Hu Yue is also impatient. He sent all the elites of the Thousand Machine Pavilion, and he didn't find anything, not to mention that all of them were poisoned, and he lost a lot of manpower in vain. For a while, he no longer acted rashly, and sent a letter to Liulizhuang and planned to continue to return to the palace. However, he was entangled in a named business, and the business of Qianji Pavilion has inexplicably increased recently. But many of the businesses have the same purpose.

"Yunshuang, have those things been distributed for a long time?" In the scorching summer, Murong Zhi was really lazy. In the past two days, he also went to someone to take care of Liu Guiren, and he was motivating Murong Zhi to be responsible, and secretly said that the culprit of this matter was Murong Zhi. But Murong Zhi usually looked at him with one look, and everyone was silent.

"It's been almost a month." Yunshuang did the math. From the time Murong Zhi distributed those small items from Muyun Pavilion to the concubines of each palace on the grounds of "belated meeting gifts", it has indeed been almost a month, even if they have been in the palace for more than half a month. The lunar calendar goes further and is the Midyear Festival. Murong Zhi's birthday was two days after the Midyear Festival. No one knows this.

The Midyear Festival is a very grand festival, the ancestors all rode the air, under the cover of the night, out of the ghost gate connecting heaven and earth, to see what the world has become after I don't know how many generations. But people are always more afraid than welcome, knowing that when they die, they will be left with a pile of bones, a wisp of lonely souls, but they still want to be afraid. That inexplicable fear, no one can properly explain.

"Then Ming'er will go to the Imperial Doctor's Prison with him." Murong Zhi raised her hand lightly. The clouds on the face are light and the wind is light, and it is leisurely. When things get to this point, she won't look back. All people should understand the cycle of cause and effect, and they should also recognize the power of the queen, and there is no blasphemy! The name of the phoenix, the flag of the world!

On the day of the Midyear Festival.

After all, it is in the palace, and it is impossible to do a big job, but it can't be too simple. The respect for the ancestors has deepened into a strange carnival to some extent, and with a reason to get together, where will it matter if there is really respect or something, it is best to be able to make yourself happy. Thus, gods and beliefs, respect and casualness, contradictions and entanglements, no people and no ghosts.

After consulting the Queen Mother, she had no chance to do it, because the Queen Mother said that Buddhism talks about sincerity and does not care about material. Qing Ruifan nodded yes, Murong Zhi didn't have anything to say, Lan Yi knew about it and hurriedly went down to arrange it. After all, it's too late for time, and the things in the palace are also uneven, and I don't know the fixed number.

According to the ** of the blue clothes, this time, the Zhongyuan Festival is not divided into the front and harem, and all the people are feasted in one hall, but the men are in the hall, and the women visit the garden first. The site of the garden is located on the shore of Changxin Lake, the largest in the palace, and the ladies in each palace will choose a good place to put their own lanterns, saying that it is to pray for something, and that the gods of heaven and earth can bless themselves with good fortune and prosperity.

Murong Zhi has always been the laziest one, and this year's lantern was directly designed by Yunlan. She doesn't do everything herself, it's useless at all, it's all thankless. She just had to hold on to the power. In the harem, even the common people, as long as they have power and money, they don't have to worry about having a bad life.

"What does Zhi think of this year?" Qing Ruifan wore a golden five-clawed golden dragon court dress, looked at the figure of Manli singing and dancing below, and gently raised the wine lord, looking at the woman who was wearing a red gold thread embroidered cardigan skirt, and her face was still beautiful without powder.

He remembered that when he first saw him, he said that Murong Zhi was only beautiful at best, but later people touted it more fiercely, but now he found out that this woman was not shocked under any circumstances, calm and elegant, and he had never seen her show that kind of shallow ambition for anything, nor did he see when she was emotionally unstable, even when she was injured, she did not have the panic that she should have under normal circumstances. It's obviously such a weak and well-defined little woman.

"I don't know about previous years, what do you think about this year?" Murong Zhi had a little energy. She was aroused by the pianist below, and the pianist had a beautiful face, but the piano skills were really good, and she wanted to know what her hands that had been soaked in swords for many years should look like when they touched the slender and strong strings. I heard my father say that my mother was in peace with a song and moved the capital with a song, if I learned it, would I be closer to the mother who only saw it in my dreams?

Murong Zhi rarely thinks about the word "mother", and over time, her face is blurred and her mind is unclear, only the embrace is warm, and it is the thing that can evoke her memory. Such a heart-warming temperature is that she has never forgotten the thoughts and softness of every minute and second.

"Ah Zhi, Lan Yi said that he prepared something for you, so that you can open the dark compartment under your table." Blue couldn't come over, as the steward, he could only stand to one side, his eyebrows lowered, and move when needed, and the rest of the time he could only stand, like a puppet.

Murong Zhi's heart swept over something, and slowly opened the dark grid, her eyes still staring at the violinist. The pianist has two slender and clean, well-defined hands, lying on the lyre and dancing around, just like a white elf active in the forest, smooth and natural, beautiful and unique.

"What is this?" Lan Yi was very careful, even the dark grid also spread a layer of brocade inside, for fear that the texture of the wood would hurt Murong Zhi's good-looking and delicate hands, but in fact, the cocoon on Murong Zhi's hands could survive even if it was full of wood. What she touched in her hand was a round piece of wood, with nothing on it, and the blue tassels looked clean through the pores above. It's a very chic but simple little thing, but Murong Zhi really didn't recognize it.

"This is the blue coat." Qing Ruifan knows very well what this is. When he regained the dragon guard a long time ago, he customized such wood chips for all the people, and the lower grade was the code name on the wooden card, and only the tassel could only be obtained by entering and exiting the emperor's side or being a leader like Lan Yi, and at the same time, the code name and the like were omitted. Qing Ruifan stipulates that the wooden card and people are one, and if either party does not exist, both sides will have no value in existence.

"Oh." Murong Zhi lightly picked up the wooden plaque and looked at it, the birch tree pattern was very simple, as simple and clear as the person in blue. After a moment's scrutiny, she shoved her things back and turned her head to look at the blue clothes, her expression sharpening.

There were courtiers, but there were no big moths, the meal was finished with He Meimei, and finally they went back to their respective mansions, although the harem concubines also walked around and talked, but there was no friction.

After that, it's time to visit the garden. The concubines worked hard to make the emperor remember their lanterns, rushing to light them themselves, watching the candles illuminate, the dark sky began to shine, and all kinds of lanterns dotted the sky overhead, bright and bright. Murong Zhi's lantern is the most undeligent, a simple skeleton lantern with a white background, with two big characters "Murong" on it, when Qing Ruifan saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he could only say comments such as plain and generous.

With rewards and praises, after about half an hour, the garden party finally ended. There was no unpleasantness in the middle, and at most it was just two sentences, and there were no major contradictions. Murong Zhi was also fortunate to return to the palace leisurely. By the way, I took the blue coat with me.

Murong Zhi never liked what mandatory orders others gave her, and she never cared about what others gave her arms and hugs. She has always understood that no matter what she does, the only thing she can consider in the end is herself. People are selfish, and she never trusts anyone's trust or promise. Without any achievements and contributions, the words before are useless, and she has no need or leisure to believe, understand, understand, and entrust.

"What are you going to do?" Murong Zhi stood in the hall, her face was frosty, and her voice was displeased. The red color of water, which she had always disliked, now brought out her majesty well. Although many people don't like red, there are also many people who understand that red is also the best modification, the king is on top, and the creatures are red.

"Lan Yi has nothing else to ask for, she just wants to stay by her mother's side." Lan Yi knelt on the ground, rarely feeling Murong Zhi's suppressed and dull momentum, he was overwhelmed by a girl for the first time.

"You can't follow me on that alone." Murong Zhi snorted. The blue coat is still not clear. If the relationship between him and her master and servant is based on Qing Ruifan's words, then she is still a mother; But if Lan Yi intends to give her life, then she is his only lord and the only king. Then she can never be a so-called mother. As long as Lan Yi didn't understand this, she didn't need him.

"Niangniang, the blue clothes are afraid of exceeding the rules." Lan Yi felt that he was wronged. At first, he was not so open because it would be presumptuous to call him "master" without her permission.

"Alright. Since the blue coat is a smart man, he should know what I am referring to. Murong Zhi didn't want to talk about this anymore. Everyone understands that you can never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep, and in the same way, you can never accept someone you never intended to accept.

Blue's frustration was deep. The last time he was rejected by her, he was already working hard to train himself, and this time he thought he could take this opportunity to make peace with her, but he still failed. With his skills, he doesn't want the title of the palace, he can be regarded as a big hero in the rivers and lakes when he goes out, and he has been eating deflated here since he was born.

"I said it, it's not me that you're suitable to follow Qing Ruifan." Murong Zhi didn't care about his lonely expression at all, just thinking that if she didn't do it well this time, it would be more troublesome for her to do it again next time. "Even if Qing Ruifan agrees, it is impossible. You have the capital but you don't have the rights. ”

Try is your own, strength is capital. But the choice is someone else's, and the right is in someone else's hands.