The deep mountains of Bizhu Baipingzhou are as sad as fire maple leaves.

Concentrate on watching the meteor shower, and the smoke curls through the river building.

The autumn moon knows my meaning from afar, and the bells and drums of the Buddhist temple are long.

A piece of maple is secretly handed by the wind, and the two hearts are flowing eastward for a long time.

Murong Ningyan and the emperor walked towards the mountain, while you competed for me to pick mushrooms, every time you saw a beautiful little mushroom, it was as happy as if you had found a treasure. And only those that grow small and fat and thick, some of them look like they grew the day before, and the slightly lighter color is not eye-catching at all, and they can't get into Murong Ningyan's basket.

The emperor gently took the bamboo basket in Murong Ningyan's hand, and the two occasionally bumped into each other because they went to pick up the same mushroom at the same time, Murong Ningyan didn't know whether it was shy or hot, and her pretty face was even more radiant, white and red, the emperor who had lived in the deep palace for a long time could interact with the energetic beauties in the beautiful nature, and naturally did not feel tired.

"Smoke, stop!"

The emperor stopped, the basket was full of mushrooms, and Grandpa Zeng hurriedly took it.

Murong Ningyan stopped and asked, "Is Your Majesty tired?" Let's take a break! ”

The emperor didn't speak, but just took out a silk handkerchief with a sandalwood fragrance from his arms, and gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat on Murong Ningyan's face.

Murong Ningyan watched the emperor lower his head and wipe his sweat seriously, and suddenly the emperor's eyes shifted to Murong Ningyan's eyes, his eyes collided, shining with hot sparks, wanting to ignite this beautiful maple forest.

Murong Ningyan hurriedly turned his head, flashed towards the side of the road in a panic, pretending to sit on a rock as if nothing had happened, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and the breeze gently blew the long hair hanging down on the side of his face.

"Your Majesty, Brother Yuwei, there is also sweat on Yuwei's face!" This little thing really picks the time. Zeng Gong took her away with a sense of current affairs.

Familiar scenes, familiar care, and familiar eyes... Murong Ningyan's thoughts seemed to fly back to modern times, fast-paced urban life, climbing mountains is a common piece of cake, as long as he has a break, he and his boyfriend will meet to climb the mountain and pick mushrooms together. The boyfriend will also wipe his sweat like the emperor just did, look at each other affectionately, and then it will be an affectionate kiss...

The emperor sat down next to Murong Ningyan and gently brushed her hair hanging down her cheeks behind her ears.

The thoughts that had just wandered were gently dragged back by the emperor, and when he thought of his boyfriend, Murong Ningyan's expression couldn't help but gradually dim, and he didn't know how he was doing after he was gone, and was he sad about losing himself?

Regarding the small change in Murong Ningyan's mood, he couldn't escape the thoughtful emperor, and he thought that he must have suddenly thought of Xiao Gongzi again, and he had to quickly divert her attention.

"Yan'er, I'll sing you a song to relieve your boredom!"

Murong Ningyan knew that his distraction was seen by the emperor, so he immediately said happily: "I can smell His Majesty's singing, Yan'er is fortunate to have three lives, and I would like to hear it in detail!" ”

The emperor stood up, cleared his throat, and began to sing: "The beauty smiled through the ages, the green mountains were drunk in the wind, and the stones and flying sand were drunk Look at the stones and flying sands, and also beat for your heart, who is blowing the flute under the moon, I miss you, the white clothes are fluttering, and the gentle country is beautiful, and it is difficult to escape the love word, and it is also proud to be a lover, and what is love? ”

The emperor's singing voice is deep and deep, the treble is clear and loud, the sound moves Lin Yue, the birds are flying, sometimes passionate, sometimes lingering, the lyrics are simple and elegant, and the mood is resounding, Murong Ningyan was shocked by the true feelings between the lines, and it went straight to the heart.

Who can't hear the emperor's intention in singing this song?

Unconsciously the top of the mountain is close at hand, looking down at Qixia Mountain from the top of the mountain, there is a feeling that it will be the top of the mountain, and the feeling of seeing the small mountains at a glance is only then that I realized that the sweat and tiredness before are worth it.

It is unbelievable that Xiao Yuwei, such a high mountain, thousands of steps, she actually climbed up step by step by herself.

As the sun set, Murong Ningyan looked at the ingredients brought by the palace maids, and there were just slices of cut meat, so he decided to make two mushroom dishes by himself, borrowing the kitchen of the temple on the top of the mountain, Murong Ningyan, who was quick with his hands and feet, served the two dishes on the table after a while.

Stir-fried pork slices with mushrooms, thick mushroom balls, tender and fresh taste, rich aroma, lubricating and refreshing, excellent flavor, and a chicken mushroom soup, the special aroma of mushrooms and the aroma of chicken are mixed together, so that people who smell it can't help but swallow saliva, and the taste is even more tender.

The emperor feasted and was full of praise, "I have eaten all the delicacies of the mountains and seas, but I have never eaten such a delicious food, why can't the imperial dining room make it?" Wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful! Yan'er, how about picking mushrooms with me in the future? ”

Seeing that the emperor was eating happily, Murong Ningyan hurriedly agreed to say yes, but when he saw that the emperor had the intention of sweeping the whole picture, he was faintly worried about the emperor, whether it would affect his digestion because he ate too much, but he didn't know how to speak.

Father-in-law Zeng, who was on the side, also had the same worries as Yan'er, so he cautiously said to the emperor: "Your Majesty, why don't you let the imperial dining room taste the mushroom delicacies made by Miss Yan'er, and you won't bother the girl to do it in the future?" ”

"Aiqing is reasonable, withdraw it, and give them a taste."

Although the emperor was still unsatisfied, he also understood the meaning of Grandpa Zeng's words, and then he was satisfied with Murong Ning and said, "Yan'er, what you made is so delicious, accompany me to eat for a while." ”

At this time, it was already twilight, and the Imperial Forest Army had already surrounded the entire Qixia Mountain. Yuwei, who was tired for a day, felt that the beautiful red maple leaf forests she saw during the day had become monsters at night, opening her cave-like mouth, and she might swallow herself at any time, so she said that she didn't dare to look and closed her eyes, but she relied on Murong Ningyan and refused to come down, and it didn't take long for a slight snoring sound to come out.

The emperor motioned to the palace maid to take it, settled in the temple on the top of the mountain, and whispered a few words to Grandpa Zeng. After a while, I saw that the palace people set up tents on the rocks on the top of the mountain, and raised a male bonfire in front of the tent, put down two futons not far away, and then withdrew and waited far away.

The emperor and Murong Ningyan dissipated for a while, and the night on the mountain in late autumn was full of coldness, and a gust of cold wind blew, and Murong Ningyan couldn't help but shiver.

"Let's go to the fire to get warmer." Murong Ningyan was about to walk over with the emperor, when he suddenly found a meteor crossing the sky, and the emperor saw that Murong Ningyan did not follow, so he also turned around and looked at her line of sight, and another meteor crossed by.

"This does not bode well." The emperor said to himself with a gloomy expression.

"Why not a good sign?" Murong Ningyan asked puzzled.

"Today's weather is auspicious, Si Tianjian will definitely be able to say something." The emperor said with some concern.

The meteors did not disappear because the emperor did not like it, on the contrary, more meteors appeared in the night sky, forming a beautiful meteor shower.

"The most beautiful realm of life, the flowers are not fully bloomed and the moon is not full. Tonight's night is beautiful! I've never seen anything like it, and a meteor shower is the first time I've seen it. Murong Ningyan said a little excitedly.

Seeing that the emperor was thoughtful, he immediately said to the emperor mischievously: "Your Majesty, do you want to hear the reason for the formation of the meteor shower?" ”

"Do you know?"

"I roughly understand that meteor showers are astronomical phenomena in the night sky, with many meteors emitted from a so-called radiant in the sky. These meteors are fragments of the universe known as meteoroids that are projected into the Earth's atmosphere at extremely high speeds as they orbit in parallel orbits. ”

"What is a meteoroid?"

"In addition to the sun, the eight planets and their moons, asteroids, and comets in the solar system, there are also a large number of dust particles and tiny solid masses in interstellar space, which also move around the sun, collectively known as meteoroids."

"The fundamental reason for the formation of meteor showers is the formation of comets due to the fragmentation of comets. Comets are mainly composed of ice and dust, and as the comet gets closer to the Sun, the ice vaporizes, causing the dust particles to be ejected out of the parent body and into the comet's orbit like fountain water... ”

"In other words, this is just a natural astronomical phenomenon, and it has nothing to do with this imperial throne or anything?" The emperor asked suspiciously.

"That's true, to say that the meteor is related to the throne can only be said that those people have ulterior motives."

Murong Ningyan leaned against the fence at the top of the mountain and stopped, looking up at the night sky.

The emperor looked at the woman in front of him, just quietly holding her cheeks by the railing, and staring sideways at the sky, but it looked so beautiful. The more I came into contact with her, the more I felt her deep insight and difference. The heart said: As long as you can stay with her, even if you give up the country, even if you just look up at the sky quietly for a lifetime, you will have no regrets in this life.

Murong Ningyan under the moonlight became more and more touching, and the emperor gently picked up her hand and said softly: "Yan'er, since the people of Murong Mansion have been good to you except for your mother and Murong Zifeng, the princess and daughter have been bullying you for a long time, why don't you come out of that house and give you a surname, huh?" ”

"Surname?" I am most afraid that the emperor will use this extremely gentle voice to talk to himself, which makes people unable to refuse.

"I have no daughters under the knees of Zhou Zong, the patriarch of the Tang Dynasty, when the emperor was in power, he was a meritorious minister, and he had the merit of assisting this dynasty, so it is better to be a daughter to Yan'er!"

As soon as the emperor said this, Murong Ningyan's heart suddenly turned over and over, in history, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty was the daughter of Zhou Zong, and the emperor said that he had no daughter, and now let himself be the daughter of Zhou Zong, so that he will be the queen of Zhou in the future?

Although Murong Ningyan can feel the emperor's increasingly strong love for him since he met, but when he thought that Li Yu and Queen Zhou would not die well in the end, and because he was addicted to singing, dancing and poetry, and ignored the government and died, Murong Ningyan was unwilling to bear this infamy, and how could he let go of Xiao Gongzi in his heart?

It's so embarrassing, does Murong Ningyan agree or refuse the emperor?