Chapter 68: Mid-Autumn Festival Reunion

When Xiang Lu and Wenjun rode to Zhuo's mansion, the sun happened to set. In the back garden of Zhuo's mansion, the tables were arranged, and when Wen Jun saw that the family was already seated, she left herself and Xiang Lu.

In the middle is Zhuo Yilin, the second lady, and next to the second lady is the young Zhuo Ruyu.

On the left side of Zhuo Yilin is Zhuo Rufeng and his wife Li Lulu, and to the south of their husband and wife is Zhuo Ruyun.

On the right by Zhuo Yilin is Zhuo Wenjun and her husband Sima Xianglu, and on the south side of Xianglu is Zhang Ling'er.

Delicacies, mooncakes, melons and fruits are all served on the table, the lanterns are hung high and red, and the soft moonlight is reflected in the pond water, which is a grand scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Xiang Lu, you are deeply familiar with the rhythm, it is better to play it to help the fun." Zhuo Yilin Road.

"How can one be enough, my cousin can also play, so let the two of them play in unison. Hey, it's a pity that Miss Ji went back to Luoyang, otherwise I would have asked her to dance, it would be a fairyland on earth, and it would be beautiful. Ruyun quipped.

"It's indecent for a bastard to speak, but it's also true. Ling'er, you can play a song with Xiang Lu! “

"Yes, uncle, Ling'er is ugly."

"Yes, father-in-law."

The people prepared two guqins and came up, and Xiang Lu and Ling'er sat in front of them.

Although Wen Jun felt uncomfortable in her heart, she had a big belly and didn't want to mess up.

Ling'er thought that she couldn't reunite with her father, and she couldn't be with Xiang Lu, so she played the sound first. Its piano sound is strong as a happy sound, and the faint sorrow in the heart is hidden in small notes.

Xiang Lu heard Ling'er's thoughts, and began to echo her, Xiang Lu Qinyin was a little sad at first, but slowly turned into joy, a sense of hope that autumn will always pass and spring is coming.

Ling'er knew that Xiang Lu was comforting her, and the sound of the piano became lingering, softly, but suddenly and heavily, expressing her loneliness.

Xiang Lu Ling'er still couldn't let go, and the piano tone turned ethereal, escaping Ling'er's lingering timbre.

Ling'er ended playing in a frustrated mood, and the sound of the piano gradually disappeared. Xiang Lu also slowly finished playing.

Most of the others only listened to the beautiful music and the sound of the piano was pleasant, and they couldn't care about it and praised it.

"I'll just say that if Liji is here, with this song, it won't be intoxicating." Ruyun said regretfully.

"Ruyun is right, if such a beautiful piece is accompanied by a beautiful dance, it really complements each other." Zhuo Yilin agreed.

Wen Jun pouted, thinking: My cousin and husband are really a good match.

Everyone also started chatting.

Xiang Lu sat back at the table, while Wen Jun ate in a big gulp, hiding what she had just thought.

"Madam, why are you in such a hurry?"

"You have to take care of it." Wen Jun still gulped.

Xiang Lu knew that Wenjun was playing with Miss's temper, so he didn't care about her, and he drank wine himself.

Ling'er looked sad and drank it too.

Xiang Lu saw that Ling'er had drunk too much, so he pulled Wenjun and said, "I can't let Miss Biao drink anymore." ”

Wen Jun saw that her cousin was uncomfortable, so she walked over, took her cousin's wine glass, and said, "Cousin, we will enjoy the moon together in a while!" ”

Ling'er knew that Wen Jun was telling her not to drink, so she listened to Wen Jun's words, but she was still very sad in her heart.

After dinner, after the moon viewing, they all dispersed.

Only Wen Jun accompanied Ling'er to pace in the garden.

"Cousin, don't be unhappy. I hadn't thought about it either. ”

Ling'er looked at Wen Jun and said, "How can I blame you?" Man's fate seems to be predestined. ”

Wen Jun didn't know what to say, and thought: When my cousin returns to Chang'an in the future, her mood will definitely gradually improve.

But they didn't know that the Zhang and Zhuo families were about to suffer disaster.