Don't talk nonsense, I'm also a married girl, speaking of which, it's just my mother's family. Mingxuan also laughed, "The two of us are suffering from the same disease." Fortunately, we are thick-skinned, so we don't care what my brothers and sisters-in-law say. ”

"The eldest cousin is gentle and considerate, and she can't wait to offer you as an ancestor, how can she say anything." Yun Dai said.

"What about me, the grandfather, father and mother, and two elder brothers at the head of the family, which one doesn't treat you as an ancestor?" Mingxuan pouted, "Compare my own life." ”

Yun Dai picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into her mouth: "Give you an extra piece to eat, plug your mouth!" ”

The two of them laughed and had dinner, walked around the garden a few times to digest their food, and then went back to the house to wash and sleep.

Two days later, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

This is a day of reunion, a big festival, and even the imperial court will give the officials a holiday.

It stands to reason that the palace should take Yun Dai back to the palace. Even if you don't go back to the palace, you should have something to say. But except for the food and clothing sent by the celebrant in the palace, there was no news at all.

Zhao Yuanjing didn't even send someone to ask.

Yun Dai spent three days embroidering a purse and asking people to send it to Zhao Yuanjing.

She apologized to him.

But Zhao Yuanjing didn't respond to anything.

Yun Dai is also forgotten.

She apologized twice, but people still ignored her, do you want to put a hot face on your cold ass for the third time?

In the evening, the Hou Mansion had a reunion dinner, and after eating, the Mingjing and Mingwei brothers were not addicted, and invited a few friends to eat wine and admire the moon together, and chanted poems against each other.

Because of the state funeral this year, no banquet was held in the palace, and the princes and nobles celebrated the festival at home.

The Ming brothers invited King Yi as a guest.

Zhao Yuanhe and the Ming brothers are close friends and often mess around together. When Zhao Yuanhe was about to go out, he heard movement and asked his entourage to take a look.

The retinue saw the King of Qin sitting alone under the laurel tree in the courtyard, drinking to the moon.

The back looks a little lonely.

"It's Lord Qin." The attendant whispered, "Sitting there drinking alone." ”

Zhao Yuanhe's Qingrun face showed a little pity: "Uncle Xiao Huang has a deep brotherly relationship with his father, and when his father died, Uncle Xiao Huang is also sad." What's more, there is not even a caring person in his house who can speak. ”

He walked over slowly and said with a smile: "Today is the reunion day, and the little emperor is drinking alone here, isn't it a pity to have this beautiful day?" ”

Zhao Shu raised his eyes to look at him, and said lightly: "There is a Mid-Autumn Festival every year, the moon is full, what is the pity." Are you going out? ”

"Yes, the Ming brothers invited me to come over to admire the moon." Zhao Yuanhe said with a smile, "Uncle Xiaohuang will go with me, right?" It's more crowded and more lively. ”

"No, no."

"Uncle Xiao Huang should accompany his nephew, right?" Zhao Yuanhe gently insisted, "My nephew is blind and can't see the road ahead. ”

He fumbled and reached out to pull Zhao Shu's arm, "Let's go, let's go, Uncle Xiaohuang." ”

Zhao Shu was so troubled by him that he couldn't help it, so he had to put down the wine jug, board the carriage with him, and go to the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion.

The brothers of the Ming family didn't expect to invite this big guy and came out to greet them together.

Zhao Shu waved his hand and said: "You don't have to worry about this king, just treat this king as if it doesn't exist." ”

That being said, who would dare to really ignore him.

These sons and buddies love to stay together and chant poems against each other, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival with a full moon, they put out melon and fruit wine in the garden, pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and compose poems with the theme of the moon. Take a hundred times to read the latest chapter of "The Queen is My Black Moonlight Claw Book House" for free for the first time.

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