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The imperial palace of the Great Wei Dynasty was a place of terrifying grandeur and grandeur.

He doesn't know how wide he is, and he doesn't know how long he is. In short, there are very few.

It was almost dark, and the eunuch leading the way in front of him hooked his body and led the way with an obscure lantern in front.

Su Changan felt that his posture was a little ridiculous, but his waist that could be straightened up was hunched back like a turtle, shrinking his head, as if once he stretched out his neck, a knife would suddenly fly out and cut off his head.

He found it a little bored, and began to look at the buildings in the palace again.

The halls are standing tall.

They were magnificent and magnificent, and they were more beautiful than any building Su Changan had seen before.

Because the sky is getting dark, there are rows of lanterns lit in front of the temple gate, but they are not bright, but a little strict.

A gust of autumn wind hit, Su Changan shivered inexplicably, and he suddenly felt that the palace he had always fantasized about was not as magnificent as he imagined. It's more like an evil spirit dormant in the night, trying to devour everyone here.

He suddenly understood what it was that made these eunuchs and palace maids unable to stand upright.

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt a chill in his body, and he finally withdrew his gaze, and no longer thought about it, but quietly followed the group towards their destination.

As the Taihe Palace, which hosts various celebrations of the Great Wei royal family, it is naturally a very large place.

As for how big it is, Su Changan didn't know how to describe it, but compared to the Eight Desolations Hall he had seen when he first arrived in Chang'an, I was afraid it was more than ten times larger.

The Taihe Hall is divided into the outer hall and the inner hall.

The outer hall is very large, and there are rows of desks and cushions densely and neatly placed on it, and there are some palace maids and eunuchs shuttling back and forth between them, thinking that they are the final arrangement before the start of the birthday banquet.

The inner hall is not small, but a large area in the middle is empty, and only a row of desks are sparsely placed on both sides. And directly above, there is a big chair inlaid with gold and jade, even if he has never seen it, Su Changan also knows that this must be the dragon chair often mentioned in books!

Naturally, the students sent by these students to celebrate their birthdays were not qualified to sit in the inner hall, so the eunuchs led a group of people to the side of the outer hall and arranged for them to sit down.

And Su Changan also walked to his position and was about to sit down.

"Xuan, Mu Guiyun, the son of Taiwei, Du Hongchang, the son of Wei Lingshen, and Baron Su Chang'an!

And there were two figures standing up at the same time, one was the peerless Tianjiao Mu Guiyun who had just been seen outside the Vermilion Bird Gate, and the other was Su Changan's old acquaintance, Du Hongchang.

Because they were extremely close this time, Su Changan looked at the two curiously. Mu Guiyun just didn't need to say much, he still looked proud and cold, as if there was nothing in this world that could enter his eyes. But when he heard Su Changan's name, he still turned his head to glance at it, but he lost interest in the next second and withdrew his gaze.

Su Changan didn't care about this, he looked at Du Hongchang again.

And Du Hongchang also happened to be looking at him.

The moment he came into contact with Su Chang'an's gaze, some colors in his eyes were quickly hidden by him, and then he lowered his head to avoid Su Changan's gaze.

But Su Changan still looked at him.

Du Hongchang was dressed in white and held a Qingfeng in his hand. However, there was a black cloth wrapped around his sword's arm, his face was very haggard, and his eyes were a little puffy, and it could be seen that he was not in a very good mood.

Su Changan also suddenly remembered at this time.

Du Hongchang's father is Du Wei, one of the twenty-four generals of the Great Wei Dynasty. And this Du Wei, a few days ago, died in Lanling Town.

Thinking of this, Su Changan felt a little sorry for Du Hongchang. Although there were grievances between them, although Du Hongchang said bad things about Mo Tingyu in front of many people. But his father died, and he died while he was with him.

He felt some guilt inexplicably in his heart, and he thought that maybe at that time, he could persuade Chu Xifeng to act with Du Wei, maybe Du Wei would not have to die.

With such a mentality, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something to comfort Du Hongchang.

But the eunuch on the side began to urge, "Hurry up and follow me into the inner hall, this birthday feast is about to begin." ”

Su Changan had to put away his thoughts, although he had never seen the man who had ruled Great Wei for nearly a hundred years, although he had also said that he didn't like him. But after all, he is the Holy Emperor, the Xuande Wuwei Emperor of the Great Wei.

Su Changan had a trace of awe of him from the bottom of his heart, or rather, except for a pitiful handful of people in the Great Wei world, they all had awe of the Holy Emperor.

Su Changan and the three of them followed the older eunuch to the inner hall, and he was arranged to sit down in a slightly outward position.

The seating of the inner sanctum is exquisite. From the prince and princess at the top, to the three princes and nine kings, and then to the civil and military officials. It was an accident that Su Changan was able to enter the inner hall, so it was naturally impossible to be in the front.

But he didn't care, he was already interested in such a banquet, and if he was really allowed to sit in that kind of high position, it would make him feel uncomfortable.

Because the Holy Emperor has not yet arrived, the hundred officials in the hall are still walking around each other.

Su Changan glanced at it and saw many familiar faces.

He looked closely, but found that they were vaguely divided into two groups, seemingly standing and talking casually, but in fact they were distinct.

And the center of one of the groups of people is the fifth prince Xiahou Xuan, who Su Changan is familiar with, and his senior sister Xiahou Shuyu.

In the center of the other group, there is a man in his thirty-five or sixteen years old, he is dressed in a yellow robe, he looks not unusual, there is a kind atmosphere between his eyebrows, his demeanor and speech are decent, but there is nothing outstanding about it, and the whole person looks straightforward. There was an old man standing beside him, who was a little old, and his hair was white. He was standing on one side with his eyes half-squinted at this time, although the position consciously highlighted the man, so that people could distinguish the priority of the two. But whenever the man had any questions, he would give the old man an inquiring look. It can be seen that this man is quite dependent on this old man.

Su Changan still recognized at a glance that the man was the current Prince of Great Wei. As for the reason, it is very simple, in this Taihe Palace, in addition to the Holy Emperor, the only one who dares to wear such a golden robe, is the prince.

He wanted to go up and say hello to his senior sister, but seeing that they had been busy dealing with each other, he put away his thoughts.

He searched the crowd again, but found a figure.

It's Gu Xianjun. As a representative of the ancient family of the Northland, she will naturally be invited to this banquet.

At this time, she was sitting diagonally opposite Su Changan, holding a bottle of wine glass in her hand with her head down, drinking and pouring herself, looking a little troubled, but she didn't know why she was worried.

"Envy. Su Changan shouted in a low voice, after all, it was in the Taihe Palace, and Su Changan instinctively felt that it was not good to be too presumptuous.

But Gu Xianjun didn't seem to be here, and he didn't realize Su Changan's shout. Su Changan was thinking about raising his voice and calling her again, but he heard the eunuch's shrill duck voice sound.

"Long Xiangjun has arrived!"

The hall was quiet for a while, and a handsome but feminine man with a folding fan slowly walked in with a woman in her thirties.

Su Changan saw it clearly, it was the master of the Peony Pavilion, Long Xiangjun and Ruyan.

Long Xiangjun walked without hurry, with a warm smile on his face. It can be seen that even in a place like the Great Wei Palace, he is on the ground, without the slightest crampedness of ordinary people.

And the woman beside him. But it's not easy.

She was wearing a red water-sleeved dress, and the makeup and hair on her face were obviously well-groomed. But after all, she is a little old, and even if she wears the best rouge in Chang'an City, she can't hide the fishtail that has protruded from the corner of her eye.

And the look on her face was even more unbearable.

She was nervous. Her brows furrowed, and although she tried her best to pretend to be steady when she walked, anyone with a slight look could see that her steps were fast and slow, and her breathing was extremely irregular.

In the end, she is just a woman in a green building.

In terms of status, even a random eunuch in this palace who brushes the toilet and washes the urinal is more than several times higher than her.

But she came anyway. Just to see the person she had been waiting for for ten years. For a woman in a green house, this requires great courage. But her heart began to become uneasy, not only because of this majestic Great Wei Palace, but also because she didn't know if the person she was waiting for was still the same as ten years ago.

In the red dust of distraction, all the filth will be pushed away.

He smiled at her like the boy he had done ten years ago.

To do this, she had to touch her chest, where there was a hidden book, which was given to her by a boy. It took her a day to read it, and she thought it was a really good story. It was as if the story had been written for her, and when she thought of it, she felt a little courage in her heart again, and her steps were much lighter.

Since I am Jade, then he will definitely be like Nanyuan.

Qing does not live up to you, and you do not live up to you.

This story should have such an ending.

She thought to herself.