However, she did not call him Yao, but still called him Your Highness like others.
"Wow, brother's mooncakes are different from ours. They are white and so beautiful. Tassel, please be partial! Ours are all yellow!" Zhuyunni's carefree character was highlighted again.
Emperor Zhuyao stretched out his hand and took the mooncake. The snow-white mooncake was as delicate as white jade. In the moonlight, it looked not like a mooncake, but rather like a carefully crafted handicraft.
Liusu looked at his expression nervously. This mooncake was the one she put the most thought into, and she made it secretly without telling Zhuyun Ni, just because she was afraid she wouldn't accept it and wanted the white one.
It suits him very well, he is noble and proud, his white clothes are better than snow, and he is spotless, and the moon cake has the word "Yao" engraved on it in a beautiful and exquisite font.
It's so exquisite that I can't even bear to eat it.
Emperor Zhuyao put the mooncake in the palm of his hand, looked left and right, then raised his head, looked at Liusu, and said, "Lisu, you are really embarrassing me, how can you be willing to eat it?"
Others also nodded in agreement...
"Haha, I know you are probably reluctant to eat it, so..." Liusu laughed suddenly, and then like magic, took out another mooncake from behind, "I prepared another one!"
When everyone saw it, they were happy.
I saw that the moon cake that Liusu took out was as big as a basin. On it were written in ugly fonts the five big words "Prince Lanling with a bad face". The most important thing was that Liusu would Zhu Yao Huang frowned.
A displeased look was drawn on the brow——
"Come, come, come, let's have a great feast on Mid-Autumn Festival, let's share the meal with King Lanling."
As Liusu said, he picked up the knife on the table and made a cut here and a cut there——
"After dividing up the stinky-faced Prince Lanling, only the smiling-faced Prince Lanling is left!"
Liusu didn't mean to take the noble Prince Lanling seriously at all. He made fun of him in public, divided the moon cake into many pieces, and distributed them to everyone one by one.
The expression on Emperor Zhuyao's face at this moment was something that no one had ever seen before. In short, it was indescribable in human language.
Zhuyunni laughed loudly and echoed Liusu -
"Come, come, come, eat moon cakes, eat moon cakes...you will be blessed, the stinky-faced Prince Lanling is here..."
Xue Lan, who was assigned the mooncakes, held the mooncakes assigned to Liusu and Yun Ni in his hands, neither eating nor eating them.
He quietly looked at Emperor Zhuyao's face and said that His Highness Prince Lanling, who was so high and mighty that he could shake the entire country with one finger, had never been teased like this before.
Master Tassel is so brave, but...
His Highness doesn't seem to be angry. It seems that he really loves this woman too much. Will he become lawless in the future?
Waiting aside, Nalan Xiaohu, who had changed his appearance, had a look of resentment in his lowered eyes!
Why? Why could Qin Liusu be so aloof and like a god chasing Emperor Yao, but every time she came close, she would be pushed far, far, far away? Didn't he understand that it would hurt her so much?
Liusu distributed all the mooncakes to everyone present. In the end, there were still three months of mooncakes left on the plate——
After looking at it, her expression dimmed, and she took out the mooncakes one by one and placed them on the table——
"This mooncake that looks like a little girl belongs to Qiluo, this smiling face belongs to Master Thirteen, this..." The last one is just a mooncake with no name and no expression. Liusu just placed it on Zhuye Hitomi's face.
Next to the mooncakes, nothing was said.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a little depressing. Zhuyunni lowered his head and ate his own mooncake in silence.
Liusu silently returned to Emperor Zhuyao, sat down, and lowered his head——
"Liu Su... I hope we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
"Well. I...want to sing a song, okay? Sing for everyone who is not around us." Liu Su asked Emperor Yao for advice.
"I'll play the piano."
"Um."
The moonlight fell quietly on the leaves and flowers like flowing water. A thin blue mist floated in the courtyard. The leaves and flowers seemed to have been washed in the dusk; they were also like a dream wrapped in a veil.
Although it was a full moon, there was a layer of light clouds in the sky, exuding a touch of sadness.
Emperor Zhuyao was sitting in white clothes. Under the moonlight, he looked like a god, exuding a proud and domineering air. With his fingers brushing, a long melody slowly flowed out.
Liusu stood beside him, raised her lips and sang -
When will the bright moon come? I will drink wine and ask the blue sky. I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the towers and jade buildings will be too cold up there. I will dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world.
Turning around the Zhu Pavilion, looking down at the door, the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, so why do we have to be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away.
At night when the moonlight is like water, the sound of a water piano is sometimes as slow as a flowing spring, sometimes as fast as a waterfall, sometimes as crisp as beads falling on a jade plate, sometimes as low as a whisper. It is light but slightly sweet, like dewdrops dripping on the tips of leaves;
The slightest touch, like the breeze on the lake, like the fragrance of flowers in the distance, refreshing your nose! This is a kind of clean sound, carrying the human soul to find the reincarnation that is unknown where it is lost.
This song should only exist in heaven, how can it be heard several times in the human world?
The flowing voice seems to be telling in a deep voice that the years have passed, it is difficult to look back, and the people have remained; the young black hair has turned into a lonely man with white hair in an instant, the willows are hanging green on the ground, and the poplars are flying in the sky. The feeling of heartbreak makes people feel sad.