The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 196 Duanyang Banquet (1)
However, when he heard her question, he didn't know how to answer. He played this piece of music in a moment of emotion. However, she should have never heard it before, let alone think of anything from it.

Fortunately, he can't speak, and the long pause won't make her suspicious. Mo Wen sighed in his heart, and naturally hugged Bailijing into his arms, and wrote in her hand: "You're just talking nonsense, for you, you Give it a name by the way."

Bailijing was seriously thinking about what to call her, when suddenly a firefly flew over slowly and landed in the palm of Mo Wen's hand, shining brightly.

Bai Lijing wanted to reach out her hand, but stopped. Seeing that she was interested, Mo Wen held her left hand, slowly turned the firefly in his palm over, and put it on her palm. Immediately, they were covered by the palms of the two of them, and a little green light appeared from the gap between the palms of each other.

Bailijing closed one eye, looked in through the gap, and saw that the firefly's tail was bright and dark, as if it was breathing, and every time it breathed out, it could bring light.

There are so many miraculous things in the world, a small bug can illuminate two palms, she forgets herself and said to herself: "Mo asked, did you catch many fireflies and put them in the tent when you were young? It's like putting the stars in the sky. It seems to have been moved down. However, the nuns in the palace said that fireflies would crawl into people's ears and eat people's heads, and they never allowed me to keep it overnight. At that time, I could only be with He during the day , and no fireflies can be seen during the day..."

Thinking of He, Bai Lijing's heart shrank, she put away her long thoughts, she raised her head to look at him: "Mo Wen, why don't you call the song you just played "Firefly"?"

After finishing speaking, Bailijing was suddenly stunned, and saw under the starry sky, Mo Wen looked at her with such gentle eyes, such tenderness as never before, and the deep love in it could be understood even if she was a fool.

She was embarrassed to look at him again, and the moment she lowered her head, Mo Wen grasped her hand tightly, brought her back from the ground to his arms, slowly opened her palm, and the glowing green firefly suddenly nodded. One point flew up, but it didn't fly far away, it just flew in mid-air, and then, another one, two, three... Green stars were approaching, as beautiful as a dream.

"Okay, let's call it "Firefly." He wrote in her palm.

On a summer night, Mo Wen's palms were cool, giving Bailijing a comfortable and safe temperature. He kept giving, kept giving, and never concealed his love for her. Bailijing was extremely conflicted. She wondered if she should be polite. Give him a kiss for this long persistence, or send some nice words... The idea just flashed, but she was immediately rejected by herself. Four years are just an illusion, let alone two short months?
So, she still bears it passively and avoids it carefully, looking at the fireflies in the sky and thinking about her aggressive appearance in front of Han Ye today. After they separated, she didn't become a better person, but instead became a person who was wrong for everything. Will it be possible that the people who are in love will continue to make mistakes from now on?Will she never be able to lift her head up in front of Han Ye, and everyone will let her endure her just because of her status as the first princess... This kind of future is so terrible.

The atmosphere became quiet and cautious again, and Mo Wen sighed in his heart again, the tenderness he gave was real, completely different from the original acting, but it seemed to her that it was no different.

He would never have dreamed that one day he would watch the stars and boring fireflies with a girl in such a biased courtyard, but he didn't realize how childish and ridiculous these actions were.

He let her play with his palm, let her avoid his feelings, it doesn't matter, he can grind these things slowly.Now, Mulian is married, Situ He has gone to the border, Han Ye and her have a deeper estrangement, her person is nestled in his arms, and everything seems to be on his side, but the more he cares about her, the more afraid he is. She knows who she is—

If she found out, not only would it be impossible for her to go away with him, but she would also use her sharp dagger to stab his chest mercilessly.He is sure.

If she didn't know, how could he live as Mo Wen all his life and spend his whole life with her?

he can not.

Therefore, she will kill him.

"Oh, Mo Wen, there is something I want to tell you."

Mo Wen was in a daze when he was suddenly startled by a voice next to his ear, and felt his palms sweat.He shook her hand nonchalantly and motioned her to continue.

"Tomorrow there will be a Duanyang banquet in the palace. You are not in good health and can't go. Maybe I want to spend the night in the palace. Can you do it alone?" Bai Lijing asked.

Dragon Boat Festival?

Since it was a night banquet in the palace, Han Ye and his wife would definitely attend. Although Mo Wen wanted to go, he couldn't because of these injuries, so he had no choice but to write: "Yes, don't worry. It's the same when I live at home."

If I remember correctly, the Dragon Boat Festival every year is the day when Zuo Prime Minister Mo Song is most guilty and afraid, so it is better to take this opportunity...to take advantage of it.

After all, if you want to walk out of Zuo Xiang's mansion dignifiedly, you must start with Mo Song.

The Duanyang Festival has different customs in different places. Shengjing is located in the south of the Yangtze River. Every household puts mugwort leaves and calamus on the door, drinks realgar wine, and the married daughter's family also chooses to return to Ning on this day.

According to the usual practice, every year there will be a Duanyang banquet in the Daxing Palace. This year's banquet is especially grand and indispensable because of the marriage of the two princesses.

The night has not yet come, and the family banquet in the Taiji Hall has just begun, and only the royal family and a few favored concubines are present at the banquet. Emperor Jing Yuan takes the seat, flanked by Concubine Li and Empress Situ. Seats, the concubines are in the front, and the prince and princess are behind——

Regardless of the birth date, only according to the status, the first princess Bailijing is the first, of course, Jing's concubine Mowen is not here, her next is the third prince, and the seat opposite is the hot heir to the throne, the seventh prince Bailiming Xu, Baili Mingxu's subordinates are Baililuo and Han Ye.Looking at it as a whole, all the seats are arranged according to the positions of the two empresses in the harem, which seems to draw a clear line and stand against each other.

The song and dance is being performed, and with the sound of the pipa, the dancer's soft waist is swinging in the center of the hall, smart and charming, every frown, smile and every move is extremely enchanting. Emperor Jing Yuan watched intently, with a rather contented expression, and occasionally turned his head to ask Concubine Li Gui: "What does my concubine think about this orchid?"

Concubine Li smiled and said: "I think it's good, these orchids are all good at singing and dancing, which is different from the singing and dancing in the Central Plains."

"Really?" Emperor Jing Yuan raised the corners of his lips, and his voice was a little louder than before: "I think that Hu Ji's wildness has not been eliminated, so it may not be to my liking! I remember that Concubine Li skipped it many years ago." Dance in neon clothes, that's called elegance and beauty!"

(End of this chapter)