after losing heart

Chapter 67 [076] The play has been made

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"The third one!"

"A Thousand Cities!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, with the same coldness and the same sullenness, but the difference was that they came from two directions.

Qiancheng's heart was shocked, and Su Mofeng also stopped in his tracks, and each looked at the person who called him.

"Father!"

Dressed in bright yellow, it was the current Emperor Wen, who was followed by several startled eyes.

They are all ministers of the DPRK and China.

Su Mofeng was stunned, but still forgot to put down the woman in his arms.

At this time, Qiancheng looked back from Su Mofeng's shoulder, and saw Su Mo standing on the flower path not far away, with his purple robe rustling, his black hair flying, and his black eyes quietly looking at them here.

And beside him, where is the figure of a court lady?

Qiancheng's heart finally settled down, and only then did he suddenly realize that he was lying in a man's arms in a very ambiguous posture.

And this man is her husband's brother.

And there are a whole bunch of viewers, including her own husband, and the fathers of these two men.

She hurriedly motioned softly to the man, "Third Master, let me down!"

Only then did Su Mofeng react, and slowly put the woman down.

There was nothing wrong with Qiancheng's script, but since the play had already been made, she could only pretend to be decent in front of everyone, and when she landed, she deliberately staggered a few steps in pain.

The two figures are like the wind.

One left and one right, reaching out to support her at the same time.

No need to look, she knows who it is.

The one on the left who is afraid that his hand strength will be too heavy must be Su Mofeng.

And the person on the right who wanted to crush her arm was naturally Su Mochen.

Is he angry?
Because she made him lose face in front of everyone?

She wanted to laugh, but couldn't, and felt even worse.

The man on the right grabbed her forcibly and bowed to the emperor together, "See father!"

Emperor Wen ignored him, and kept his cold eyes on Su Mofeng.

"What's going on?" Emperor Wen straightened his voice, but still couldn't hide the trembling of his voice.

Everyone thought it was the emperor suppressing his anger towards Su Mofeng, Su Mochen smiled wryly, only he knew that it was a kind of powerlessness that hated iron but not steel.

Su Mofeng looked at Qiancheng, seemed to have scruples, and didn't speak.

Emperor Wen's face was dark, and he stretched out his hand, pointing at Qiancheng, "Say it!"

Qiancheng was startled, looked at Su Mofeng, then at Su Mochen, the former looked worried, while the latter was as sinking as water.

She bent her lips and bowed to Emperor Wen, "Return to father, my son was chasing a stealing cat just now, and he didn't look at the road for a while, and bumped into the third prince, sprained his foot, and couldn't walk, so ,so……"

Sure enough, everyone grasped the point of her words, including the emperor, he narrowed his eyes slowly, "Stealing cat?"

Someone beside her turned pale, and the hand holding her arm was a little harder.

Qiancheng smiled slightly, "Yes! It's a cat. At that time, the cat ran past Erchen with something in its mouth. Erchen was curious, so he chased after him! It was Erchen who bumped into the Third Prince in a moment of recklessness. , sprained to the foot, the third prince is also for the good of the son, seeing that the son can't walk, he wants to take the son to see the imperial doctor, but there is no maid servant nearby who can help, that's why everyone saw it It's all my son's fault, if you want to punish me, please punish me, it has nothing to do with the third prince!"

As Qiancheng said, he hopped on one foot and made a gesture to kneel down.

"Forget it!" The emperor turned pale, raised his hand to stop her, looked around at the ministers, and said in a deep voice: "My son, I understand, what things I can do and what things I can't do, I still know what to do." Yes. Fourth brother, you have to take good care of your daughter-in-law, although there will be no danger in this palace, but it is not very good for a woman to walk around in the palace at night."

Everyone is a sensible person, the emperor only said a few words, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Men are fine, but they are afraid of women who take the initiative to post them.

Qiancheng was angry, but he couldn't let it go, he secretly glanced at Su Mochen, only to see him curl his lips slightly, lower his eyes and nod his head, "What Royal Father said is very true!"

Really calm down.

Leaning at Su Mofeng again, he happened to meet his gaze, which was full of apology.

To ease her mind, she smiled at him lightly.

The right arm was pinched again with great pain.

She frowned and ignored.

"Alright, the dinner party is about to start, everyone follow me to Weiyang Palace!"

The emperor lifted his dragon robe and walked in front.

"Father, Qiancheng's foot is injured, and I want someone to send her back to the mansion first." It was Su Mochen who spoke.

"Why do you need this?" The emperor turned his head and smiled slightly, "The best doctors in the world are all in the palace, and there are so many imperial doctors here, and the fourth child is still worried that he won't be able to heal your daughter-in-law's foot injury?"

After speaking, without waiting for the two to react, he ordered the maidservant next to him to help Qiancheng to the imperial hospital.

Su Mochen wanted to go with her, but was stopped by the emperor, "You don't have to go, don't worry, she will be taken care of by herself."

"Yes!" Su Mo raised his brows slightly, and lowered his eyes to hide the worry in them, "Thank you, Royal Father!"

Qiancheng has a hard time and can't tell. Although she doesn't know which two men, the emperor and Su Mochen, will sing, she knows that her play must continue.

When the maid helped her to leave, she suddenly felt a gaze coming from behind the emperor, fixed on her body, and looked up.

Cardiac arrest.

Father!

To be precise, it was Ran Qiancheng's father, General Ran, the owner of this body.

He stood among the ministers and looked at her quietly, with kindness and helplessness in his eyes.

Qiancheng's heart froze slightly, he pursed his lips and looked away, but the corners of his eyes were gloomy to see that Su Mofeng had just looked away from General Ran.

She froze for a moment and left.

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When Qiancheng came to Weiyang Palace after being smeared with bruise medicine by those imperial doctors in the Imperial Hospital, the dinner party outside Weiyang Palace had already begun.

The huge square is covered with row after row of red lanterns. Not only is the sight clear, but also there is an indescribable charm in the dark night.

On the top of the court, Emperor Wen sat high, with the empress next to him, and then the concubines of various palaces in turn, even the concubine Mei Fei, the mother concubine of the fourteenth prince Su Moyu who had been rarely seen, also came.

All the attendants in the palace stood respectfully behind their master, and Yun Kou was among them.

There are several small tables on both sides of the arena, and the tables are filled with various fruits and pastries. Ministers of civil and military affairs, princes and women of various houses sit facing each other, and the open space in the middle is specially used for performances.

The fragrance of wine, the fragrance of food, the continuous sound of silk and bamboo string music, several hot dancers are dancing, extremely enchanting.

Everyone is happy and the wine is in full swing.

It really is Changle Weiyang!

Qiancheng stood far away, not knowing where to go.

Because each small long table has only three seats, the table in the Fourth Prince's Mansion has no empty seats.

Su Mochen sat in the middle, with Xilingxue on the right and Tong Suqing on the left.

Without her.

Unable to express the feeling in his heart, he bent his lips and was about to tell the maidservant to turn around and leave, but the emperor spotted her with sharp eyes, waved at her, and then pointed to a seat, "Come on, Qiancheng, sit with the seventh princess! "

After finishing speaking, he said to the girl in goose-yellow palace attire in the banquet hall: "Xiao Qi, go and help your fourth sister-in-law! Let her sit next to you."

"Yes!" The girl smiled brightly, showing two small canine teeth. She was extremely cute. She jumped to the edge of Qiancheng, took her arm and walked away, "Sisao, my name is Su Ningshuang, Sisao called me Xiaoqi will be fine."

Everyone also heard the sound and looked over.

"Thank you Xiaoqi" Qiancheng smiled, lowered his eyebrows, limped, and saw Su Mochen looking at her from the corner of his eyes, his eyes seemed to move slightly, but he didn't seem to, after all, he turned his face away and raised his hands The wine cup took a sip.

what is this?
She helped him!
What is he doing like this?
Heartbroken, she followed Su Ningshuang to a small long table and sat down, and their seats happened to be facing the table in the Fourth Prince's Mansion. She didn't bother to look any further, so as not to be upset, her eyes were fixed on the charming dancer in the middle. Ji watched the song and dance performance.

Although she didn't look, she knew how many eyes were looking at her through the hustle and bustle.

At least, there are Su Mofeng, General Ran, and the Emperor. As for Su Mochen, she is not sure.

After the song is over, the dancers are scattered.

The emperor raised the wine cup, and each table took turns to drink.

It's the turn of the Four Princes' Mansion.

Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up, helped Xilingxue and Su Qing beside him, and held up the wine cup in his hand, "Father, sons and ministers Tong Xue'er, Su Qing, Qiancheng, respect father and emperor for a cup!"

Qiancheng smiled wryly, and finally remembered that she belonged to the Fourth Prince's Mansion.

Although he was unwilling, since his name was mentioned, he had no choice but to raise his glass and stand up.

The emperor held the wine cup and said with a smile: "Okay, okay!"

Su Mochen was not in a hurry to drink, but changed the subject, "Because the three of them are all in ailments, so the three of them are the servants of wine."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the emperor's consent, he leaned back and drank the cup in his hand, and took the drinks from Xilingxue and Suqing who were beside him one after another.

The emperor was slightly taken aback.

Everyone on the side was uproarious and joking.

"Ah, fourth brother really knows how to pity and cherish jade!"

"Yes, yes, a woman who is fourth master is happy!"

A blush rose on Xilingxue's face, Su Qing pursed her lips and smiled shyly.

There is only a taste that Qiancheng can't describe.

After Su Mo finished his drink, he left the table and walked towards her.

Qiancheng stared at him blankly.

How about a glass of wine?
No one can drink it to death!
As for acting to such an extent?

She doesn't mind whoever he likes to replace.

With a slight smile, she suddenly raised her hand, raised her neck and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. Su Mochen quickly reached out to meet her, but it was too late.

Looking at the empty cup in his hand, Su Mochen raised his eyes to Qiancheng, sharp anger flashed in his black eyes, which seemed to be mixed with some panic.

Fleeting.

Qiancheng doesn't understand.

She had never understood his eyes.

On the other side, the emperor laughed loudly, "Fourth, Qiancheng girl is concerned about you, worried about your drinking capacity, and afraid that you will get drunk!"

Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

Qiancheng ignored everyone, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and sat down.

Su Mo stared at her deeply, turned around, followed everyone's smiles, and bowed to the emperor, "My minister is indeed too strong to drink!"

The emperor smiled and said nothing, and slowly drank the wine in the cup.

Su Mo returned to his seat.

"I heard that the fourth brother has a wonderful flute sound, and the beautiful scenery is beautiful tonight. I wonder if the fourth brother can play a song for the brothers?"

It was the Sixth Prince Su Mohong who spoke.

The others applauded and cheered together.

Qiancheng looked at Su Mochen, knowing in his heart that this must be Su Mohong's incident with the relics last time, and he held a grudge in his heart, so he took the opportunity to make him look good.

She thought he would not agree, because she had never seen or heard him blow the xiao.

However, unexpectedly, Su Mo gave a deep smile and said, "Okay! Let's take care of the third brother and help everyone have a good time!"

Soon, a father-in-law went to Lefang to get a jade flute.

Su Mo took it with a deep smile, raised his long fingers, put it to his lips, and was about to play it, when he suddenly remembered something, and put it down again, "With the sound of the flute, it is inevitable to be lonely, why don't you let Su Qing dance with the flute for everyone? "

When everyone heard that there was such a good thing, they cheered everywhere.

Su Moshen lifted Su Qing considerately, sent him to the middle of the venue, then returned to his seat, held up the jade flute, and blew lightly with his thin lips. Suddenly, the faint sound of the flute hummed softly.

It really is a must!
Qiancheng looked at him with some surprise, looking at his handsome face like a god, his expression was focused, and he raised his eyes to look at the woman in the center of the field from time to time.

Su Qing was dressed in white, raised her slender hands lightly, turned her beaded sleeves, and danced slowly to the sound of the flute.

When the night wind blew, several viburnum trees on the edge of the venue swayed with the wind, and large white viburnum petals fluttered one after another, falling on the ground, the table, everyone's body and hair.

Such a good night, such a moonlight, such a sky full of falling flowers, such a flute sound, such a light dance, such a man and woman appearance...
The flute sounded in the ear, and everyone's eyes were on the elf dancing with the music in the center of the field.

It's really beautiful.

Qiancheng bent his lips, only feeling astringent and sore in his heart.

Raising her hand, a piece of Qionghua petals fell gently on the back of her hand.

She brushed it off lightly, she thought, after all, she was not as good as others.

Suddenly, there was a pain in her chest, she grunted and lowered her eyes to look down.

Suddenly, a Joan petal hit her chest.

Although it seemed to fly down at random, only she knew that someone used the flower to exert strength and gave her a blow.

Her first reaction was to look up at Su Mochen who was opposite, and saw that he turned the flute in his hand, changed his posture and continued to play, but in a flash, she clearly felt that he had just closed his purple sleeves.

Yes, that's him, is it really him?
Although she was mentally prepared, she still found it hard to believe.

Clutching her chest, resisting the surging scarletness, she looked at the man opposite without blinking.

In the afternoon, she saw unburned scraps of paper in the censer in his study, the previous content had been burned, and she could only vaguely see the remaining sentence, she can't keep it, and the signature is the mother.

She still naively thought, that "she" is not her, right?In any case, she was also kind to them.

Moreover, even if it was her, he couldn't bear to do it, right?

It seems that she is crazy.

He made a move, and in such a situation, in such a way.

Also, as shrewd and wise as him, as thoughtful as him.

There are many opportunities to attack her, but he chose tonight.

Because it is under the eyes of the emperor, right?

Only in this way, no one will investigate thoroughly, and only in this way will he have no suspicion.

Let Su Qing's dance attract everyone's attention, and he hit her while blowing the flute, no one would think it was him, right?

Really clever.

She wanted to laugh, but couldn't. Beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

Su Ningshuang at the side saw her strangeness, frowned, and asked worriedly: "Sister-in-law Si, what's wrong with you?"

Qiancheng smiled palely, "I'm fine, maybe it's because I seldom drink alcohol on weekdays, I just passed it."

After all, the little girl was shallow-minded, so she didn't take it to heart and continued to watch Su Qing's performance.

Qiancheng gritted his teeth, forced himself to hold back, and raised his eyes to look at the man opposite.

why?
Just because she discovered his secret, that's why he didn't miss the old relationship so much and wanted to kill her?
Su Mochen, can you be more ruthless?

If I can't die by force, I wonder if you have to do it again?
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(End of this chapter)