Song Ci was about to stand up, but was gently pulled back by Princess Chaoyang: "Master Song, let's leave him alone for now. The people in the Imperial City Department are all hard-nosed. We still have to fight psychological warfare to make him feel panic in his heart."
, only then can the flaws be revealed.”
Looking at Song Ci, her eyes suddenly became confused, "Come, let's drink. Think about it, the first time we met more than ten years ago was also on this Mid-Autumn Festival, right?"
Princess Chaoyang murmured and unconsciously fell towards Song Ci.
"Princess, you drank too much." Song Ci wanted to avoid it, but was afraid that the woman in his arms would fall and get hurt. He could only hold himself up and let Princess Chaoyang's head rest on his shoulder.
"At that time, you were only seven or eight years old, and you went with your father to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival held by the royal family. You little fool, you actually got lost in the palace." Princess Chaoyang giggled and raised the wine quilt.
Wen Runcheng's blushing face, and the naive look in her eyes made Song Ci almost afraid to look directly at her.
He was about to turn his head to restrain the heat in his body, but his chin was gently lifted by Princess Chaoyang: "When you were spinning around the Peony Pavilion like a headless fly, I kept staring at you.
I want to see when you will cry."
Song Ci felt her breathing quicken, so she gently broke away Princess Chaoyang's hand, moved her body a few steps back, and took advantage of the situation to place the princess on the chair.
The princess chuckled a few times and fell asleep on the table.
Song Ci looked at that peaceful face, and his mind couldn't help but go back to more than ten years ago.
That was the first time he met the princess. He was looking for his father in the imperial garden. His eyes were full of tears, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to cry.
Then, he heard a soft voice: "Where did this wild boy come from? Is he lost?"
He looked up and saw her sitting on the swing smiling like a flower.
Her light blue clothes were like a calm lake, which calmed Song Ci's originally anxious heart.
She got off the swing, stretched out her fleshy little hand, then took out a gold brocade handkerchief embroidered with a phoenix, and raised it high: "Shouldn't you be so anxious that you cry? You cry, you
If you cry, I will give you this brocade handkerchief to wipe your tears."
Her eyes looked at him quietly, full of expectation, but that expectation was more like waiting for an injured puppy to wag its tail and beg for mercy.
Naturally, he would not beg for mercy from her, although he was already giving in to her in his heart.
He ran wildly, tears shaking as his body trembled violently.
He heard her shouting anxiously from behind: "Don't rush in, don't rush in."
With a splash, he fell into the lotus pond.
He could swim, but for some reason, his legs seemed unable to move, and he could only scream for help desperately.
With another splash, she jumped down, like a beautiful mermaid, swam to his side and dragged him up.
"Master Song, drink, come drink." Princess Chaoyang moved her hand, still raising the glass.
"Master Song, I helped the princess go back to the house to rest." Xiao Hong walked in, "In the three years since the princess came here, she was unwilling to go out to meet people during the Mid-Autumn Festival. This year she is willing to play lantern festival with us and with you
She should be extremely happy if we drink together."
Without that thing, I would be extremely happy.
Song Ci thought, staring at Princess Chaoyang's graceful back, feeling a ray of sourness in her heart.
After not seeing each other for many years, there was something in the eyes of this woman whom he had wholeheartedly said he wanted to marry that he did not dare to face head-on.
Outside the window, a bright moon is rising slowly.
This is the bright moon after the rain. It seems to have been washed and looks particularly bright.
But, how many people in Nanyang County are still in the mood to come out and see this full moon?
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Qin Shaobai almost flew home.
The courtyard door is still open, and the two lanterns hanging in the courtyard are still lit.
"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown."
"Well, this is Li Bai's. Let's talk about another sentence. The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? This sentence was written by Wang Anshi, the prime minister of our Song Dynasty. At that time, the country was rich and the people were strong.
Even the scenery is the most beautiful.”
"Sister Xiaolan, what does a prime minister mean?"
"The prime minister is the highest official under the emperor."
"I also want to be prime minister."
"Haha, no girl can be the prime minister. But you can be the queen, like Wu Zetian, the empress of the Tang Dynasty."
"Okay, I will be the queen, and my name will be Qin Zetian."
"Okay, I will ask Her Majesty the Queen to change her clothes and go to bed now."
Qin Shaobai stood under the window. He listened to the soft whispers of the two women and felt that all the upset he had just felt completely disappeared.
"Sister Xiaolan, can you not go to bed so early? Daddy hasn't come back yet. Didn't you say that when daddy comes back, the four of us will eat your special big mooncakes together?"
"Your daddy, he may have something to do. It's so late now. Little Wangui, it's time to go to bed."
Qin Shaobai wanted to push the door open immediately, eat moon cakes with Xiaowan in his arms, and look at the moon hanging in the sky. Knowing that it was getting late, he quietly waited for Xiaolan to send Xiaowan to the hospital.
Go to sleep in the room.
"Brother Qin." After Xiaolan coaxed Xiaowan to sleep, she found Qin Shaobai standing in the lobby and couldn't help but shout.
"Xiaolan, I heard the conversation between you and Xiaowan. Thank you very much. This family is so harmonious and beautiful because of you."
"Brother Qin, what are you talking about?" Xiaolan's face was slightly red, looking particularly soft under the light. "The master rewarded me to Brother Qin, so I have the responsibility to help you take care of your home."
Qin Shaobai wanted to say something else, but saw Xiaolan's face condensed, and then asked worriedly: "Brother Qin, I just heard from the policeman that something happened in Yuanlou?"
"Yes, originally I planned to catch that person, but the sound of the flute came from nowhere and made the people have headaches. Fortunately, nothing happened."
"The sound of the flute?" A suspicious look appeared on Xiaolan's face. In just a moment, it returned to normal: "It's a good thing that Xiaowan and I didn't go there, otherwise we would have suffered from this headache."
"Yes, but strangely enough, my head doesn't hurt." Qin Shaobai touched his head, "Maybe I listen to too much music, and the sound of the flute has no effect on me."
Xiaolan's hand holding the teapot shook slightly. She raised her eyes and looked at Qin Shaobai. Then she lowered her head and continued to pour tea for Qin Shaobai: "Xiaowan and I made a big moon cake together. I
Cut a piece for you."
At this time, the bright moon had completely broken through the confinement of dark clouds, and the entire sky lit up.
The breeze blows slowly, the moon is bright and people are round.
These two words suddenly popped into Qin Shaobai's mind.
He took the tea from Xiaolan and put a small piece of cut mooncake on the plate into his mouth. The sweet and fragrant feeling made his heart as clear as the bright moon in front of the window.