Rong Xiang felt surprised, and didn't understand why Mo Guhan was suddenly so excited, and said casually: "Every year, this errand for arranging the palace scenery is directly handed over to Gonggong Qin of the Internal Affairs Office, and it should be a new trick directly purchased from outside the palace." ”

"I don't, I shouldn't! Quickly go and find out, who is this rabbit lantern from? ”

Mo Gu commanded in a cold voice, his voice was full of eagerness, and it was difficult to hide his anxiety.

Where does Rongxiang dare to delay? Hurriedly ran down to ask.

Mo Guhan stood in place, staring at the lantern motionlessly, his eyebrows and eyes were obviously happy, and a different gentleness gradually bloomed.

After a while, Rong Xiang came back breathlessly: "Your Majesty, the right servants went to inquire, these zodiac lanterns are all from the hands of skilled craftsmen in the palace, but this rabbit lantern is not their masterpiece." ”

Mo Guhan turned around suddenly, his face full of nervousness: "Who is it?" ”

Rong Xiang stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the imperial garden: "It was made by the queen mother." ”

"Queen?" Mo Guhan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and the light in his eyes flickered in the orange light and shadow, floating with a layer of hazy and indescribable feelings.

"Yes, the slave heard that this year, the queen mother handed over the errand of arranging the inner and outer scenes of the palace to the queen mother, and the lanterns, bonsai and other things in the palace were arranged by the queen mother herself under the command of the palace people."

"She laid it out?" Mo Guhan was slightly angry: "She is a queen, why do you have to do such miscellaneous things, what do those palace people do to eat?" ”

Rong Xiang shrunk his neck and didn't dare to speak. Shicai also felt surprised, and asked the Qin steward, and the steward said that it was the queen mother's meaning, and said the truth with a smile: "The queen mother has a life, let us make the queen mother's decision in every detail, so the queen mother naturally has to do it herself." ”

Rong Xiang is a monkey-like person, so he naturally understands the queen mother's thoughts, but where does he dare to stir up trouble in front of Mo Guhan?

Mo Guhan frowned, and asked angrily, "Where is the queen now?" ”

Rong Xiang pointed in the direction of the imperial garden again: "The right talent slave passed through the imperial garden, and saw that the queen mother was still busy there, surrounded by a group of palace people, but it was lively." ”

"It's so late, and it's cold, it's just nonsense!"

Mo Guhan's thin lips pursed, and he walked straight around Rong Xiang and strode towards the Imperial Garden.

Today, the north wind blew for a day during the day, and it didn't stop until dusk, and the air was dry and cold, but it was a good time to set up the lanterns.

When Mo Gu approached the imperial garden with a cold hum, he heard laughter inside, and it was in full swing, rendering the cold weather lively.

In the royal garden, which has been devastated by the cold wind and has dead trees, there is a long line along the flower corridor, and a red lantern is hung with a water, on which various auspicious words of prayer are written in ink and hand. Walking along the flower corridor hurriedly, the rockery pavilions, the flowers and trees are sparsely interspersed, and they are also scattered with various bamboo lanterns, all of which are shrouded in red gauze, and painted with various patterns of gold. When the red candles inside were lit one by one, the patterns came alive with the flickering candle shadows.

Mo Guhan approached quietly, and those beautiful palace people who were fat and thin were surrounding Chu Yuehua in the middle, excited and focused.

He raised his hand to stop Rong Xiang's briefing, and also leaned over curiously.

The two green-clothed palace ladies held a lantern made of red paper in their hands, which was a very simple octagonal lampshade style, but there were no holes at the top, and there was no tie, and it was completely sealed.

Yuehua stood in front of her, smiling lightly, her eyebrows and eyes were warm and spring, and the lights and shadows around her were bright, giving birth to a streamer in her rippling eyes.

She took a little wolf hair handed over by the palace people on the side, dipped it in thick ink, put her frozen hand to her mouth and took a breath of hot air, muttered for a while, and wrote on the lantern with a pen "Guotai Min'an, long live my emperor" Eight delicate small characters.

Yuehua tilted her head and looked at it, as if she was a little dissatisfied,

"Queen Mother, can this lantern really fly?"

Someone couldn't hold back their curiosity and deliberately lowered their voices, as if they were afraid that the lantern would be blown away.

Yuehua hooked her lips slightly: "That's natural, this Kong Ming lantern was originally used as a communication in war, because it can float into the night sky and be unrestrained." ”

"Can that wish really come true?"

The other Gong E also chirped excitedly.

Yuehua's eyes were obviously dark, but she still smiled: "Since this lantern can fly to the sky, then the gods may realize their sincerity when they see it and sympathize with us." ”

"Can we make a few more wishes along with us?"

Immediately, someone laughed and joked that this Gong'e was not greedy enough.

"Sincerity is spirituality, why not try?"

Yuehua handed the little wolf in her hand to the palace maid next to her, folded her hands, closed her eyes slightly, her butterfly-like eyelashes covered the loneliness at the bottom of her eyes, and murmured extremely reverently:

"The concubine has three wishes, one wishes long live the emperor and be in good health; Second, I wish that Chang'an will have smooth wind and rain, and the country and the people will be safe; Three Wishes ......"

Her voice gradually lowered, she paused with a wry smile, and ordered the little eunuch next to her: "Light the fire." ”

"Okay!" The little eunuch rubbed his hands, holding the candle lit in his hand, and was already eager to try.

"Let me come."

Yuehua raised her eyes in shock, followed the sound and turned around suddenly, and before she could react, she was already kneeling on the ground.

Mo Guhan walked towards her slowly, his eyes were eagerness that Yuehua couldn't read, and hotly, two clusters of warm flames rose, jumping excitedly, brighter than the lights of the garden.

"Aren't there three vows? Why don't you say it? ”

Mo Guhan stood still in front of her, lowered his head to look at her, his voice was mellow, like fine wine.

Yuehua came to her senses and needed to be courteous, so she knelt down in a panic, but was supported by Mo Guhan.

"Your Majesty, how did you get here?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Mo Guhan's lips, and he said softly: "Naturally, I came to see the queen." ”

"Look at me?" Yuehua flashed a pair of surprised and happy eyes, lingered on Mo Guhan's face in a panic for a moment, and then jumped away like a deer, leaving only a trace of shyness.

Mo Guhan wrapped her frozen hand in the palm of her hand, rubbed it gently, and scolded in a low voice: "Some trivial chores, just leave them to the minions, there is no need to do it yourself." Can your body stand such cold weather? ”

Yuehua shyly glanced at Kong Minglan on the side: "I'm worried that there will be a north wind tomorrow, so I bothered everyone to work hard for a while, and then I went back." ”

Mo Guhan smiled rarely, and stretched out his hand to the palace man who was kneeling on the ground: "Brush." ”

The palace man got up hurriedly and put the brush respectfully on Mo Guhan's hand.

Mo Guhan waved his hand, and Rong Xiang ordered everyone to retreat quietly.

He raised his pen and danced a few big characters on the Kong Ming lantern without thinking: carved beams and double swallows.

Then he threw the wolf at hand, and Feng Gong's words came easily: "Spring banquet, a glass of green wine and a song, and then worship Chen Sanyuan." One wishes Lang Jun is a thousand years old, the second wishes that the concubine is always healthy, and the third wish is like Liang Shangyan, and they often see each other every year. That's how it comes to the end. ”

Yuehua slowly smiled and lowered her head: "The concubine doesn't dare to be too greedy, I'm afraid that my wish is too heavy, and a light lantern can't bear it." ”

Mo Guhan pulled a lock of hair from her sideburns behind her ears, and there was reluctance on her fingertips: "The wishes you made are very effective." ”

Yuehua smiled with crooked eyebrows, and her eyes were like a crescent moon, bright and clear: "I hope to borrow the emperor's auspicious words." ”

Mo Guhan beckoned, Rong Xiang immediately understood, took half of the candle, lit it from the lantern on the side, blocked the wind with his hand, and carefully handed it to Mo Guhan.

Yuehua picked up Kong Ming's lantern, turned her head and smiled at Mo Guhan, with a hint of playfulness.

Mo Guhan lowered his head and lit the pine resin below, but it was solemn.

She raised her two arms, lifted the Kong Ming lantern above her head, and then raised her face to look with hope and sacredness, in the red hazy light and shadow, a pair of eyes seemed to shake a pool of moonlight, broken silver.

The pine resin "beeped" and burned, and the lantern became lighter and lighter, finally out of the control of the moonlight, and rose staggeringly, then became more and more stable, flying higher and higher, and finally disappeared into the starry night sky.

Mo Guhan untied the big slug on his body, wrapped her tightly, and asked with concern: "Is it cold?" ”

Yuehua shook her head: "It's cold, it's not cold now." ”

"Can you walk with me?"

Yuehua nodded, reached out and took a glass lantern from the side, but was taken by Mo Guhan: "Your hands are too cold, stay in your sleeves, just come and carry the lantern." ”

"Isn't the emperor also cold?"

Mo Guhan also shook his head: "I am a man, so I am naturally not afraid of the cold. ”

Yuehua didn't insist, and obediently nestled in the crook of his arm, feeling the warmth brought to him by the remnants of his body temperature. Mo Guhan held her in one hand and a lantern in the other, and the two walked slowly along the path of the imperial garden.