On the thirtieth day of the eleventh year of Jingde, a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet was held in the palace, and Emperor Jingde celebrated with the courtiers of Wenwu.

The prince of Yongjing, who has never been out of the house since carrying the two side rooms into the house, finally appeared in front of people on this day.

The white fox is from the hood to the feet, the jade crown is tied with hair, the lips are red and the teeth are white, the demeanor is graceful, the lips are smiling lightly, and the cheeks are a little thinner, but the appearance is even more coquettish.

Prince Zhao Deli's gaze did not move when it fell on Li Junche, full of evil anger.

Li Junche talked and laughed with others all the way, until he sat down, then he raised his eyes to meet Zhao Deli's gaze, hooked his lips and smiled, as warm as a spring breeze in March, but faintly provocative.

was so angry that Zhao Deli couldn't wait to crush the wine cup in his hand.

If a really good person doesn't live long, the scourge will last for thousands of years, not just for fun.

It is rumored that the prince of Yongjing is obsessed with beauty, his body is empty, and he has been ill for many days, adding another affair.

Don't know, King Qi, King Zhou, and King Liao are clearly and ruthlessly.

Although they have never seen how powerful the strange poison of the Western Regions is, they have heard of its power, and when Li Junche is bound to die this time, they never thought that he would actually ask him to come out of the way of life with a game of dead chess.

But it's okay, it's better for Li Junche to be alive than dead.

These three princes have suffered a lot of losses at the hands of the prince, but they can't do him, so they have to be inferior.

This will see that the prince was so angry with Li Junche that he looked like he was eating, and the three of them looked at each other with a rare tacit understanding, and secretly laughed at each other.

How could the prince not know the thoughts of those three mischiefs, his murderous eyes swept over, and he snorted coldly.

Today, Wei Jingyan is not with Emperor Jingde, she sits at the top of the concubines, looks sideways at the undercurrent below, and then retracts her gaze and sits upright.

Emperor Jingde and Empress Chen came next to each other, according to the practice of previous years, Emperor Jingde had to say a lot of scenes, but now he accepted everyone's courtesy, and opened the banquet with two sentences at will.

Although there was nothing wrong with his words, his brows were furrowed and his air pressure was low, which still made people feel that something was wrong.

Emperor Jingde sat for half an hour and left, leaving only Empress Chen to preside over the overall situation.

There was that sharp-eyed discovery, Emperor Jingde did not have a stick of incense time to leave the table, and the crown prince Zhao Deli was also invited away from the banquet by the palace people around Emperor Jingde.

No one knew what had happened, but looking at Emperor Fang Cai's expression, he also knew that it must not be a trivial matter, and the prince was suddenly invited to leave the table for fear that he would not be able to do well.

King Zhou, King Qi, and King Liao were gloating, if they weren't still in the palace at this time, they were afraid that they couldn't wait to sing and drink.

Wei Jingyan sat on the top, her eyes inadvertently fell on Li Junche, only to see him look calm, pour himself a drink, and watch the dancing girl waving her water sleeves with a wine cup, as if everything around her had nothing to do with him, and she couldn't help but deepen her eyebrows.

The Chinese New Year's Eve banquet dispersed, Li Junche's cheeks were slightly red, and he walked out of the palace with three points of wine, and the carriage of Shizifu was already there.

The one who sent him out was King Liao, who was desperate for chaos in the world.

In the days when Li Junche was no longer in Kyoto, King Liao had also sent people to chase and kill, and when he arrived, he was able to hold Li Junche and call him a brother, which was very ironic.

King Liao wanted to test whether Emperor Jingde's ugly face today was related to Li Junche.

Since he was tempted, Li Junche also told him, and he really said a lot, but the words did not reach the point, and none of them were on point.

Angry, King Liao gritted his teeth and threw his sleeves away.

Li Junche looked at the angry back, smiled as if he was a little drunk, and then asked Chu Shi to help him get into the carriage.

When I entered the palace for the banquet today, I was neither late nor left the table in advance, and it was already the limit to last until the middle of the moon.

As soon as the curtain of the carriage was released, he lost his strength, and leaned against the wall of the carriage, his chest was full of fishy sweetness, and the plain white brocade was covered with his lips, but what he spit out was a crimson red.

Chu Shi jumped on the wheel, and before he could catch the car, he heard the movement and hurriedly asked: "Lord Shizi?" ”

Li Junche was paralyzed there motionless, and only relieved after half a sound, and said angrily: "It's okay, let's go......"

The horse's hooves were raised, and the carriage went back to the Shizifu smoothly and slowly.

Li Junche was tired, leaned against the wall of the car and fell asleep with his eyes closed, and when he woke up, the eleventh year of Jingde had passed.

The sound of fireworks, one after another, saw that the night sky with the bright moon hanging high was covered with short-lived fireworks, beautiful and regretful.

Li Junche lifted the curtain of the car, looked at the fireworks in the sky, hooked his lips and smiled, and his eyebrows were gentle.

"Yuanyuan, I miss you."

……

Jingguo Mansion, a glance at the residence.

Wei Jingshu had a reunion dinner today, so she looked for an early reason and went back to the house, and she did not keep the New Year with Wei Renyu.

At a glance, the house was quiet, and the little maids who kept vigil spoke softly, for fear of being disturbed.

Wei Jingshu had nothing to do, grinding ink in the winter, and put pen to paper to write Li Junche's name.

One stroke at a time is extremely serious.

Li Junche!

Li Zixiu!

Chewing these two names in his mouth, he also remembered the situation when Li Junche coaxed her to write these six words, and his lips involuntarily hooked.

Eleven years have passed in Jingde, ushering in the new year, and the Jingguo Mansion has also set off fireworks, she got up from the front of the case, pushed open the window and looked at the gorgeous sky, but her expression was a little gloomy.

The cold wind blew in through the window, and the raft on the bookcase crackled.

……

In the twelfth year of Jingde, on the first day of the first month, the news of the crown prince Zhao Deli being reprimanded came.

On the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhao Deli was summoned to the imperial study, and Emperor Jingde was angry and attacked, not caring about the big season, and made a big fuss, not only scolding Zhao Deli, but also smashing him with an inkstone.

That night, Zhao Deli knelt in the cold wind outside the imperial study all night, and was sent back to the Middle Palace by Emperor Jingde early the next morning.

The news that the crown prince Zhao Deli was going to be deposed also spread to every corner of Kyoto like wings.

The reason for the correction is that he was participated in a book by the official, and even privately formed a gang, embezzled disaster relief money, and disregarded human life.

And one of the most angry ones of Emperor Jingde is collusion with Fanbang.

One by one, not only is it said in an orderly manner, but also the evidence is presented, no matter how many years ago the old things have been dug up.

Even if Emperor Jingde was mediocre and did nothing, he turned over the fold, and he was so angry that his blood surged.

Before he died, his son was already worried about the throne of the Ninety-Five Supreme, and dared to collude with Fanbang, so how could he endure it.

Zhao Deli's commission is a big loss, and it can be said that stealing chickens is not a handful of rice.

Even he himself didn't expect that there would be such a day.

He also hated it to the bone when the three fools of King Qi, King Zhou, and King Liao joined forces without fighting for the throne.

The entire middle palace was surrounded by Emperor Jingde's Praetorian Guards, and before the holy decree of the abolished prince was handed down, Zhao Deli was first placed under house arrest.

As soon as this incident came out, King Qi, King Zhou, and King Liao, who were fighting fiercely with the prince openly and secretly, were so happy that they couldn't wait to hold a banquet to celebrate their birthdays.

As soon as the crown prince was abolished, the prince's people moved, and they all had a chance.

New year, new atmosphere, this is really the first good news of the new year.

……

The storm in the court changed suddenly, setting off big waves.

And Wei Jingshu also got the first gift of the new year.

The carved red lacquer box of rosewood was placed next to the pillow, and a slightly dehydrated red plum was placed on it, which I think had been put in the house for some time.

Wei Jingshu saw it as soon as she opened her eyes in the morning, and when the little maid held her to make her happy, she didn't pay attention to it and just turned over and continued to sleep, but after a breath, she sat up violently and held the carved red lacquer box of rosewood in her arms, and the joy on her face couldn't be hidden.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the house, she opened the box, and inside was the night pearl earrings that she gave Yu Shaoyuan to Yu Shaoyuan for the deceased son's mansion, as well as an air-dried heron grass.

The acacia Ye Wei Jingshu in front of her didn't recognize it, but she recognized this heron grass, although it was not a very expensive thing, but its significance was extraordinary.

Wei Jingshu couldn't hide a smile at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, she put the night pearl earrings on her ears, and then she took the heron grass in her hand and played with it.

These days, because of the poison on Li Junche's body and the strong attitude of the Yu family, the depression that was knotted also dissipated in an instant.

The thoughts that pressed on the bottom of her heart also grew uncontrollably like vines, and she really wanted to see Li Junche.

Thanks to Zhao Yujiao's strength, Li Junche also got an extraordinary gift on the first day of the new year.

When he came out of the palace last night, he saw the fireworks in the sky, and he missed it, so he wanted to send something to Wei Jingshu.

It's just that his body is not good, he can't do the work of climbing over the wall and entering the house at the moment, and the men around him are all men, if he turns into Wei Jingshu's boudoir, he doesn't want to.

It was in order to order someone to dig up Zhao Yujiao in the middle of the night, and Tete ran for him.

Zhao Yujiao has never been in tune, although she is in Kyoto for the New Year, she has never entered the palace to participate in the New Year's banquet, and when Li Junche and others came to look for her, she was already lying down.

In this cold and windy day, someone dug up from the warm bed, just to run an errand for Li Junche and let him relieve the pain of lovesickness, she was so angry that her face was pale, and she couldn't wait to carry a knife to go to the house.

But in the end, he still scolded Li Junche's ancestors for the eighteenth generation, and on the other hand, he wrapped his clothes and took things and ran to the Jingguo Mansion.

The red plum branch was also folded by her hand in the Jingguo Mansion, and together with the lacquer box, she quietly placed it next to Wei Jingshu's pillow.

Zhao Yujiao, although she doesn't like a person seriously, and she has a lot of rivers and lakes, but I have read a lot of books about love.

After sending the things to Li Junche, I still knew that I had sent something to Li Junche in Wei Jingshu's house in the dark.

On the plain white raft, the delicate hairpin flower is written neatly.

Li Junche!

Li Zixiu!

Li Junche couldn't help but laugh when he saw the words on it, and rubbed those words a few times, as if he had a terrible treasure.

Zhao Yujiao sat far away, drank a cup of tea, and saw him looking intently, so he also stepped forward curiously to take a look, and this glance made him feel distressed again.

Holding his chest, he said bitterly: "Can you two care for me and understand my feelings?" ”

Li Junche was not in the mood to joke with her, nor did he listen to this, he only lowered his eyes and smiled, and then sighed lightly: "Do I really want to marry her?" ”

seems to be talking to himself, and seems to ask Zhao Yujiao.