There are only four words on the wish sign in the empress's hand: marry Li Yunsheng.

After writing, he put down the pen in his hand, held the wishing stick, and threw it directly into the wishing box.

At this time, Li Yunsheng had just finished distributing wishing signs to Wei Xiang and the others, and he was the last to put pen to paper.

And his wishing sign only has four words: marry Jiang Qingying.

The empress came up, and he immediately turned around, blocking the empress's view.

After writing, he put the sign face down, bypassing the empress and throwing it directly into the wishing box.

The other three, different from the two of them with almost the same desires.

Wei Xiang wrote: I hope Li Ling can be resurrected.

And Haoyue's wish signature only has four words: Forever Fall into the Illusion.

Little Taro's wish: I hope that Su Dingqi can be free.

After throwing the wishing sticks into the wishing box, several people put on incense one after another, kneeling in front of the Buddha and kowtowing devoutly.

Unexpectedly, Li Yunsheng just kowtowed, and the incense he inserted was extinguished for no reason.

When I kowtowed a second time, the incense was cut off.

Sensing the abnormality, Li Yunsheng got up directly, and simply knocked his third head again, he was afraid that this Buddha statue would not be able to stand it.

After the incense, the five people climb the Liuhe Tower, and you can overlook the large chrysanthemums of the Liuhe Temple at a high place.

After a few people came out of the temple, it was already dusk.

Wei Xiang and Hao Yue returned to the Li Mansion directly with Xiao Taro, while Li Yunsheng and the empress held hands and walked aimlessly on the street, no one wanted to go home too early.

The two of them were strolling around, and Jiang Qingying suddenly grabbed Li Yunsheng.

Li Yunsheng followed for a moment, and then followed the empress's gaze to a tavern on the corner of Xishi Street.

This tavern is small in area and inconspicuous in Beijing, but it has been open for decades - Qin Ji Tavern.

Li Yunsheng is both unfamiliar and familiar with this place.

Familiar because the two of them used to come here when they were young, and strange because he hadn't been here for many years.

The reason why I often came when I was a child was because it was a place where the first emperor and his father often met.

The two of them especially like the chrysanthemum wine and sauced beef here, so September 9 must be the guest here.

It's just that he hasn't been here since the two of them are gone.

In addition to climbing and appreciating chrysanthemums, drinking chrysanthemum wine is naturally indispensable during the Double Ninth Festival.

Jiang Qingying and Li Yunsheng tacitly walked into this tavern and asked for a pot of chrysanthemum wine, a plate of beef in sauce, and a plate of peanuts.

Who would have thought that the former emperor of the dynasty, Shang Shuling, would secretly come to a tavern to drink.

And today, it is the same emperor of the current dynasty and Shang Shuling, but with the same identity, but different people.

Since the wall of the West Market was torn down, this tavern has been facing the street.

The two men sat near the side of the street, their hands still not willing to let go.

Even if the empress's palms were a little itchy, she couldn't bear to scratch them.

She secretly told herself to hold it for a while, just a little longer, and let go when the wine came up.

But Li Yunsheng seemed to know how to read minds, and gently clasped her palm with his fingers.

After the wine came up, Li Yunsheng had no intention of letting go at all.

He raised his glass with his remaining left hand, saluted the empress, and drank it all.

The name of this wine is chrysanthemum white, and it is one of the three whites of Jingshi.

After entering the mouth, it is full of floral and wine aromas, as well as a hint of medicinal aroma.

Chrysanthemum wine is really not easy to intoxicate, and the entrance is soft and sweet, especially suitable for autumn and winter drinking.

Seeing that he didn't let go, Jiang Qingying sighed in her heart, and let go when the sauced beef came up.

Neither of them noticed that Cui Yan and his wife were walking towards him on the street.

Mrs. Cui saw Li Yunsheng sitting in the tavern and the woman sitting next to him from afar.

The red dress was too eye-catching in the crowd.

As if she had discovered something important, Mrs. Cui hammered Cui Yan's arm hard.

"Xianggong, Xianggong!!"

Cui Yan endured the pain in his arm and hurriedly responded.

"What's wrong?"

Madame Cui pointed her finger at Li Yunsheng in the Qin Ji Tavern.

"Look, Li Xiangye!"

"What was the surprise of seeing Li Xiang-"

Cui Yan didn't care at first, what was the fuss about seeing Li Xiang on the street during the Double Ninth Festival.

But when he saw the woman sitting next to Li Yunsheng, he stopped abruptly halfway through his words.

It's not uncommon to meet Li Xiang on the street, but it's very unusual to meet Li Xiang holding a woman's hand.

Because Li Yunsheng was holding the empress's hand, the two of them did not sit opposite each other, but sat on both sides of the corner of the wine table.

At this time, the empress happened to have her back to Cui Yan and his wife, and the two of them only saw Li Yunsheng's side face.

In Cui Yan's cognition, it is impossible for the empress to be dressed in women's clothes.

After all, the empress's private visits have always been men's clothes, which is not just a matter of preference, but about the emperor's prestige.

When a woman is an emperor, she has been talked about by many people, and wearing a woman's clothes is even more of a handle for people to discuss.

Therefore, he was very curious about which woman Li Xiang was holding hands and drinking.

The two good things looked at each other and walked directly into the tavern quietly.

"Li Gongzi."

"I've seen Li Gongzi."

Since Li Yunsheng is a micro-service, this is in a tavern again, so Cui Yan and his wife did not call Li Xiang directly.

I heard someone greet Li Yunsheng, and the voice was so familiar.

Jiang Qingying, who had just taken a sip of wine, turned his head to take a look, and found that the person standing opposite was Cui Yan, the secretary of the Criminal Department, and his wife.

My own hand is still there—

Thinking of this, the empress squirted out a sip of wine.

She immediately withdrew her hand from Li Yunsheng's hand in a panic, coughed several times in a row, and her face turned red.

It is one thing to declare sovereignty in front of others, but it is another to hold hands in front of one's own courtiers.

Cui Yan looked serious and wanted to see which woman this was, and she actually resurrected Li Xiang's heart.

After watching it for a long time, Mrs. Cui recognized it first.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

Although she recognized the empress, she didn't dare to say it directly.

On the one hand, it was outside, and on the other hand, she could see that the empress didn't seem to want them to recognize it.

She now regrets very much how she saw Li Xiang in the crowd with sharp eyes.

Why couldn't I help my curiosity, and ran in with my husband.

She secretly pulled Cui Yan's sleeve to signal that the occasion was wrong.

But when she pulled it, Cui Yan recognized the empress in front of her at this time.

His eyes widened suddenly, and the words Your Majesty almost blurted out.

Jiang Qingying was afraid that he would shout the word "Your Majesty" in public, so she really might as well find a crack in the ground and get in.

Now she just wants to be Jiang Qingying simply, not the emperor of Great Chu.

Before Cui Yan could speak, the empress preemptively spoke: "Let's have a sip of wine." ”

"No, no, no!"

As soon as the words fell, the empress immediately realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly denied and explained.

"Well, I, I, we both have a drink here."

(End of chapter)