Chapter 123, Tianqing Festival, Night Market

The starry sky is set against the colorful lanterns below.

Night, night view.

This person, this scene, is not what it used to be.

Ling Xi'er looked at Ling Xuan with a little stunned eyes, her eyes gradually reddened, a few tears flashed from time to time, standing in place as if she was frozen, Ling Xuan frowned slightly, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

As he spoke, he reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of Ling Xi'er's eyes, his eyes were full of pity, but he didn't know how to comfort him. When his finger touched the corner of Ling Xi'er's eyes, he suddenly realized a problem, and felt that his actions at this moment were really inappropriate, so he hurriedly arched his hand with some trepidation: "Princess, the grass people should die, the grass people have overstepped." ”

In an instant, he really forgot that he was Lin Xuan, not Ling Xuan.

Seeing that the princess was crying inexplicably, Xiao Ling hurriedly stepped forward and shouted angrily at Ling Xuan: "Bold, Lin Xuan, you are so bold that you actually made the princess cry, and the princess's jade body can be touched?"

Ling Xi'er waved her hand, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and squeezed out a smile on her face: "It's okay, don't blame him." ”

Then he motioned for Ling Xuan to get up and said, "Lin Xuan, you don't have to blame yourself, I don't blame you, ah...... , I just remembered that my third brother had done the same thing, and I was touched by your actions. ”

Ling Xuan got up and said, "Princess Xie." ”

Fortunately, there is no danger. This incident reminded Ling Xuan not to forget his identity, there are some things that must not be done, otherwise it will lead to death.

Ling Xuan's every move, Murong Yiyi stood not far away and could see it clearly, looking at it in his eyes, his expression was calm and natural, but his jade hand was slightly clenched, as if he was suppressing the emotions in his heart.

Xiao Ling followed Ling Xi'er, only within half a step, for fear that something would happen to her.

Ling Xuan thought to himself, "Xi'er, I am your third brother." He sighed helplessly, and then deliberately kept his distance from Ling Xi'er with some stupidity, so as not to cause trouble.

Ling Xi'er and Xiao Ling walked in front, Ling Xi'er took off the candy man on her head, looked at the sugar man in her hand and smiled, and then tasted its "sweetness".

Ling Xuan followed behind, his gaze falling on Ling Xi'er's body from time to time, the corners of his mouth curled.

Murong Yiyi walked side by side with him, his lips pursed slightly, he wanted to say something, but he hesitated a little, and after a while, he finally spoke: "You...... , like Xi'er?"

What do I like Xi'er?

How can I like Xi'er? How can I like my sister?

Hearing this, Ling Xuan was a little surprised and said, "How is this possible?"

Murong Yiyi's tone was slightly calm: "Your eyes on Xi'er have always been gentle and gentle to others, and your eyes sweep over Xi'er from time to time. ”

Ling Xuan glanced at Murong Yiyi and chuckled, thinking that the girl was observing so carefully, he knew what Murong Yiyi was thinking, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny, and he was also very happy. Looking up at the front, he was silent for a moment and said: "I also have a younger sister, who is the same age as the princess, and is as innocent as her, but I haven't seen her for a long time, and seeing the princess's cute appearance can't help but remind me of my sister, so I can't help but feel a little helpless." ”

"I am deeply ashamed to have offended the princess for this. Ling Xuan added.

Murong Yiyi still looked at Ling Xuan with some hesitation, thinking to herself, is that just like this?

Puzzled, she didn't ask, and nodded lightly, because she believed Ling Xuan.

She believed that Ling Xuan would not lie to her.

...

The bustling night market is crowded with people.

The roads are intricate, connected at the ends, and then stretch in all directions.

On another street, Nangong Yu and Nangong Hongyu, brother and sister, walked side by side in the crowd.

At this time, Nangong Hongyu was dressed differently from before, as if he had specially cleaned up, and Nangong Yu also changed into a daughter's outfit, which was very good-looking.

Nangong Yu said: "Brother, did my father go to the palace?"

Nangong Hongyu nodded: "Yes, today's Tianqing Festival, the palace is naturally lively, and His Majesty invited many princes and ministers to celebrate together." ”

Nangong Yu nodded, was silent for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Brother, do you still like Murong Yiyi?"

Nangong Hongyu glanced at Nangong Yu, then looked up at the night sky, sighed, and did not answer.

"But it's useless if you like it, the Murong family has already married the Xuanwang Mansion, and this matter is already a certainty. Nangong Yu said again.

Nangong Hongyu frowned, and said with a little horror: "When did this happen, why didn't you tell me?"

Nangong Yu looked aggrieved, "You only came back yesterday, and you didn't ask me." ”

Nangong Hongyu calmed down his emotions a little and was silent for a long time.

Nangong Yu didn't speak on the side.

After another half a ring, Nangong Hongyu finally spoke: "Does Yiyi agree?"

Nangong Yu said: "With Yiyi's temperament, do you think she will agree?"

Hearing this, Nangong Hongyu was slightly happy in his heart, thinking that things still had a chance to turn around, but then he was poured cold water on Nangong Yu's other words, and it seemed that the last glimmer of hope was also extinguished.

But she didn't say she disagreed, now that the Murong family is weak, Yiyi can't let it go, so she can only sacrifice herself. ”

"That's pitiful. Nangong Hongyu said regretfully.

Having said that, what is hidden under Nangong Hongyu's calm face is deep distress and pity, and there is some unwillingness.

Nangong Hongyu still seems to have the last trace of fantasy, "Things haven't come to that point yet, and everything is still hard to say." ”

Nangong Yu thought, "Brother, do you really like Murong Yiyi so much?"

Nangong Yu did not say anything more.

...

At dawn, when the colleges were separated, Nangong Hongyu said that he would see him at the night market in the evening, and the location would be set at Zuixiao Pavilion.

Murong Yiyi nodded in agreement. Although she doesn't like Nangong Hongyu and knows his intentions, she doesn't dislike him, because they are friends, and they are just friends in her heart.

Although Ling Xuan and the others were wandering around the night market, there was only one direction, and that was the Drunken Sky Pavilion.

After what happened, Xiao Ling was a little wary of Ling Xuan, but Ling Xi'er still talked and laughed with Ling Xuan from time to time, she wanted to remind something, but it was hard to say, she could only be cautious and pay more attention.

Sensing Xiao Ling's eyes, Ling Xuan felt helpless in his heart, could it be that I would plot against my sister?

...

...

In a large hall of the palace, the golden pillars are more brilliant under the illumination of infinite lights, and the palace maids and eunuchs are constantly coming and going, and a grand banquet is being held in the palace at this time.

The sound of the piano reverberates through the palace, mixed with the sound of talking, and it is very lively.

The sound of silk and bamboo is endless, and the banquet is staggered, the words are cheerful, and the joy is harmonious.

Among them, there are those who have their eyebrows and eyes intersecting, boring tightly, and they are just greeting each other perfunctory, and raising their arms to toast is not just a face-to-face effort, in front of His Majesty, some things must at least be cheerful, harmonious and natural.

A middle-aged man with a slightly bored and quiet expression sat on the side, silently drinking wine, and when the other ministers greeted him, they only responded with a little enthusiasm.

He really didn't like that.

After so many years of being away from the court and living the life of an idle person, it seems that he has become accustomed to drinking and having fun with the ministers every year at the emperor's birthday banquet, and after a long time, Ling Wu is also very bored.

Ling Rui was sitting next to him, and there was a young man with a lofty spirit, drinking wine by himself.

The young man was Ling Jian, who came back with Nangong Hongyu.

At the end of the fun, Ling Tianhai, who was sitting on the chair in the middle of the hall, suddenly raised his glass and looked at the courtiers, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I hereby salute you for a cup, the prosperity of the Celestial Empire is your hard work in exchange, the Celestial Empire has you are my blessing, it is the blessing of the people, I thank you here." ”

The ministers hurriedly stood up and raised their glasses and said, "Your Majesty's words are serious, and it is within the courtiers' share." ”

After drinking it all, Ling Tianhai looked at one place, raised his glass and shouted, "General Nangong." ”

Hearing the voice, Huo Ran, a middle-aged man sitting in His Highness, stood up, it was the general of Nangong, Nangong Xiong.

Nangong Xiong said: "Your Majesty." ”

"General Nangong must have worked hard all the way, and now the Celestial Empire can have such a situation, all thanks to General Nangong, this cup respects you. ”

"Your Majesty, this is what a minister should do, thank you for your kindness. ”

The two of them drank it all at once.

Zhao Chuan, who had been sitting on the side for a long time and had not spoken for a long time, slowly got up and arched his hand: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Your Majesty's words are wrong, if today's dynasty can be so prosperous, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, of course, there is the credit of General Nangong, and the greatest credit should be Prince Xuan, don't you think?"

"yes, yes. Some ministers responded.

"What Zhengguo said is extremely true. Mrs. Yan got up and said.

"Not bad. ”

Ling Tianhai's gaze immediately turned to Ling Wu and said, "Yes, Imperial Brother, if you hadn't forced the demons back to the edge of the Sea of Bitterness, it would be difficult for you to have the situation you have today! ”

Ling Wu thought that these people were really people who were in a position to become inflammatory, he didn't know what Zhao Chuan meant by suddenly mentioning himself, so he hurriedly got up and replied: "The imperial brother is serious, the younger brother has now withdrawn from the government and the opposition, and is living an idle life, so don't mention the previous things, now I just ask you to work together to make the Celestial Empire more prosperous." ”

Ling Tianhai nodded and said with a smile: "What the imperial brother said is very true, and what the younger brother said is my wish, I hope that you Aiqing can do your best to make my Celestial Empire more prosperous." ”

......

Ling Xuan and his party met Nangong Hongyu and the two siblings in the Drunken Sky Pavilion.

Tang Shan saw that Nangong Yu changed her voice and dressed herself more like a daughter, and she looked more good-looking, so she couldn't help but be attracted to the past. Looking at Nangong Yu, he praised him with some heartfelt admiration: "Miss Nangong has changed her dress, and she really looks a lot better." ”

Hearing what Tang Shan said, Ling Xuan glanced at it and saw that his gaze fell on Nangong Yu.

Nangong Yu was a little surprised, so he glanced at Tangshan, nodded slightly in response, and did not speak.

You Shi-year-old saw Tang Shan's gaze a little smiling when he saw it in the back, thinking that such a way to attract attention was really a skill.

Nangong Hongyu said: "Okay, let's go in!"