The ancients' green plum boiled wine talked about heroes, how high-spirited, and I could only helplessly drink green plum warm wine, even the sadness could not be suppressed, unable to resist its silent condensation in the bottom of my heart, more and more, more and more intense, and I couldn't find an outlet to vent.

I raised my glass and drank it all, hoping that the wine in the glass could make me drunk and relieve a thousand sorrows. I drank cup after glass, dripping with joy, but unfortunately the degree of this wine was too low, and I drank a pot of wine violently, and I didn't feel much drunk.

Suddenly, I realized that this feeling of being slightly drunk was really good. You can forget everything for a while, no longer embarrass yourself with thousands of thoughts, and you won't get drunk and groggy.

Canghai, who was on the opposite side of the case, sat quietly and did not make a sound to stop him. Or does he think that this is the first time I have faced someone who has nothing to do with him, and that it is difficult for him to accept that he is dying, and that he is drowning his sorrows? Or does he like to be with me quietly, no matter what I do?

By the time a full moon rose shyly, I had already drunk the second jug. Only then did I realize that my eyes were finally beginning to blur.

I got up contentedly, staggered forward, and walked on the ground like water and moonlight, and in a trance it was like walking on the clouds. Looking at it, this was originally the mansion of the great prince Bao Wangye, carved beams and paintings everywhere, the atmosphere is magnificent, in the hazy moonlight, the snow is faint, everything in front of you seems to be covered with a layer of light veil.

I sighed infinitely, it's a full moon again: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky~ I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is tonight?"

Canghai followed me with a gentle figure, his voice was as elegant as a magnolia blooming under the moon, faintly fragrant: "Good words!"

I raised a smile at the corner of my mouth, of course it was a good word, originally this water tune song was sung through the ages. Involuntarily, I hummed softly: "When is the bright moon?

I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace~"

"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world~"

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, why should I say goodbye?"

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles~"

The long and long tune, my slightly childish voice, hummed with a unique flavor, and I was intoxicated to listen to it.

Canghai was even more stupid, looking up at the full moon in the sky in a daze, motionless. The breeze came slowly, blowing through the long white hairband of the sea, and dancing out of a graceful and noble arc.

Leaning his head on the carved agarwood, before I woke up, I heard someone's low voice in a trance, and the noble concubine asked her father-in-law to come to ask for someone!

A spirit, I subconsciously turned around, walked away, and fell on the snow under the porch with a clatter.

"Oops!" I cried, and was immediately pulled up, and the next moment fell into the warm embrace. There was a faint sandalwood lingering on the tip of my nose, and I didn't have to look to know that the sea picked me up.

"What should I do?!! The noble concubine has come to the door!" I asked hastily, the standard expression of weakness of heart just right to show my innocence.

"Rest assured. Everything has me. Canghai's comforting voice was gentle for a moment, and the next moment it was as cold as ice, "I said that I would let the noble concubine knock out her front teeth and swallow blood." ”

Sitting lazily on the couch behind the screen, I openly pricked up my ears to eavesdrop, listening to the conversation of the rich father-in-law, the great eunuch who was sitting on the chair of the prince in the main hall outside.

"Eighth Prince!" The sharp and soft voice was full of humility, and he spoke very gently, "The old slave is rashly disturbed, and I hope that the prince will forgive his sins~"

"Say, Concubine Gao wants you to come," Canghai's voice was cold and stiff, "What to do?"

"Ask the prince, reward the lowly old lady Rong and bring it back to the old slave," the rich father-in-law nodded and bowed, his voice was extremely humble, "If Mama Rong commits the following crimes, let the old slave take it back, let the mother discipline her well, and you will definitely satisfy the prince......"

The rich father-in-law's shrill voice was still chattering, and was interrupted by Canghai: "The father-in-law is in the wrong place, this king has never seen any grandma." Drop-off. ”

"Lord, lord, old slave Rong finished speaking......" The two stout guards came out in response, and they couldn't help but pick up the rich father-in-law and left, no matter whether the rich father-in-law begged for mercy or screamed, he was unmoved and sent directly outside the gate, before putting it down, turning around and returning to Yan's mansion.

The rich father-in-law was embarrassed, and as soon as he landed, he stomped his feet, glared at Yan Fu hatefully, and turned around and left. Maybe he was accustomed to the honor of the noble concubine, and the rich father-in-law, who had never been cold-faced, was dumped for the first time, and he was so suppressed that he couldn't say the next sentence, and his chest was out of breath.

Sitting in the carriage, the rich father-in-law cursed in a low voice: "A powerless and powerless broken prince dares to show me a face! Hmph, it depends on the master to beat the dog! If I don't repay this insult, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart!"

The full moon is half hidden in the clouds, and the one who wants to say goodbye is faintly visible. The glazed tiles of the imperial capital are still in a silver light.

In the Zekun Palace, the rich father-in-law vividly recounted the experience of being extremely despised on this trip, and when he looked up, he was shocked by the shock that had never appeared on the face of the noble concubine, who had always been graceful and elegant, and knelt there, dumbfounded, and did not dare to move.

The noble concubine was shocked, slapped the flowery and rich embroidered silk chair, and gritted her teeth: "You dare to detain Mama Rong, and you will deny it! Come on, give me a secret search of the Yan Mansion and the Eighth Prince's Mansion! When someone is found, I will let you Xuanyuan Xi go around without eating!"

The figures of several secret guards swept by, rushing straight from Zekun Palace to Yan's mansion.

In the study room of Lingxiao Palace, the emperor sat peacefully in the chair behind the dragon case, looking down at the fold in his hand, while listening to the low report of Gonggong Qin kneeling on the ground.

"The concubine Niangniang sent all her secret guards out and went to the Yan Mansion where the eighth prince lived. Did the old slave arrange for someone to follow and inform the Eighth Prince?" Father-in-law Qin's voice was low and soft, like a few wisps of cold wind leaking through the window paper, clear but soft.

"No, the secret guards around Xi'er are not necessarily more incompetent than the secret guards of the noble concubine. The emperor waved his hand, his face calm, "Go ahead, Xi'er will be able to take charge of it alone, just tell me the result." ”

"Yes!" Father-in-law Qin bowed respectfully, quietly exited the study, and stood silently in front of the door, glanced at the gloomy night, and pursed his lips.

Time passed slowly, the moonlight suddenly brightened and dimmed, and Father-in-law Qin stood quietly, holding his breath. Motionless and unsquinting, his gaze fell on the dust handle of the golden silk nanmu in his hand.

Despite all the knowledge, I still feel vaguely uneasy about what will happen tonight. The noble concubine, who is entrenched in the harem and ruthless, actually faced the cold and ruthless eighth prince with a treacherous temperament? !