world, I am only afraid of people with hearts, my heart is like a stone, I have already told you, I know that you don't hate me, it's enough, I won't give up." It's late at night, you rest early, I'm gone. ”

The wind in the middle of the night carried the clothes of the past as if they had gone away, everything became hot again, and there was no coolness of the autumn wind, Lingji's heart was like fire, could he persevere?

Liao's house, Mrs. Liao's condition is like a god's assist, and she has been able to get out of bed on crutches for more than half a month.

The dinner is set in the back garden, after the meal, the maid presents fruit refreshments, lights the sky lantern and is clearly shaking, and the younger children in the house are playing with small firecrackers and laughing crisp and sweet, soft and glutinous when they are coquettish!

The moonlight is sultry and fragrant, the son is like a jade matchless, the beauty is like the Nine Heavens Xuannu Wan Ting, the breeze sends cool clothes and fragrance, how many young men have been lost!

Li Sheng looked at Chunliu affectionately, saw that she was greedy and drank a cup of fruit wine, and doted: "Drink less wine, take the bright moon breeze, and take a walk!"

Junru nodded, that's fine!

Wang Zilin looked at the scene in front of him, and secretly felt sad, as long as there is a place for Chunliu, his senior brother will never be able to see himself!

Dong Ling was playing with firecrackers with the children, and saw Wang Zilin sitting there alone drinking tea, so he walked over and said thoughtfully: "Miss Zilin, let's go for a walk too!"

Wang Zilin nodded, that would be better than her being self-pitying!

Hua Yu helped Mrs. Liao to walk forward on the path in the back garden.

Old lady Liao looked at the bright moon in the sky, and looked at the face of Hua Yu on his side that was somewhat similar to his mother's, mixed with sadness and joy!

Sad so Mid-Autumn Festival moon thinking of relatives, his daughter has left him for more than ten years, happy is that his nephew is still staying by his side, this doll not only has a talent but also filial piety.

Entering the room, Mrs. Liao took out a painting, carefully opened it and handed it to Hua Yu, and said, "This is made by your mother when she was five years old, I'll show it to you today!"

Hua Yu looks at the picture of four bees picking flowers on the painting, and a few bees are crooked but cute!

Master Liao seemed to fall into a long memory, and said with a smile: "At that time, Ji'er said that these four bees are a family, me, your dead grandfather, your mother and your uncle, your mother was soft and glutinous when she was a child, and her bun face was big and clear-eyed, I still remember her cute appearance, pouted and said to me, 'That little bee is the younger brother, the fattest is the father, the slender and thin is the mother, and as for the red bee, it is Ji'er.' Hua Yu, look at this bee, it looks like your mother! She was so tough when she was a child, boys dared to beat her! ”

Hua Yu was slightly stunned, his mother was so cute when she was a child, and in his memory, her mother was always a submissive survival in the harem, and she never dared to make trouble.

"Oh, yes!" The feathers are cramped, and how happy her mother was when she was a child set off how unfortunate she was in Nanyan.

Old lady Liao took out a delicate Eight Treasures Si Yingluo gold lock from the cabinet again, handed it to him, and said: "Hua Yu, this Yingluo gold lock was carefully built by the craftsman you were born in, and it was originally intended to be a gift for your birth, but I was afraid of causing a bad impact on your mother and son, so I kept it and didn't send it, I gave it to you today, and you keep it well." It can be regarded as a fulfillment of my heart, when I was sick in bed, I thought that I would not have a chance to see you in this life, and God treated me well! I can be reunited with you in my lifetime. ”

Hua Yu took the golden lock, he didn't expect that when he was born, his grandfather actually prepared a gift for him, from the memory of his mother to him, until she married far away to the South Flame Kingdom, his grandfather broke off relations with her, at that time I still remember my mother's melancholy expression. It turned out that my grandfather's love for them had never changed, and blood was thicker than blood could not be changed.

"Child, I'm ashamed of you, when you came all the way to Yunmeng Kingdom to find your grandfather, your grandfather treated you like this, your grandfather was afraid that it would affect you, you are the little uncle of Nanyan Kingdom, you shouldn't have anything to do with Yunmengguo, it's just that I figured it out after I got sick, I have lost your mother and don't want to lose you again!" Old lady Liao held Hua Yu's hand, and the old tears were all over the place.

Hua Yu took out a handkerchief, helped him wipe away his tears, and choked up: "Today is a good day, don't talk about those things, the past is over, I'm not here, my grandfather has to be good, I want to honor you well, make up for my mother's share, don't be sad anymore." ”

Old lady Liao nodded, he was confused, and his grandson was still here to mention those sad pasts, which was really a bit out of place.

Old lady Liao put away the painting and said: "You're right, let's go, let's go see the fireworks, how many years have there been no fireworks in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and today's fireworks are for you." ”

Hua Yu helped Mrs. Liao and smiled: "Okay, grandfather, I like fireworks very much, let's go!" The day finally came, as his mother said, to let him grow up to honor his grandfather, and send him to the end of his grandfather in a hundred years, and complete her unfinished mission in her place.

The fireworks bloomed brilliantly in the sky, and the young face of Hua Yu and the old lady Liao had a bright smile on her face, this is happiness!

Junryo stood under the tree, looking at the colorful fireworks in the sky, her beautiful face was full of smiles, her big eyes were bent into crescents, and her long eyelashes trembled like butterflies.

Li Sheng stood under the tree in a daze, as if all the splendor in this world could not compare to a smile from Junru.

Chunliu saw the rise, pushed Lisheng beside him and said, "Lisheng, look, how beautiful this firework is." ”

Li Sheng smiled, grabbed her hand, and said in a magnetic voice: "Although it is gorgeous and colorful, it is far from being compared to Chunliu." ”

Chunliu was pulled over by her, his ears were his magnetic voice, Lisheng was like Mo Shangyu under the bright and dark reflection of the fireworks, which made people feel relaxed, his eyes looked at her affectionately, and in an instant he felt that the fireworks had lost their luster in the man in front of him.

"Lisheng, you." Junryu's face is slightly reddish.

Li Sheng's hand touched her long hair, and said gently: "This young lady, this son has been pleased with you for a long time, it's good to go to Xuesen Country with me, I will take care of you for the rest of your life." ”

Chunliu was surprised, it had only been a long time since she last showed her heart, and he asked her to go back to Xuesen Country with him, was it too fast, she was a princess, his home was in Nanyan Country, how could she go to Xuesen Country with her, it was strange that her father would agree!

"Lisheng, if I say that I must live in the South Flame Country in the future, will you live with me in the South Flame Country?" Junryu said tentatively.

Li Sheng stroked her long hair and said, "Where there is you, it is my paradise, I will follow you, as long as you want." ”

He agreed, he actually agreed, and Chunliu asked again: "Then I will marry you, you came here upside down, no opinion?" ”

Li Sheng put his arms around her and murmured, "Then you have to be responsible for me." ”

Chunliu didn't expect to be so Lisheng didn't mind, if that was the case, she would have to plan well and ask her father for advice.