In the golden autumn of October, the osmanthus is fragrant, and such a beautiful scenery ushered in the six-year-old birthday of the tenth prince Nangong Xuan. The tenth prince Nangong Xuan is the youngest prince in the palace, and he looks like a pink carved jade, and has always been pleasing to the emperor, and it is a peaceful and prosperous era, the Dayue Emperor has ordered people to organize the birthday banquet of the ten princes.

The emperor's reward and the gifts of the palace concubines were sent to the Wuwu Hall of Huayang Palace in an endless stream. Han Yue had anticipated today's grand occasion early on, so she sent the prepared gift to Liu Yuanzhi a few days ago.

The birthday banquet of the Ten Princes was arranged in the Imperial Garden. The moon hangs high, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and in the distance, a few bright stars are randomly embellished in the blue velvety sky, showing the coolness and loftiness of autumn. The osmanthus flowers in the imperial garden compete to open, the silver-white, golden-yellow, orange-red osmanthus layers are dense, clustered and embraced, there are silver pearls, jade curtain silver wires, the moon palace relics gold moon palace relics, the golden petal Danxin, the curved branch golden cinnamon, the red face incense, the red red cuizhu and so on.

Looking closely, the four-petaled small flowers are pink and lovely, the sweet smell of osmanthus lingers on the tip of the nose of the sideburns, the breeze blows, and the scattered cinnamon falls on the beautiful hair, making the hair also stained with sweet fragrance. Those osmanthus flowers falling in the wind spread thinly on the ground, like a soft yellow carpet. Between the trees, the pavilion, the candlelight is dotted, the night is dyed with a hazy texture, the shadow is full, swaying, it is really the cinnamon in the middle of the moon, and the sky is fragrant and the clouds are floating.

In the distance, Su Pingyan, who was wearing a red begonia silk embroidered skirt, was holding Nangong Jing in a dark gray brocade robe.

Han Yue, Liu Yuanzhi, Nangong Jing, Su Pingyan and a few others finally met inevitably.

"Liu Cairen." Nangong Jing and Su Yuyan saluted.

"King Jing, Princess Jing." Liu Yuanzhi returned the gift. The maidservants who followed behind the three also saluted with their respective masters.

After many years, when Han Yue saw Nangong Jing and Su Yanyan coming together, she still couldn't deal with it calmly. Moreover, Su Yanyan stood in front of her brightly at this time, which made her involuntarily think of her innocent and tired parents, and the long-accumulated hatred in her heart that had penetrated into the bone marrow was hooked out again. Hanyue was really afraid that she would lose control if she looked at it again, so she clenched her palms tightly, trying to control her emotions.

Nangong Jing couldn't help but look at the cold moon behind Liu Yuanzhi at this time, for some reason, every time he saw this palace maid, he always had a feeling of déjà vu, especially those clear eyes.

Su Yuyan glanced at Nangong Jing quite sensitively, and then glanced at the cold moon behind Liu Yuanzhi, she felt that the appearance of the cold moon was very different from herself, so she never took the cold moon in her eyes.

Liu Yuanzhi noticed Nangong Jing's eyes looking at Han Yue, and her heart suddenly tightened, for fear that Nangong Jing would see something. She seemed to feel Han Yue's trembling and patience again, so she looked sideways at Han Yue and said, "I feel a little cold, you go and get a cloak for me." ”

Han Yue went away in response, at this moment she was grateful to Liu Yuanzhi, she was grateful to Liu Yuanzhi for finding a reason to break her away. At that moment, Hanyue felt as if she was about to suffocate, and she didn't know if she was annihilated by that hatred or some other emotion, but now that she came out, she could take a breath.

At the place where the banquet was held, the eight-treasure glazed palace lamps were hung high, illuminating the night as bright as day. During the banquet, the silk and bamboo are long, the gonghou is deep, the singing and dancing are leveled, and the planning is staggered.

Liu Yuanzhi knew that Han Yue had unspeakable pain in her heart, and now that she met Nangong Jing and Su Yanyan, she felt that Han Yue must be extremely uncomfortable at the moment, so she thought about how to distract Han Yue.

The banquet was lively, everyone was drinking to their heart's content, and there were no more rules. Liu Yuanzhi saw that no one noticed her, so she took a pot of wine on the table, took two small glasses, and handed them to Han Yue and Zi Mo, "Yue'er, Zi Mo, you come to taste this osmanthus brew, it is sweet and mellow, and the aroma is very good." ”

Han Yue has always been polite, if it were on weekdays, she would definitely refuse, but today, Han Yue is unusual, "Thank you for the reward." She took the wine jug from Liu Yuanzhi's hand, filled the wine glass and drank it.

A glass of mouth, the slightly sweet wine looks a little bitter in the mouth of the cold moon. It is said that they use wine to eliminate their sorrows, but they don't know that they are even more sorrowful. Hanyue then raised her hand to enter another cup, followed by a third cup and a fourth cup......

Ruan Mingting on the side didn't know the reason, she saw Han Yue's state like this, and couldn't help but persuade, "Miss Yue'er, although this osmanthus brew is delicious, you can't be greedy for a cup, I see you drink cup after cup, and you haven't eaten anything else, be careful of hurting your body." ”

Han Yue turned her head sideways and smiled slowly at Ruan Mingting, her eyes were a little confused, "Thank you for your care, the slave feels that the taste of this osmanthus brew today is very good, and she will lose her control if she is not careful." ”

Liu Yuanzhi originally wanted to distract Hanyue, but it backfired, and she had to get drunk if she drank it like this according to Hanyue. Liu Yuanzhi thought about this, so she said to Ruan Mingting, "This osmanthus brew was fine to drink at first, but now this stamina has come up." I'm feeling a little dizzy at this moment, so I'm going to sober up, and I'll be here in a while. With that, he called Zi Mo to help Han Yue and leave the table with her.

"Yue'er, you're drunk." Liu Yuanzhi's eyes were full of worry.

"Yuan Zhi, I'm fine." Hanyue replied with a smile. Seeing this, Liu Yuanzhi had no choice but to shake her head helplessly.

Since entering the palace, Han Yue has never been so out of shape, but today, she can't control herself. The things of the past have not passed. When she saw Nangong Jing and Su Pingyan ignoring everyone's intimacy in public, she found that the scabbed wound had been ruthlessly torn open again. Nangong Jing is still so beautiful, hearty and clear, handsome and graceful, Su Pingyan is still so charming and charming, she is so happy and happy, and she has not received any punishment and retribution! He was annoyed in her ear, and she was angry in front of him. Only himself, an outsider from beginning to end.

She screamed silently in her heart, screaming her ridiculousness, screaming her pathetic, and crying out why she was so cowardly and incompetent. How much I loved at the beginning, how much I hate now. The intertwining of love and hatred was like a flexible sword, piercing her heart straight and easily. It was as if a vine had penetrated into her heart, and the vine climbed slowly until at last, wrapping her tightly so tightly that she could not breathe. And she could only watch the wound bleed, and she could only watch the wound hurt heartily, but she was helpless.

Hanyue's heart was extremely chaotic, and the sound of singing and dancing in the distance behind her made her constantly want to escape. The world's joyful songs and gongs and drums, no matter how many flowers are blooming, they are just like a mirage in the air, which can't withstand the big dreams of the world and a few degrees of autumn coolness. She walked briskly, Liu Yuanzhi and Zi Mo followed behind her, and the three of them didn't stop until they came to the Yuluo Lake behind the rockery far away from the crowd.

"Didn't Sister Liu go to sober up, why didn't she come back after going for so long?" Qu Zhixu looked around looking for Liu Yuanzhi's figure.

Ruan Mingting was also a little worried, "Sister Liu is accompanied by Yue'er and Zimo, so it shouldn't be fine." However, I looked at the Yue'er girl and seemed to be a little drunk, so I better go and take a look. With that, he also left the table, following the path where Hanyue and the others had left.

"What, you can't stand it like this? As long as you are in this palace, there will be more opportunities to meet in the future. Nangong Heng didn't know when he also came to the lake, he paced down the path, and there was a lot of banter in his eyes. Purple-clothed python robe, golden crown and hair, perhaps because of the darkness of the night, Nangong Heng at this moment looks a little more evil and beautiful than usual.

Liu Yuanzhi and Zi Mo were really surprised when they saw Nangong Heng appear beside them. The two glanced at each other, Liu Yuanzhi felt like a mirror in her heart, and she immediately said to Zi Mo, "Zi Mo, come with me over there for a walk." With that, he left with Zi Mo, leaving Hanyue alone to talk to Nangong Heng.

"From now on, I don't have the heart to love the good night, let him go down to the west building under the bright moon? Hehe......" In a blink of an eye, the banter in Nangong Heng's eyes disappeared, and it was replaced by an incomparable yin owl, "Don't forget your identity!" You are no longer the original Princess Jing, and now you have nothing to do with Nangong Jing! If you are out of shape like this today, if someone with a heart discovers something strange and investigates......"

"How?" Han Yueyou was drunk, and interrupted Nangong Heng's words with words. Perhaps, she just wanted to wake up with this drunkenness, at least, at this moment, she could be presumptuous. Han Yue raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Heng's eyes, and smiled fearlessly charmingly, "Lord Wang, is this scared?" If the prince is afraid, then let's stop here, I am alone, why am I afraid of life and death? ”

"Xiao Hanyue, you!" Nangong Heng's eyes were gloomy, and he pressed Han Yue against the rockery wall behind him, he pressed Han Yue so hard that he couldn't move, and pinched Han Yue's beautiful chin tightly with one hand. The strange look in Nangong Heng's eyes flashed, and then turned to a bottomless depth. Obviously, he was just trying to take advantage of the cold moon to get close to her, but I don't know when, the figure of the cold moon gradually reflected in his heart, day after day, the outline became clearer and clearer. Today, when he saw Han Yue sad and gaffe for Nangong Jing, he only felt all kinds of unhappiness in his heart, he was unwilling, he was jealous, that feeling was going to drive him crazy and make him crazy.

Nangong Heng stared at the cold moon, a little drunk and drunk The cold moon had a charming state that she had never had on weekdays, her eyes were like silk, her cheeks were red, and her red cherry lips were like poppies with clear dewdrops, delicate and charming, and there was a kind of breathtaking charm, which made people can't help but want to kiss Fangze.

A familiar fragrance of grass and trees faintly brushed from the tip of Han Yue's nose, Han Yue never thought that Nangong Heng would be so close to her, so close that she could feel his snort. At this moment, Han Yue clearly sensed Nangong Heng's abnormality.

The two looked at each other, Nangong Heng's eyes were dark, and there seemed to be a streamer under his eyes, as if the stars above his head were reflected in his eyes, Han Yue looked at it, and his heart moved for no reason, and a drop of clear water dripped into his heart, rippling layer by layer. In addition, the movements of the two were so ambiguous, and Han Yue's originally red cheeks seemed to be a little redder.

Seeing Nangong Heng's handsome face getting closer and closer to the cold moon, suddenly, a sound of "stabbing" came from behind the rockery.