With the promise of Yebeicheng, Lin Shuang'er is looking forward to the arrival of the Mid-Autumn Festival day by day.

She re-embroidered a purse for Yebei Cheng, a more exquisite and beautiful purse than before. She embroidered very carefully, with every stitch and thread, and in the end, she also stuffed her purse full of wormwood, just because Ye Beicheng said that she liked it......

Xu is mood has improved, her appetite seems to be much better than before, probably because the medicine prepared by Jiang Wan really has an effect, she will not have nightmares when she sleeps every night, but from time to time there will be a feeling of palpitations, this feeling makes her heart always like a pinprick, and she throbs for a while.

Because the pain came and went quickly, and the time of the pain was uncertain, it just hurt inadvertently, it didn't seem like a big problem, Lin Shuang'er didn't care, thinking that when Shen Boliang came back, she would look for him to show herself when the time came.

On this day, Lin Shuang'er teased the big tiger in the yard.

But the big tiger was always dying, no matter how she teased it, the big tiger didn't seem to have much reaction, only opened his eyes from time to time to respond to her, and the rest of the time he lay on the ground and slept lazily, even his favorite beef didn't care about it.

"Dongmei, what's wrong with the big tiger? Is it sick? Lin Shuang'er scratched the soles of the big tiger with ginkgo biloba, if it was in the past, it would have been sleeping on the ground and rolling, but today, it is still lying on the ground dying, and it doesn't even bother to move its paws.

Hearing this, Dongmei walked over, squatted down and looked at the big tiger up and down, and said, "The slave doesn't know, could it be Sichun?" ”

"Sichun?" Lin Shuang'er looked at Dongmei in confusion.

Dongmei said: "Yes, people will think of spring, and of course animals will too." ”

Lin Shuang'er looked at the state of the big tiger, shook her head, and said, "But I look, it doesn't look like Sichun, it looks like it's sick." ”

Dongmei said: "But the big tiger was fine yesterday, how could he suddenly get sick?" ”

Lin Shuang'er thought for a while and asked, "What have you fed it in the past two days?" ”

Dongmei said: "As for the ones I usually eat, I fed two chickens, five catties of meat in the morning, and drank two buckets of goat's milk, and the rest were gone." ”

Lin Shuang'er was confused, listening to what Dongmei said, what it ate was no different from usual, but she couldn't understand why the big tiger suddenly became like this since there was no problem with eating......

At this time, Dongmei said casually: "The slave saw that it was still alive yesterday, Jiang Wan teased it a few times, and it is not abnormal." ”

Lin Shuang'er touched the big tiger's head and muttered: "But I remember that the big tiger doesn't like Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan doesn't like the big tiger either, how could she tease the big tiger?" ”

Dongmei covered her mouth and laughed, "The big tiger really doesn't like her, and he yelled at her a few times, almost laughing the slave to death." ”

Seeing Lin Shuang'er's worried look, Dongmei restrained her smile and comforted: "It's okay, the big tiger may have indigestion, it's better to let it rest for a while, if it's still like this, the slave maid will go outside and ask a knowledgeable doctor to show the big tiger." ”

Hearing this, Lin Shuang'er relieved herself.

She asked Dongmei how many days before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Dongmei hooked her fingers and calculated, and said, "It's not long, and it's the Mid-Autumn Festival in seven days." ”

Lin Shuang'er suddenly thought of Huiyi, and she didn't know if she had been released, or if she had been locked up in the Luanfeng Palace and thought about it behind closed doors.

I heard that the Mid-Autumn Festival on Chang'an Street was very lively, so she wanted to ask Huiyi to go shopping together.

But since she experienced what happened last time, she didn't dare to enter the palace easily.

After thinking about it, she couldn't find anyone to find out the news, and the only thing that came to mind was Ye Beicheng.

That's it, when it was the Mid-Autumn Festival and saw Ye Beicheng, she begged him to inquire about Huiyi's news, and if she had the opportunity, she would also take her out of the palace to visit.

It's been a long time, and she misses her. Look at the book

The seven days passed quickly, and the Mid-Autumn Festival came in a blink of an eye.

That night, the lights of thousands of homes were dazzling. The whole street is hung with colorful lanterns, and the lights are intertwined, colorful and beautiful.

In the crowded street, a woman stands quietly at the head of the bridge, like a beautiful scenery, attracting frequent sideways glances from passers-by.

The woman wore a pale blue robe dress with a white gauze coat that exposed her graceful neck and clearly visible collarbones.

The skirt flows like moonlight on the ground, and the three thousand green silk is only held behind the head with a white hosta, and a wisp of green silk hangs down on the chest, adding to the softness.

She has a little powder on her face, and the faint crimson on her cheeks makes her skin delicate and lovely like petals, and most importantly, her eyes are moist and translucent, which makes her clear and pure like ice and snow.

Lin Shuang'er stood at the head of the bridge a little cramped, holding a delicate purse in her hand, and looking around with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if waiting for someone.

Under the scattering of lights, her whole person shines brightly, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, indifferent and elegant.

The weather was a little cold, so Dongmei went out of her way to buy a bag of hot chestnuts and came back.

Seeing that Ye Beicheng hadn't come over yet, Dongmei peeled a chestnut and threw it into her mouth, muttering, "Did the prince forget that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Why hasn't it been so long! ”

Lin Shuang'er said: "My husband won't forget, he promised me that he would accompany me for the Mid-Autumn Festival today." ”

The autumn wind was blowing, Dongmei felt a little cold, and reached out to tuck the placket of the neckline.

Lin Shuang'er stroked the broken hair in her ears, and asked Dongmei a little crampedly: "Is my outfit okay today?" ”

Dongmei nodded again and again: "It's beautiful, it's even more beautiful than the immortals." ”

Dongmei circled around Lin Shuang'er and said, "Why haven't you seen the princess pass through before?" This set is obviously very good-looking. ”

This set of aqua blue dresses is worn on Lin Shuang'er's body, lining her with ice and jade, like a hibiscus out of the water, such a beautiful dress, if it is Dongmei, it must be worn on her body every day, but she rarely sees Lin Shuang'er wearing it, and she can't help but be curious.

Lin Shuang'er said: "This is the first time my husband bought me clothes, I have not been willing to wear them before, today in the Mid-Autumn Festival, I want to wear them for my husband to see." ”

She vaguely remembered that when she first wore this outfit, Ye Beicheng looked at her with eyes that were as hot as fire, as if they were about to melt her.

People are pleasing to themselves, and today, she specially dressed up for the night Beicheng.

However, it is the first time for her to dress up like this, in the past, she was mainly plain and elegant, but today she deliberately applied a layer of powder on her face.

She was not very confident about today's outfit, and asked Dongmei many times.

"Dongmei, do I really look good today?"

Dongmei took the trouble to tell her: "It's good-looking, it's really good-looking." ”

Lin Shuang'er asked again: "Do you think the powder on my face is too thick?" ”

Dongmei said: "It's not thick, it's just right." ”

Lin Shuang'er said again: "Then will the prince like it?" Will he find it too vulgar? ”

Dongmei was finally a little annoyed by the question, and said: "Good-looking, good-looking, the princess is the best today, and the prince must be reluctant to look away when he sees it." ”

Lin Shuang'er's face turned crimson with shame.