In late autumn, the moon is full.

The nine-fold palace is majestic and simple, and the eaves are high and pecked.

In front of the side hall of the West Factory, there are rows of splendid palace lamps.

A beautiful man in a moon-white costume kneeled on a futon under the eaves and held a huqin in his arms.

Nanbaoyi independent courtyard.

The girl's green hairpin is tied up, her face is like a hibiscus, a long water sleeve is behind her, her waist is like a plain, and she is graceful.

The piano sounds.

The palace lamp and the moonlight melt like autumn water, the girl's white water sleeves are melodious, and the body line that gradually unfolds is exquisite, like a blooming late autumn hibiscus, so graceful and tactful, so clean and clean.

The sound of the piano is like flowing water.

The girl's dance skirt is flying, the water sleeves are like practice, she stretches out her slender jade hand to the bright moon in the sky, and her fingertips are delicate and crisp red, like an orchid in full bloom.

The sound of the piano is like a mountain.

The girl enthusiastically clicked on the embroidered shoes, as if stepping on the drastically changing light and shadow, the palace gate, she indulged in the waist and danced, the skirt spread out like flowers, the sleeves were just like the nine heavens of the phoenix, the autumn wind brought up countless red begonia petals, for her to decorate the late night charm.

Gu Chongshan watched, his eyes blazing.

The beauty of Nanbaoyi contains a kind of power, living towards death, endlessly!

The palace gate is hidden.

Outside the gloomy palace gate, Chu Huaixiu stood with his hands in his hands.

He stared at the enthusiastic whirling girl, his expression crazy.

White Dance!

This is Dayong Chang'an, the most popular white silk dance!

And the one that Nan Baoyi danced was different from other noble girls, he had seen it when he was young, this was a white silk dance modified by the princess's sister!

Nan Baoyi has never been to Dayong, and it is impossible to meet the princess's sister.

The only possibility is that the princess's sister is not dead!

She's still alive, she's even in King Jing's Mansion!

Chu Huaixiu's heart was beating wildly.

He heard that before Chinese New Year's Eve last year, Xiao Yi had taken a concubine, loved that concubine like a treasure, and even hid her in the west building of King Jing's mansion to prevent others from watching.

I'm afraid that the concubine is the sister of the crown princess......

On Chu Huaixiu's handsome face, the madness was even worse.

He whispered to the little eunuch: "Tomorrow morning, you go to King Jing's Mansion to deliver a decree, and let Xiao Yi set off in the afternoon and go to Yong'an Mountain to suppress bandits." ”

The little eunuch replied in a low voice.

Chu Huaixiu's gaze did not take his eyes off Nan Baoyi.

He stared at the girl in the moonlight.

seems to have seen that winter, a night of fish and dragon dance on the Shangyuan Festival in Chang'an, and the princess's sister wore a flower god mask and danced this white dance on the stage......

But Nan Baoyi is not his princess sister after all.

Chu Huaixiu looked at it for a moment, smiled faintly, and left calmly.

Tomorrow, he should sleep well tonight to replenish his spirits, get up early to freshen up and dress up, so that he can go to see the princess's sister decently.

The piano has come to an end.

The last bit of piano sound quietly dissipated in the wind like ripples.

Nan Baoyi raised his water sleeves and saluted lightly towards Gu Chongshan Fu: "Your Highness Jin An." ”

She lowered her eyes and slowly withdrew from the courtyard.

She left.

The moonlight is still falling, the autumn wind blows off a few petals of red begonias, and there is a shallow sweet fragrance of hibiscus in the air, witnessing the traces of her visit.

Gu Chongshan hugged Huqin in his arms, and in this cold moonlight, he was stunned.

Nan Rou appeared behind him.

She held her belly, which was not yet pregnant, and mocked: "Nine thousand years old is attracted to my sister? ”

Gu Chongshan put down the huqin and poured wine from the low table.

Nan Yan sat down opposite him and poured wine for him personally, with a smile on his charming face: "My Fair Lady, the gentleman is good." Nan Baoyi was born with a beautiful appearance, if I were a man, maybe I would be tempted. It's just nine thousand years old......"

She raised her eyes and warned in a warning tone: "Nan Baoyi's married woman shouldn't be the person you care about." What's more, you are a eunuch, a eunuch, and it is impossible to form a family lineage. Strengthening yourself is the right thing to do. ”

Gu Chongshan was noncommittal.

"Nine thousand years old, I have an idea that can benefit both you and me."

Nan Yan pushed the wine cup in front of the man, "First of all, you have to use the identity of the crown prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty to seize the territory and people of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Now that the Northern Wei Dynasty is stronger than South Vietnam, you can invade South Vietnam with the hands of the Northern Wei Dynasty and annex the two countries, and you can become the new emperor of the two countries! You don't have an heir, it doesn't matter, what I carry in my belly is your only nephew, and you can make him the crown prince. How is it? ”

The palace lights are like fire.

Her gaze was full of dark desire, more eager than the firelight.

Gu Chongshan is a eunuch.

When he conquered the country, she took the opportunity to play and let the ministers oust Gu Chongshan from the throne, so that her children would be the emperors of the two countries, and she would be the queen mother of the two countries!

The young son is ignorant, she can completely follow the example of the ancient queen mother to listen to the government, take the opportunity to seize power, and become the most powerful woman in the two countries!

Gu Chongshan took a sip of wine.

It is not a wine poured by a beloved woman, and it tastes as tasteless as white water.

He put down the wine cup, lifted his eyes, and glanced deeply at Nan Yan.

He said, "Put away your thoughts. I'm not a faint king, and you can't be called a bad face. ”

After saying that, he walked straight away.

Nan Yan was stunned.

The overwhelming embarrassment consumed her, and she clenched her fists tightly, her face full of impatience.

Next.

Xiao Yi received the holy decree to suppress the bandits, and he was not suspicious.

Since Chu Huaixiu ascended the throne as the emperor, he adhered to the principle of not using it in vain, and all kinds of summons supported him, and the robbers on the hills near Shengjing City were almost ransacked by him.

The robbers are handed over to the prison.

The gold and silver treasures found in the cottage should be taken back to raise soldiers.

He just went to Yong'an Mountain to relax, arranged the affairs of King Jing's Mansion, and left Shengjing slowly with Tianshu.

At dusk, Long Yuan stopped in front of King Jing's mansion.

Chu Huai Xiu got rid of the unruly dress on weekdays, the golden dragon crown was worn uprightly, the Ming Huang dragon robe was even more neat and new, the crested head was down, and he rarely wore Silla socks.

Young genius, handsome and tall.

He stepped out of the dragon chariot and calmly entered the Jingwang Mansion.

He had come to Jingwangfu to play in the past, so he was familiar with the topography of the palace.

The palace housekeeper watched him go straight to the Chaoxi Courtyard, remembering that Xiao Yi had ordered no one to enter the Chaoxi Courtyard before leaving, and was immediately frightened: "Your Majesty, my family's grandfather will go out to suppress bandits in the afternoon, and he is not in the palace!" ”

"I know."

Chu Huaixiu stood at the gate of Chaoxi Courtyard.

He looked up in the direction of the theater, and the smile on his lips was gentle.

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