Reunion after a long absence, it is a touching touch, a gratitude, and another source of motivation.

When Jing Wu hugged Miankai, Miankai tilted her little head and blinked her eyes and asked Jing Wu: "E-niang, why do other children say that my E-niang will not accompany me?" They said that Huang Ama doesn't want you anymore, so will there be no day when you don't want Miankai? ”

Childlike words.

Children often say the most touching words.

Jing was dumbfounded, she didn't know how to answer Miankai, so she had to hug the little guy tighter, "Eniang will always accompany Miankai, and it won't change." ”

"What about Huang Ama?"

……

Jing really doesn't know.

But she knew that she couldn't let Miankai feel abandoned anymore. If such a big child is humble in his heart, he can't correct it for the rest of his life.

When Shu Tong took Miankai out to play, Jing Wu calmed down and talked with Ying Concubine and Chun Guiren.

"Looking at your sister like this, I really want to cut that shadow with a thousand cuts." If you don't taboo this place at the beginning, you can say it when you open your mouth.

Concubine Ying sighed: "I used to hear others say that the imperial concubine Niangniang was the tip of the emperor's heart, but you see that when the newcomer came, she also fell from the tip of her heart into the swamp, and she was not spared. ”

"Okay, you two are really straightforward, if someone else listens to a few words, I'm afraid there will be chaos again." Jing admonished.

Ruochu was angry, "It's all those who chew the root of the tongue to damn, you say, how can anything make my sister catch up?" ”

"Can why? For Niangniangbei. "Concubine Ying knows the root of this feud all too well.

Jing Wu is not presumptuous, "They want me to die, but I want to live well and live a wonderful life." ”

"That's right." Ruochu's face was full of relief.

"How's the concubine?" Jing asked.

That's a lot to say.

"It's just a name." Ying Concubine said sourly.

"What do you mean?" Jing was puzzled.

Ruochu understood it, and explained to Jing Wu: "Concubine Ying's meaning is in place, the entire harem is basically the only concubine, and the most powerful person is the nobleman, who is really a powerful minion." ”

Jing Wu looked at Ruochu and Ying Concubine, and couldn't help but worry about them: "Then what should you do if you come here and be found out like this?" ”

Ruochu said with a mysterious smile: "If this matter is not for the emperor's permission, how can we come over." It's just that I didn't say it explicitly. ”

Ruochu didn't want the relationship between his sister and the emperor to be so stiff, so he wanted to match the two of them for anything.

But Jing's heart was already cold, "Don't mention him......"

If you first look at Jing's serious appearance, you don't dare to say any more.

"I have no future ...... with him" After a long time, Jing Wu said such a sentence.

Maybe there is an element of gambling in this, but it is definitely Jing's voice.

"Sister, maybe the emperor is just a momentary ghost to be like this, you used to be so in love, don't give up easily." Ruochu witnessed the twists and turns between the emperor and his sister, and he didn't want anything to happen between them.

Jing Wu herself can't understand, who knows why she is now, but one thing is certain, she is worthy of her heart, and she has always been worthy of the emperor.

Outside the palace, it is touching.

In the palace, the waves are treacherous.

On the eve of the celebration of the Birthday Festival.

After the emperor replied to the palace, he stayed in Yuqing Palace under the pretext of illness.

Shuying is really like an ant on a hot pan.

"Will the stepfather come?"

"Are they really going to stab?"

……

These flashing questions are tormenting Shuying.

In the middle of the night, Shuying was talking about what nice clothes to wear tomorrow with Chun Tao, and was disturbed by a pigeon that flew to the bed.

The pigeon is gray and black, which is the carrier pigeon used by the White Lotus Sect.

Shuying was excited, and quickly looked at Chun Tao behind him. I saw that Chun Tao was still in Bala's clothes, and there didn't seem to be anything abnormal.

He reached out and untied the scroll tied to the pigeon's feet.

It reads:

Longevity, longevity, Xiangzhuang sword dance, beauty wine.

This payment is the words of his father-in-law Liu Tianxie, but the meaning of how to do it is not understood for a while.

Ten thousand hands, ten thousand longevity knots, Shuying can see that it is certain to start as early as this day, what does it mean to sacrifice the sword and the beautiful wine? Is it when you dance, or when you toast?

Shuying, who hadn't figured it out all night, just sat with his head in his arms until dawn.

Chun Tao was startled when she entered, "Chang is here, why are you still here?" It would be great if the wind was blowing. ”

Shuying was in a trance, but his spirit was still tense.

Chun Tao picked a peach-pink long skirt, sandwiched with the unique inlaid piping brocade of the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau, which looked pure and bright.

From the moment he stepped out of the Chengsu Palace, Shuying always felt that everyone around him was very strange.

Entered the Changyin Pavilion.

It's magnificent.

The Emperor Taishang is older, but he loves to be more lively, and he sat on the second floor of Changyin Pavilion early.

Shuying didn't go early, she said that she was afraid of being embarrassed and restrained when she waited, but it wasn't too late.

Jiaqing came over after singing the opening scene of an excerpt and accompanied by Chang Delai.

The ministers don't know each other in the seats, and she doesn't pay much attention to the court.

Jiaqing seemed to want Shuying to get closer, so he stretched out his hand to her.

Shuying's heart moved, and she blushed with shame.

Sitting behind Jiaqing, I was a little closer to him.

On both sides of Jiaqing are Concubine Niangniang and Concubine Ying, both of whom are noble people in their positions.

On the stage, heavy makeup is smeared, and it is graceful to listen.

Under the stage, humming and moving, willing to stretch.

After a few excerpts of drama and singing, Chang Delai attached it to Jiaqing's ear and said: "Your Majesty, the next thing is the sword dance, this is a trick that the music workshop has practiced for a long time." ”

Sword dance, this is Qianlong's love drama.

I saw the drum beating Romy, and a group of women with high black hair came to the stage barefoot in red gauze clothes.

Spinner, sword-wielding, eyes in the oven.

Shuying almost held her breath, and one of them was silently reciting in her mind: Xiang Zhuang dancing with swords, and beautiful women offering wine.

I saw Shuying clenching the chair with both hands, and his eyes were red.

The drumbeat is getting denser and denser, and the hearts of those who listen are beating and their nerves are tight.

Suddenly, a dancer gently picked up the flask on the table next to her with her sword and poured it high into the glass.

Then, putting down the wine jug, the tip of the sword picked up the wine glass, bent down, and threw the wine glass straight in front of Jiaqing.

"Huh~~"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the exquisite and beautiful dancing of the woman in red, watching the wine glass fly down to the Jiaqing table, impartial, not spilling.

"Wow!" Everyone cheered in amazement and couldn't stop sighing: "Absolutely." ”

This glass of wine was also in everyone's expectation, and it was held in Jiaqing's hand.

Shu Yingxin raised her throat, and she prayed over and over again that there would be no sword and sword shadows. But I didn't expect it to be such a "way of offering wine".

What to do? The emperor can't have anything, and she doesn't allow him to have anything, but this wine sparse shadow is really not sure if there will be a problem, in case......

She didn't dare to think about this what if, and she couldn't let the emperor have any if.

Just when Jiaqing raised his glass and smiled and wanted to drink it all, he heard Shuying tremble and shout: "Don't drink!"