"Sister Yan, please drink."

Yuan Ze is also a positive response.

He personally poured wine on Cao Feiyan's empty bottle, then picked it up with both hands and handed it over.

"Hey..."

Cao Feiyan took the wine bottle and said happily: "Come, let's drink this bottle together as a family." ”

"Drink this bottle." Yuan Zhi picked it up and took a bite first.

During the banquet, everyone completely let go of the shackles of their hearts, and their mood was extremely happy, and laughter and laughter floated in the sky above Yajuxian.

The maids were ordered to remove all the dishes, add a pot of Mingshi Hong-fruit wine, and finally serve out "moon cakes".

Yuan Zhi also saw the ancient "moon cake" for the first time.

It's actually a steamed big bread, also called a big naan cake.

The naan cake is filled with osmanthus flowers, jujube paste, walnut kernels, melon seed kernels, lard, and rose petals.

The surface of the naan is a picture of Chang'e running to the moon, kneaded with flour.

Yuan Zhi cut a piece with a knife, which tasted good when chewed, and the sweet fragrance was overflowing.

At this time, the noise of firecrackers was heard in the distance.

I saw more than 1,000 torches on the bank of the Seoul River, surrounded by firelight and candles, singing and dancing.

Needless to say, the bonfire party on the night of mid-autumn is currently in the climax stage.

"Mother, Xuan'er wants to climb high and look far."

King Jin was the first to sit still, and he opened his mouth to plead.

"Mother, you climb the rockery over there, but be careful." Cao Feiyan was in a good mood and agreed heartily.

"Sister Yan, I'll accompany Xuan'er." Cao Feilan volunteered.

She is not yet nineteen years old, and it is in her nature to play and watch the fun.

"Go ahead, watch him." Cao Feiyan nodded yes.

The aunt and nephew held hands, happily ran to the rockery, and began to climb.

"Oops..."

"Aunt Lan be careful, pull Xuan'er's arm, slow down."

“？？？”

The call over there touched the heart of the mother here.

Cao Feiyan couldn't help but stand up from the soft couch and stretched out her neck to look in the direction of the rockery.

"Don't worry, Sister Yan, Yuan Xuan is a person who practices martial arts, at the age of ten, he is half a man, and in turn he can take care of Lan'er."

Yuan Zhi also stood up and comforted in a low voice.

He was calm and analyzed completely correctly.

After a while, the cheers of the aunt and nephew came from the rockery.

"Hehe, look at their happiness, Yuan Zhi, let's also go to the small courtyard to enjoy the moon."

Maybe it was some infection, Cao Feiyan said, and the lotus step had already started.

"Sister Yan, slow down."

Cao Feiyan, who had drunk a lot of wine, was a little staggering when he first got up, and Yuan Zhi instinctively stretched out his hand when he saw this.

But the palm of his hand reached the edge of Cao Feiyan's body, but it was hanging against the silk robe, just to make a preparation, and there was no further movement.

I want to help but don't dare, but my behavior and expression are very respectful.

Cao Feiyan raised her pretty face and snickered, seeing Yuan Zhi in the moonlight, he was unusually handsome, his face was as white as jade, and the red face on his face after drinking was particularly cute.

Her heart was stunned for a moment, and she slowly stretched out her slender jade hand and placed it on his big hand.

The bright red inch armor gently brushed his wrist intentionally or unintentionally.

A tingling electric shock hit the prince's body again.

But at this time, Yuan Zhi seems to have become accustomed to it and has drug resistance.

I saw that he was very calm, holding her smooth and slender soft thorn, raising it slightly to balance her walking.

The two slowly walked out of the main hall.

At this time, the moonlight is faint, sprinkled on the ground of the courtyard, clear as water.

The lotus flowers in the pond, illuminated by the moonlight, add a bit of shame.

In the distance, bonfires and torches are everywhere, and folk "moon worship" rituals are taking place.

Smoke billowed overhead, and from time to time the cold moon shone through it.

"Chang'e is so pitiful, only on the night of August 15 every year, she can walk out of the Moon Palace, silently look at the nether realm, and miss her husband and relatives." Cao Feiyan looked up at the moon and sighed.

"The bright moon sends acacia for thousands of miles." Yuan Zhi casually chimed in.

"Yuan Zhi, if you were Hou Yi, would you give up the throne, chase into the Moon Palace, and look for Chang'e?"

Cao Feiyan looked at Yuan Zhi faintly, and suddenly asked.

Chang'e to the Moon is an ancient mythological love story, and there have been many versions for thousands of years.

But the central idea is very different.

It's about the hero Hou Yi, who shot down nine suns that ravaged the world with a bow, eliminating harm for the people, leaving only one to shine on the earth.

For this, he was rewarded by the heavens, an elixir of immortality.

But in order to protect the people of Li under his jurisdiction, as well as his beloved wife Chang'e, he did not take immortal medicine.

One day, the treacherous and greedy apprentice Fengmeng, taking advantage of Hou Yi's departure from home, tried to force Chang'e to hand over the elixir.

In order to prevent Fengmeng's conspiracy from succeeding, Chang'e swallowed the elixir herself and suffered the pain of being separated from her relatives alone.

After Hou Yi came back, he killed Feng Meng, and tried his best to chase after the Moon Palace, but the sky did not fulfill his wish.

At the moment, Cao Feiyan's inexplicable question, Yuan Zhi is the second monk was confused, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

There is one thing he figured out, that is, Cao Feiyan's desire to struggle with the shackles of the deep palace and pursue freedom and happiness.

But what about the other meaning?

Is it for him to learn to be Hou Yi, give up the throne, and fly with her?

Have one's head in the clouds!

More outrageous than his daydreams!

Yuan Zhi smiled bitterly in his heart.

It is said that Cao Feiyan is smart and strong, but I didn't expect that in her bones, she still has a longing for love, romanticism?

It seems that she lacks the ruthlessness and ruthlessness of a female politician, and she will not be able to become Wu Zetian after all.

Suddenly, Yuan Zhi's heart increased with pity and sympathy for Cao Feiyan, and there was less hostility and vigilance.

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows, and this matter is difficult to complete. Sister Yan, everyone has their own days, and everyone has a different mission, even the king of heaven is no exception. ”

"My mission is to govern for the end of the Jin Empire, for my father to supervise the country, to inherit the throne in the future, and to let the Yuan Dynasty carry on the past and forge ahead for a long time."

"There are no ifs in this world, everyone has to face reality, but fate and environment can be changed through unremitting efforts."

Yuan Zhi's words are quite philosophical, and there are poems of Su Shi in the Song Dynasty in the middle, which are unfathomable in Cao Feiyan's cognition, making her feel like she is in the clouds.

I didn't expect the prince's literary talent to be so outstanding.

Of course, while admiring the genius of Yuan Zhi, she also seems to understand his ambition to stand out from the crowd and dominate the world.

He's proclamating and exhorting!

Cao Feiyan's heart twitched suddenly, and a wave of dizziness hit.

"Sister Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Zhi suddenly saw Cao Feiyan's body deviate, as if there was a tendency to fall, and he was so shocked that the souls of the dead were scattered.

He stepped forward, stretched out his arms around her body, and exclaimed.

The soft body with fragrant shoulders half-exposed instantly fell into his spacious chest, and the skin was so silky and smooth as jade.

She lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, her pretty face was flushed, and she was endlessly charming.

Yuan Zhi lowered his head, looking at the stunning beauty in his arms, and gradually revealed his obsession, and his whole body was restless.

From this moment on, Yuan Zhi no longer pretended to be cold.

Cao Feiyan opened her phoenix eyes, raised her head from Yuan Zhi's sturdy chest, looked up at the lover in her heart, and snorted slightly shyly:

"Alas... The years are not forgiving, so I drank this little wine, and I got drunk. ”

Wine was not the main reason, and a sudden sense of frustration in her heart made her myocardial ischemia and dizzy.

"Sister Yan is talking nonsense, you are just young, you look like a fairy, we did drink a lot of wine tonight, and you couldn't stand on your feet for a while, why did you sigh so much?"

Yuan Zhi doesn't know the cause of the incident, so try to be relieved.

"Yuan Zhi, do you think my sister is beautiful? Still young? ”

Cao Feiyan put her slender hand on Yuan Zhi's chest, her eyes were faint, and she was inexhaustible and pitiful.

This is an interesting question.

Perhaps, she guessed that in the future, the ending of possible failure was like falling into the ocean.

Will the Yuan Zhi in front of her be the straw for her survival?

Ancient people matured early and generally did not live long.

The girl begins to develop at the age of eleven or twelve, and marries at the age of fifteen.

Like Cao Feiyan married into the palace at the age of seventeen, gave birth to a child at the age of eighteen, and has entered the ranks of middle-aged women this year.

It's just that she is pampered in the palace, and her appearance is well maintained, and her age has not left many traces.

"Sister Yan is very beautiful and young, and she looks similar to Lan'er."

Yuan Zhi's words are mostly true, with a little compliment.

"Look at your mouth, you will please women with sweet words, no wonder Lan'er is infatuated with you... I'm ten years older than Lan'er, how can I be about the same? ”

"And she's blessed with you every night, and I'm going to sleep alone... It is said that a woman needs a man's rain and dew to be as beautiful as a flower..."

Cao Feiyan moved his head slightly, raised his head and stretched out his eyebrows, his chin rested on his chest, a pair of slender white jade hands rested on his shoulders, and the scarlet armor still teased his neck from time to time.

Her bold whispering, her staccato staccato, was both an exclamation and an accusation.

It makes people laugh and cry.

However, it can be seen from this side that Yuan Zhi can see the pain in her heart.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Yuan Zhi, who is a human in two lives, actually understands her thoughts and pain very well, and his hands involuntarily tightened a little.

"Oh, Prince... Yuan Zhi..."

Cao Feiyan felt the passion of Yuan Zhi, she was intoxicated, her eyes became misty, and her mouth moaned.

Motochi is not a restless Yanagishita Megumi, he feels that his blood is boiling, his male characteristics are obvious, and it is difficult to control himself at all.

But after all, he is an ambitious traverser, and there is still a trace of sanity.

In the small courtyard under the moonlight, although there are shades on all sides, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at Yajuxian.

In case of spring, the current queen mother and the prince of the prison country hug each other on a mid-autumn night.

Is this worth it?!

He swallowed his saliva hard, coughed slightly dryly, calmed down, and bowed his head:

"Sister Yan, the temperature becomes lower on the autumn night, the pores of the body are open after drinking, and it is easy to get cold and cold, let's go into the palace, where you can also enjoy the moon and watch the sky."

After a pause, the beautiful woman in her arms whispered and said, "Okay! ”

At this moment, she cherishes words like gold.

After speaking, I didn't see her move the slightest.

She was addicted to it and didn't want to let it go easily.

Yuan Zhi did not hesitate, he grabbed her willow waist with one hand, wrapped around the gauze skirt with the other hand, stretched out to the crook of her legs, picked her up at the waist, and walked towards the hall.

Feeling the strength of the man's strength, the beautiful woman enjoyed it comfortably, and stretched out two jade arms to wrap around his neck.