Xiao Haotian saw Mo Li, Zhou Ze and others had been invited to such a banquet repeatedly, he really couldn't shirk it, so he had to go.

When Xiao Haotian went, he saw a full seat of courtiers, gathered together, and there were singers dressed up to accompany him.

Take things as they come. Xiao Haotian nodded slightly, sat down, slowly drank the incense in front of him, and watched the song and dance absentmindedly.

On this day, because of the lessons learned from Tatar's dedication to beauties, Zhou Ze made careful preparations.

First of all, he bought a dancer with a lot of money, with smooth muscles and bones, fragrant shoulders and jade snow, and the palace people talked about it, this woman is beautiful like a fairy, especially, she is still a virgin.

The glamorous dancers came out and danced. The lights and candles in the temple were reflected on her long skirt like water waves, and the light was rippling, shining like a broken star. Not to mention men, even the women here are in turmoil, and they are a little ecstatic, and the rich body language is really pitiful.

But no matter how delicious the dishes are, how lively and fragrant the beauties, Xiao Haotian feels extremely bored, and when he looks at everything in front of him, he will be slightly distracted.

The dishes that used to be my favorite are not familiar tastes, those snow-white little hands, gentle little hands, once cooked soup for herself, once served herself to dress and wear boots, she even used to softly want to have a child, but she finally failed her and made her sad......

Therefore, he missed her very much, and thought of those clear, sly eyes—her coquettishness, her noise, her company, her suppleness—these were what he wanted.

What now? These are a thing of the past

Zhou Ze looked at Xiao Haotian proudly, but saw that he actually closed his eyes and fell asleep on the recliner.

It's not pretending, it's tired.

Xiao Haotian has been seriously ill since Ling Dongwu left, and after he got better, he began to cough up blood intermittently, and he knew that it was his old problem that he had committed again. But he is now the emperor, and he is no longer an ordinary person who can get sick and die casually, no matter how haggard he is for Ling Dongwu's departure, he still has to work hard.

And hard work comes at a price, too much time to stay up late to review the chapters, meet with the ministers, and miss Ling Dongwu all night, almost overdrawing his energy and physical strength.

Even the dancing beauties were stunned.

For the first time in his life, he encountered such a situation, and a man saw him and fell asleep indifferently. She had to retreat, thinking, what is this called?

Xiao Haotian opened his eyes, his gaze swept over the snow-skinned beauty, Zhou Ze paid attention to his expression, and observed him very slightly, but saw that he was expressionless, as if looking at an extremely ordinary woman, without a trace of amazement.

It seems that the hard work is in vain.

Zhou Ze is not giving up, in addition to this dancer, he also prepared a dose of fierce medicine for Xiao Haotian today.

Xiao Haotian chatted with the ministers around him without saying a word, and occasionally commented on the strengths and weaknesses of the singer.

The singers came and went, and he didn't care, until the familiar tune sounded, and a haunting voice sang: "You are the left eye and I am the right eye, and we will watch the red dust and the floating light together...... You shed tears silently, I also have tears, how many prosperous dreams drift with the wind...... The two of us are a pair of eyes, happy and romantic, the wind blows together and the rain falls together, I can't see clearly without you...... When the years go by, I would like to accompany you, close your eyes quietly......"

Xiao Haotian was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

Zhou Ze saw it in his eyes, his heart was proud, and he beckoned: "You come here, I have seen the emperor." ”

The woman Tingting walked up, saluted Xiao Haotian Tingting, and bowed her head to greet her: "The slave has seen the emperor." When they raised their heads, many people seemed to take a breath, this woman looked almost exactly the same as Ling Dongwu, extremely beautiful, like a white lotus.

Xiao Haotian also seemed to be shocked by her appearance, but he quickly calmed down, gathered his mind, and said lightly: "Get up!" ”

Something happened, Rao is he is well-informed, but once it is related to Ling Dongwu, he is still caught off guard and a little out of shape.

At this time, he condensed his mind and easily saw the difference, this face, at a glance, was very similar to Ling Dongwu, yes, although she had a similar face to Ling Dongwu, she was the same as Ling Dongwu when she smiled, if Qinghe came out of the water, innocent and sweet. However, if it weren't for the fact that I had seen that smile a hundred times and thousands of times, I would never have seen that this woman's eyes were not bright enough, her gaze was not smart enough, there was no wisdom hidden in her eyes, and her temperament was not detached enough.

Her eyes would never have the infinite cunning and agility hidden in Ling Dongwu's eyes, and he could tell it at a glance.

This woman's timbre is also very similar to her, and after careful teaching, even the intonation of her speech has been learned seven or eight points, but she deliberately imitates, loses her fluency and naturalness, and flows softly, without her lightness and sharpness, her arrogance and agility can not be found in her demeanor at all.

Although this woman was not Ling Dongwu, for Xiao Haotian, he was still touched, and his heart was sad, he stood up: "Zhou Ze, you go on, I will go first." ”

When everyone saw that the emperor was leaving, they looked at each other, and their expressions were sad.

After some hard work and not being appreciated, Zhou Ze was a little anxious.

Zhou Ze has followed Xiao Haotian for many years, and naturally knows that Ling Dongwu is the meat on the tip of his heart, so he voted for Xiao Haotian's favor, and found this woman according to Ling Dongwu, and he was a ** to him, and the ability of the man in appearance and clothing was naturally many times better than Ling Dongwu.

He wants Xiao Haotian to always be the same as before, always a heroic man who makes the enemy fearful, always a proud son of heaven who has passed through a leaf in the midst of thousands of flowers, and always has the cold-blooded imperial demeanor of absolute authority.

Zhou Ze was full of confidence, thinking that as soon as this woman appeared, there would be nothing to do without Ling Dongwu.

"Big brother!" Since Xiao Haotian ascended the throne, Zhou Ze called him eldest brother very much, and at this time, there was some water in his eyes, "Big brother, don't be stupid, it's been so long, Ling girl...... Ling girl, she won't come back! ”

Xiao Hao turned his head suddenly, grabbed Zhou Ze's wrist like lightning, the action was simple but full of strength, Rao is experienced Zhou Ze didn't have the slightest power to parry, he was so frightened that his soul flew away, he half-bent over to look at Xiao Haotian's almost hideous face, and smiled dryly: "Big brother, big brother spare your life!" ”

Xiao Haotian's chest rose and fell sharply, and the whole person looked at Zhou Ze like a bird's-eye look, his eyes flashed with incomparable coldness, staring at Zhou Ze's eyes, and said in a fierce and hoarse voice: "You, you are talking nonsense!" ”

Zhou Ze secretly cursed himself for being stupid in his heart, who is Ling Dongwu, she is a tree that grows in Xiao Haotian's heart, and she has already flourished, how can she naively think that she can replace it by finding a random woman, and even dare to touch the tiger's buttocks, and openly shout at Xiao Haotian, Ling Dongwu will never come back!

Xiao Haotian also seemed to be exhausted at this time, let go of Zhou Ze's wrist, he didn't look at him, got up, and staggered out of the house.

In order to facilitate these people to return as soon as possible, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner set up for servants in the mansion every year was held in advance on the twenty-eighth day.

Xiao Yifei and Ling Dongwu sat in the room talking, and Sang Feng came in with a neatly cut pile of red paper.

"Young master, let's start the meal, let's write a red envelope first."

Ling Dongwu stood aside and sharpened the ink, Xiao Yifei wrote down different amounts of reward money in the red paper at will, and a few girls next to him took each written red paper to the top of the charcoal basin for heating, dried the ink, and then folded it into red envelopes.

After it was finished, Sang Feng carried a tray full of red envelopes and led the big guy to the dining room.

A wine feast has been set up in the dining room, and after Xiao Yifei took Ling Dongwu to sit down, the banquet officially began.

After three rounds of drinking, each table began to toast each other, Xiao Yifei also stood up, saluted the stewards one by one, and said some kind words to everyone.

After everyone made a fuss for a while, they gradually aimed at Xiao Yifei, and rushed forward one after another with wine glasses, and there was already Sang Feng blocking the car on the side.

Ling Dongwu saw that Sang Feng's alcohol consumption was very good, and he suddenly became angry, and deliberately found something to break Sang Feng away.

Remove the rice wine from the table and replace it with my daughter. A few people were specially ambushed, and the offensive and defensive alliance was booked early in the morning, some people served cups from time to time, some people beat the side drums in the back, and some people followed suit, everyone gossiped, young master, you married a lady this year, you should drink! Young man, you are happy to have a noble son this year, you should drink!

Everyone sobbed vigorously, originally thought it would take a lot of trouble, who knew that Xiao Yifei was in a lot of pain today, whoever respects him is willing to drink, and whoever brings the cup will give face.

When Sang Feng came back, Xiao Yifei was already a little drunk, but no one toasted him, so he drank it himself.

Sang Feng looked at Xiao Yifei in front of him, his delicate face flushed with three points of peach, and his original pair of sharp eyes had unconsciously removed his usual vigilance, and was dyed watery and charming by wine.

He looked at Xiao Yifei with obvious disapproval, if she was here, she would never be drunk, because she was afraid that her identity would be exposed, and she had been outside all these years.

But Sang Feng saw that the crowd was surging, and it was rare to have a reunion dinner once a year, and he couldn't spoil the fun.

In the end, Ling Dongwu used the excuse of being pregnant, her body was inconvenient, and Xiao Yifei had difficulty moving, so she asked Sang Feng to send Xiao Yifei to bed.

She lay down in the outer room and slept, thinking, Sang Feng, I have created such a great opportunity for you, if you don't know how to cherish and use it, then no one can complain!

It was dark outside the window, the night had already fallen, and there were warm candle lights flickering not far from the courtyard, like stars in the dark night, Ling Dongwu saw that Sang Feng had not come out, and his mental arithmetic was half lowered, and the heavy eyelids that were holding on finally closed.

Inside the house, Sang Feng's hands were already hot, his cheeks were also hot, and looking at the person he was thinking about day and night in his arms, his whole person was almost burning.

Xiao Yifei felt the smell of wine surge, she shook her head, as if she wanted to try to be sober, but Sang Feng's face was dangling in front of her, and he had the most familiar smell on him, so kind. The lines on his body made her feel ironed and relieved, it was too hot, she suddenly felt uneasy, and her other hand stretched out and pushed: "Let go, you let go of me first......"

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