Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1330 Luoyang
Northern Wei Dynasty, Luoyang.

Wang's Bieyuan, Tangquan Palace.

Different from the Northern Wei royal palace, which was heavily guarded and lined with high walls, Tangquan Palace is located in a beautiful place [-] miles outside Luoyang City. Originally, there was only one front palace. The palace was expanded to the north, and a quiet garden was built in the north, called the harem.

Because of the natural underground hot springs, even in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the Tangquan Palace is as warm as spring. Yeluhong was very afraid of the cold when he was old. When he was alive, every November, he would come to Tangquan Palace to live for a few days. Month, here to deal with government affairs.

The front palace was specially built for the king of the Northern Wei Dynasty to handle government affairs, and the layout is the same as that of the Taiji Hall in the palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

There are many pavilions and pavilions built in the harem, including the Bathing Snow Hall, Hanyue Pavilion, Ice Drinking Room, Feifeng Pavilion, Kaijin Building, etc., countless temples, lotus ponds, stacked bridges, winding paths leading to seclusion, clean and elegant.

As Yeluhong's favorite grandson, Yeluhong would bring Yeluhua with him every year when he went to Tangquan Palace to spend the winter. Every plant, tree, first floor and pavilion here bear many of his childhood memories.

Yeluhua was wearing filial piety, standing on the top floor of Hanyue Pavilion, quietly watching the scenery outside.

"Snowing."

He stretched out his palm and caught a snowflake.

The snowflakes melted quickly, just like falling on the ground.

The ground of Tangquan Palace is warm, and no amount of snow can accumulate.

Feeling the coolness in his palm, Yeluhua turned around and looked at the woman wearing a veil sitting in the corner with her eyes closed.

"This should be the first snow this year, why don't you come and see it?"

"No."

The girl's voice is soft and beautiful, but her tone can be called cold and hard.

"Snowflake is not a good memory for the little girl."

"His Royal Highness may not know that there are not many other things in the village where the little girl was born, but there is never a lot of ice and snow that freezes people to death."

Yeluhua quietly stared at the girl who didn't even open her eyes, and sighed.

"Don't call me that," he said flatly, "I'm not the prince yet."

"Sooner or later, it will be," Meng Ge opened his eyes, and gave him a sarcastic look, "Isn't the day of my sister's death also the day of your canonization, His Royal Highness?"

The girl's voice echoed in the empty room, constantly hitting the boy's eardrums.

But Yeluhua didn't say a word, just watched her quietly, even though she had hidden her face from the day she left that woman.

But even so, Yeluhua still remembered the appearance under that veil.

It is impossible for him to forget.

"Really?" He paused, "Whether I will become the prince or not, I still like you to call me Mo Hua."

There was a creaking sound on the floor, and Meng Ge knelt in the corner, shaking violently, with five bloodstains drawn from his fingernails on the ground.

"Don't think about it."

Meng Ge raised his head and stared at him intently, before speaking every single word.

"The Mo Hua I knew is dead, just fifteen days ago, dead!"

There was unconcealable resentment in the girl's voice, and the sound of tea bowls came from outside the house. Yeluhua looked up, and it turned out that the maid who came to deliver the tea was taken aback.

"Your Majesty..."

"Nothing." Yeluhua waved his hand to the maid, "Put the tea down, let's go."

The maid put the tray outside the door, and ran downstairs in a hurry, secretly looking back at the two people who were standing and sitting in the room with a strange atmosphere while running.

Meng Ge's mouth revealed a hint of revenge.

However, to her surprise, Yeluhua just walked quietly outside the door to pick up a cup of tea, and put one in front of her in the face of such cruel words.

"exactly."

Yeluhua said quietly, "Mo Hua is indeed dead."

Just fifteen days ago, when he separated from that girl, Mo Hua in his heart was already dead.

At that moment, he was beaten back to his original form, from the carefree Mo Hua beside his stepson in the Northern Wei Dynasty to the Yeluhua in the deep palace.

He could no longer call himself by that name.

He doesn't deserve it.

……

……

"Oh, I was really scared to death."

The maid who served tea ran downstairs, slapping her chest with lingering fear and walking towards the garden.

"Xiao Lian? Has the tea been delivered to His Highness?"

An elderly court lady came towards her, and the maid named Xiao Lian hurriedly saluted her. After all, the person in front of her was a genuine official from the palace of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Aunt Luo, the tea has been delivered."

"Really?" The middle-aged female officer nodded, the next moment she hesitated, leaned in front of the little girl, and asked in a low voice.

"The two upstairs, didn't you do anything wrong?"

Xiao Lian immediately blushed, "Aunt Luo, what are you asking?"

"You girl, you clearly know how to pretend what you don't know," the middle-aged female officer sneered, "Isn't it just that kind of thing, facing His Highness's face, can you say that you haven't had any unreasonable thoughts?"

Xiao Lian's face had already turned red, she knelt down and begged for mercy, "Aunt Luo, Your Highness has never even glanced at us, how dare a servant think anything wrong."

"What's more, this servant comes from a humble background. Even if I give this servant a hundred courage, this servant will not dare to think about the future Crown Prince!"

"Huh," looking at the little maid kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, the middle-aged female officer showed a satisfied smile on her face.

"now it's right."

"The most important thing for a cheap slave is to keep his duty."

"It's a pity, but there are lowly maidservants in this world who won't die until the Yellow River. Shaw thinks about people who don't dare to think about it, and they don't know the heinous crimes they have committed."

"What I am most worried about is that you little hooves, because those women who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, move your mind that shouldn't be moved, and the world will be in chaos."

Xiao Lian's forehead lay on the cold floor tiles, trembling.

She knew that the middle-aged female officer did not speak to her.

It's just that she was unlucky today, and ran into Aunt Luo's accusations and scolding once a day.

"Okay, get up."

Out of the corner of the middle-aged female officer's eyes, she glanced at the figure of Qing Juan upstairs who turned and left, and nodded in satisfaction to the little girl on the ground.

"Please explain to me carefully what you saw when you went up."

Xiao Lian tremblingly lifted her red forehead, and said exactly what she saw on the screen upstairs.

The middle-aged female officer frowned when she heard that the two upstairs were only sitting and standing a dozen steps apart.

"Just talking and nothing else?"

Xiao Lian nodded her head like garlic, seeing the doubt in Aunt Luo's eyes, she couldn't help but say, "Auntie, why do you doubt that His Highness will be with..."

You must know that although Guanghua Lord Yeluhua is admired by countless women, Yeluhua is also very famous in Luoyang City for his unfeminine sex.

At his age, let alone concubines, there are not even many maids in the house.

Before, some people had doubted whether King Bei Xun had other hobbies.

But no matter what the truth is, even though I can't get Mr. Guanghua, as long as other women can't get it, it's not so unacceptable.

But a few days ago, the news that Mr. Guanghua proposed to a commoner woman in Soochow broke the dreams of countless women in Luoyang City.

When entering the Tangquan Palace, the rumor that Mr. Guanghua actually brought a woman with him shocked the people of the Northern Wei Dynasty even more.

But the demon girl Meng Shi has been imprisoned in Ninggu Pagoda, and Xiao Lian already knows that the woman next to Mr. Guanghua is not the commoner woman whom he loves in the legend.

Although Yeluhua barely saw anyone during the days when she lived in Tangquan Palace, and only stayed in the Hanyue Pavilion with that woman, Xiao Lian didn't understand what Aunt Luo and the others were worried about.

In her opinion, since Mr. Guanghua loves someone else, why would he have anything to do with other women when his sweetheart is in trouble?

As if seeing her doubts, Aunt Luo tapped her forehead.

"You, what a silly girl."

"It's no wonder that the Master of the State Teacher assured you to serve His Highness."

Aunt Luo approached her mysteriously, "Don't you know that the woman brought back by His Highness is the sister of that witch?"

"What do twins mean? It means that this woman looks almost exactly like that witch!"

Xiao Lian covered her mouth, could it be that...

"Now that demon girl is sure to die. Although I don't know what His Highness is looking for in her, isn't that witch's younger sister a good substitute?"

"It looks the same, the body is the same, and the voice is even better."

"In addition, this younger sister is an ordinary person through and through. If she does not violate the prohibition that women cannot practice, she is not guilty."

"If His Highness accepts her, wouldn't it be much better than that sister who is neither male nor female?"

　Ah, I am so angry when I write it, it’s okay, everyone, read on
　　
　
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