Chapter 515: [Please enter the urn] Out of the palace

However, at this moment, the second princess Su Ruan Qin looked across a row of seats-

"Third sister, why is the wine so strong today?"

Su Ruanqin, who was sitting not far away, had long noticed the strangeness of Su Shengsheng and Su Changlin.

It's a pity that the silk and bamboo wind music, singing and dancing do not stop, she can really see that the two of them look bad, but she can't really hear what they are saying.

Seeing that there seemed to be unhappiness between the two of them, Su Ruan Qin wanted to stir up a topic.

But Su Shengsheng ignored her, cup after cup, and when the second pot of wine was halfway through, she was already dizzy, so she simply picked up the wine jug, opened the lid of the jug, and drank it all.

Su Ruan Qin got a cold face but didn't give up, turned his eyes to Su Changlin, and said coquettishly: "Second brother, are you bullying the third sister?" ”

Su Changlin saw that Su Shengsheng's cheeks were flushed, and his movements gradually slowed down, so he said innocently: "Where do I dare to bully the third sister?" I'm afraid that I, the elder brother, accidentally made my sister angry. ”

As if he heard something in Su Changlin's words, Su Ruan Qin asked with interest, "Oh? Second brother, what did you do to make the third sister unhappy? ”

Su Changlin hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes looked behind Su Shengsheng intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to draw Su Ruanqin's attention to Wei Huaijin-

When Su Shengsheng saw this, how could he not know what he was thinking.

Before the third pot of wine was down, Su Shengsheng was annoyed, stood up, and overturned the wine jug with a wave of his hand.

"Su Changlin, don't deceive people too much!"

At this moment, Su Shengsheng's eyes were full of alcohol, but his expression was extremely cold.

She warned in a deep voice, and it couldn't be more serious.

is even so serious that if Su Changlin really dares to move Wei Huaijin, it will be a loss for both sides, and she will not hesitate to do so.

Su Changlin was stunned, as if he didn't expect her to be so decisive.

And Su Shengsheng suddenly stood up, which also attracted the attention of the upper seat.

Emperor De began to look at the seats below, and at the same time, Wan Guifei and the others also looked back-

Su Shengsheng, who drank wine, was emboldened, but he had not lost his mind in the end.

When Emperor De opened her mouth to ask why she stood up suddenly, Su Shengsheng stared at Su Changlin coldly, and then turned to Emperor De and replied: "Tonight, the retainer drank a little too much, and he accidentally overturned the wine cup. ”

Looking at the other two wine jugs on Su Shengsheng's table, Emperor De shook his head and smiled, "Osmanthus wine can't be greedy, it's just that it's cold tonight, you should go back and rest first." ”

The emperor allowed him to leave, but no one dared to say a word, even Su Changlin, who had just spoken out to threaten Su Shengsheng, didn't know whether he was afraid of angering Emperor De or afraid of Su Shengsheng's ruin, so he didn't say a word.

After Su Shengsheng left, the banquet quickly resumed its liveliness.

However, Su Shengsheng did not return to the Ice Spring Palace, but asked Wei Huaijin to take her out of the palace.

This time, Wei Huaijin did not refuse, took her to avoid the patrolling guards, and jumped out of the palace wall.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is a hustle and bustle inside and outside the imperial city.

There is a palace banquet held by the emperor in the palace.

Outside the palace, there are people praying for blessings, worshipping the moon god, and reuniting with their families.

Worship the moon, admire the moon, and play with the moon.

The people buy sacrifices at home, make moon cakes, buy melons and fruits, pray for the blessing of the autumn harvest, and wish the family peace and health.

The restaurants in the market are holding their lights high, and the literati and compose lyrics to the poems of the moon, which are appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar.

The market is full of people coming and going all night long, until the moon sets and the sky shines, and the excitement will gradually dissipate.

This is the scene of the mid-autumn festival of the people.

It is also the fireworks in the world that Su Shengsheng yearns for.