The crown prince's breath became heavier and heavier. Xue Ke chuckled and said, "I don't know if this counts as compensation for His Highness?" ”

The prince looked at her smile and only felt that he had no dignity, and just wanted to flatly refuse, but Xue Ke adjusted his sitting posture on him, and his hand went in along his underwear. The moment he made contact, the prince couldn't help but gasp, and his words of refusal turned into gasps: "You can do whatever you want." The prince wanted to show that he didn't care, but he said a word intermittently, sounding like a moan and begging for mercy.

There was a sudden silence all around, only listening to the chirping of the swallows returning from the twilight, and the prince felt that he could even hear the sound of the wind blowing off the osmanthus stamens, and the sound of the surrounding shadow guards holding their breath. The prince didn't even dare to open his eyes to look at Xue Ke, he just closed his eyes and released himself in a shameful and incomparable stimulus.

Hearing this, Xue Ke smiled softly in his ear: "Your Highness, I'll go back and wash my hands first." Your Highness remembers the Mid-Autumn Festival! ”

The prince closed his eyes, tried to adjust his breathing, and said in the voice that he felt the most calm, "You should retreat first." ”

After hearing the footsteps far away, the prince opened his eyes, drank two sips of tea that was already cold, slowly dusted off the hem of his robe, stood up, and threw a sentence when he walked to the bottom of the porch: "Yingda, you take a few brothers to tidy up the Linglong Pavilion." After saying that, he walked into the room, leaving a wail.

Linglong Pavilion is the intelligence agency of the East Palace, the daily dark file news is transmitted, there is a special person to sort it out, the management of Linglong Pavilion is a Nangong Lord, because Linglong Pavilion involves secrets, so there are not many people, this Nangong Lord often applies for the transfer of a few shadow guards, usually some secret pile business, and that Nangong Lord has a strange mind, last time Eleven was borrowed to see more than 20 corpses, just in order to compare the wound of a short-bladed dagger, Eleven was forcibly isolated by the senior brothers for more than half a month because of the smell of corpses on his body, So the shadow guards avoided it one by one. Only Kagezo sniffled: "I think it's worth it." There were a few more suppressed chuckles, and the shadow coughed, and the surroundings fell silent again.

Sure enough, after noon on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Xing'er came over to spread the word and asked Xue Ke to prepare.

Xue Ke was wearing the clothes of an entourage maid, his face was painted a little yellow, his eyebrows were a little thick, and the corners of his mouth were drooping downward.

The prince was also startled, and took a closer look, as long as he didn't pay attention deliberately, it was indeed not easy to recognize, the dinner party was not as bright as the day, and the figures were staggered, and it was estimated that no one would stare at a girl.

Xue Ke bent over and hunched his back behind the prince, following in unison. The Mid-Autumn Festival was originally a family banquet, the princess and the king of the county came over, everyone was high-crowned, the clothes were fragrant and the sideburns were shadows, it was really the weather of the heavenly family, a group of joy, and the singing voice was as clear as a cloud, and the dancing posture was graceful.

After some praise, everyone was a little drunk, and I saw the queen slowly raise her glass and said, "Your Majesty, the concubine has specially prepared a program for today's family banquet." ”

The emperor smiled: "Zitong has already worked hard for the family banquet, how can there be a program?" ”

There are also those who praise the queen's hard work, those who lament the queen's affection, and those who praise the emperor's holy virtues. The queen smiled and listened, and when the surroundings were quiet, she said: "The songs and dances in this palace are just listening to it every day, and now that the four seas are leveling, Your Majesty is deciding to kill in the court, even women should not ignore the grace of the saints, and the daughters of some princes and nobles in Beijing have made a dance together to praise the saintly virtue and dedicate it to Your Majesty." Although it is a thing in the boudoir, it also shows the hearts of women in the world, why not give it a reward? ”

The emperor looked at the queen, of course he also heard the rumors that the queen was going to make the Yang family the crown princess recently, I am afraid that this boudoir dance is the way to pave the way for the Yang family, but he has another plan in his heart, the prince is currently more and more handy in handling political affairs, if there is Yang Xiangguo as a backup, I am afraid that it is, I just smiled at the moment: "Then there is Lao Zitong, I want to be rewarded." He also wanted to see what the prince's attitude was.

As soon as the queen waved her hand, a few candles in the palace hall were extinguished, and the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival was revealed. The sound of the flute sounded slowly, changing the rich and graceful just now, and it turned out to be a light and elegant taste. Then the sound of the guqin slowly dispersed, and the two teams of women slowly moved in. Because she is the daughter of Wang Gui, she does not have a graceful dance, and the formation is not complicated, and the guqin is light and slow, noble and simple, and it has also hooked a lot of heartstrings for a while. Everyone held their breath, but in private, they all looked at everyone, trying to guess who was the protagonist today. The dozen or so women who danced were dressed dignified and had solemn expressions, and because they were all girls, they did not feel bored, but they had a bit of holiness. The woman in the middle was dressed conspicuously, wearing a green dance dress, and every fold of the skirt was densely embroidered with gold threads, lined with candlelight, and it was impossible to take your eyes off her. She wore a green veil, and a breeze blew it off, blowing the swirling veil off, and there was an exclamation of surprise from her seat.