The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 315 Lights
That's all, they don't feel sorry for Luoxia, she just came.

Jiang Yuming was in a trance when Bai Xiaoyi came in.

"Sister, what are you thinking? You're so preoccupied." Bai Xiaoyi sat on the soft couch beside her.

Jiang Yuming came back to his senses, rubbed Hu Po's little head, and said with a smile, "I'm thinking of you, do you have time to have dinner with me today?"

"When will I not have dinner with my sister?" Bai Xiaoyi laughed.

As soon as Hu Po saw Bai Xiaoyi, she hid in Jiang Yuming's arms.

Bai Xiaoyi glanced at Amber, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Today is different." Jiang Yuming leaned on the soft pillow and looked at Bai Xiaoyi with a smile.

Bai Xiaoyi was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she was a little surprised and said, "Then what sister would like to eat today, I'll make it for you."

Jiang Yuming pulled Bai Xiaoyi to sit down: "You don't need to do anything today, let's eat the pot and let the people below prepare it."

Bai Xiaoyi sat on the soft couch with a teacup in her hand, bowed her head and smiled for a long time.

Looking at it, Jiang Yuming felt more and more distressed about Bai Xiaoyi.

Since this day passed, Bai Xiaoyi came to Jiang Yuming's place more and more often, but most of the time, Jiang Yuming was lying on the soft couch and dozing off, while Bai Xiaoyi was reading at the side.

Hu Po lay on the window sill and meowed anxiously, but when she met Bai Xiaoyi's eyes, Hu Po fell silent.

Hearing Hu Po's meowing sound of being wronged, Jiang Yuming dragged Hu Po into his arms in a daze, rubbed it carelessly, and then continued to feel sleepy.

The Lantern Festival was on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and Jiang Yuming was going to attend today, but it was just like New Year's Eve, he didn't need to go so early, and he could leave earlier.

Today's dinner was as boring as ever. Jiang Yuming looked at the dishes on the table and had no appetite. It was windy outside. Jiang Yuming was more concerned about this year's sky lanterns than the cold dishes.

The dinner was coming to an end, Jiang Yuming got up and looked at the sky outside, Meng Chengye kept paying attention to Jiang Yuming's side, looking at Jiang Yuming's expectant eyes, Meng Chengye laughed out loud.

It would be the same if the dinner ended earlier and later, so Meng Chengye took the big guys to Suzaku Gate.

It was still in that position, and the bright fireworks also arrived as promised.

It's just that everyone looked at the colorful fireworks exploding in the sky, but felt a little dull.

How can you look down on mediocrity when you have seen the best?

Jiang Yuming looked at it with gusto, Wen Xian flicked the armor on her hand, turned her head to look at Jiang Yuming beside her, and chuckled softly.

After the fireworks were over, it was time to light the sky lanterns, which was what Jiang Yuming was looking forward to most.

Yang Fu handed Jiang Yuming a lantern. The sky lantern was painted with a delicate pattern of plum blossoms, and there was a poem beside it:

Thinking of morning and evening, reading of Sangyu.

Jiang Yuming didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but seeing how vigorous the writing was, it looked particularly beautiful.

Concubine Liu Gui glanced at the lamp in Jiang Yuming's hand with extreme disgust.

Last year, the words on the jade tea lamp were mentioned by the emperor, and this year is the same. Isn't the emperor anything new?
Jiang Yuming watched the lamp he let fly steadily fly higher and higher, all eyes were on the lamp that was gradually going away.

Naturally, she didn't know that Meng Chengye had been paying attention to her, and Jiang Yuming's mind was on the sky lantern.

Fireworks were banned in the previous life, and Kongming lanterns were not allowed to be released. Jiang Yuming always wanted to but couldn't. Now that he finally has such an opportunity, he naturally wants to have a good time.

What's more, last year's lights floated so low for some reason, but it doesn't look like this year's lights are flying higher and higher.

(End of this chapter)