Everyone is attacking me

Emperor Yuanqing was in a subtle mood, and this subtle mood didn't dissipate until they went to Chengbi Hall together. If it were normal, he might start to say a few words, but right now he has no such thoughts at all.

Both Su Wang and Shao Yan are not talkative people. If he doesn't speak, they will also be silent.

But the voice didn't stop.

[Didn't Liang Ping'an say that King Su was in unrequited love?It doesn't look like it, obviously Lang has a concubine, no, Lang is interested. 】

[The atmosphere is so weird, alas, I should have walked away silently just now. 】

[Forget it, it's none of my business, why don't you think about the show for a while. 】

……

[Why did Yuan Yuan look at me like that just now?Didn't my clothes match tonight?Alas, I shouldn’t have listened to it, I should have worn that goose egg blue dress…]

Emperor Yuanqing glanced at King Su beside him. He was wearing a black embroidered dark-pattern uniform. Because he often rode a horse, he had narrow sleeves and a waist, making him taller, with broad shoulders and a straight back.

Goose egg green is a color popularized by Xu Xian. Today, when you go shopping on Chang'an Street, eight out of ten men wear goose egg green.

However, he felt that the emperor's uncle would look better in dark colors such as black crow green, and the goose egg green was too plain, so it didn't suit him.

The one on him is not bad, it complements his appearance and makes him stand out.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been lured into a trance before.

Realizing what he was thinking, Emperor Yuan Qing was terrified, and immediately pulled his thoughts back.

At this time, King Su's heart sounded again: [Ah, the last time I walked with Yuan Yuan under the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival was three years ago. 】

Emperor Yuan and Qing's chaotic thoughts stopped immediately, and he was slightly taken aback. Indeed, the last time he and his uncle enjoyed the Mid-Autumn Festival was three years ago, not only three years ago, but also the only time in the eight years since his uncle went to the border. , For the remaining seven years, either I couldn’t make it back, or I came and went in a hurry when I came back, and I couldn’t stay at night.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but also sighed in his heart, that's all, that's all.

Chengbi Hall was built on the island in the middle of the lake, surrounded by water on all sides. In the past, a covered bridge directly leading to the island was built with great effort, and the group went to the island along the covered bridge lights.

Chengbi Hall is said to be a hall, but it is actually a two-storey pavilion, but it is much wider than ordinary pavilions. The first floor has no characteristics, and it is mainly on the second floor. When you climb up, it is a spacious platform with open surroundings, where you can enjoy the entire collection. The beauty of Fangyuan.

Several people of Emperor Yuan and Qing entered the courtyard, but they saw the silence inside, and there was no one in the palace. If it wasn't for the bright lights, they might think that there was no one inside.

Just as he was hesitating, just as he walked downstairs, he suddenly heard a burst of cheers: "Chrome soft four! Ooooh!!"

At the same time, accompanied by the intense sound of bells and drums, as well as the sound of whistling, white and pink petals fell from the sky. Looking away from the sound, I saw the queen standing on the railing, each of them happily clapping their hands. Xia Chan and Princess Changle grabbed the shower in the basket and sprinkled it happily, and finally just turned it over and dumped it.

Of the four people downstairs, except for Liang Zhong who followed behind and dodged away, the three of Emperor Yuan and Qing were drenched head-on by the petals.

"Welcome welcome! Warm welcome!"

The queen leaned out and said with a smile: "Thank you for coming to our gala, and Prince Su, I promise, tonight will be an unforgettable night for you."

Emperor Yuan Qing paused slightly for his hand patting the petals, and there seemed to be something wrong with what he said.

Just as he was thinking, the voice of the emperor's uncle came from beside him, in a strange tone: [Unforgettable, yes, one night, um. 】

Emperor Yuan and Qing: ...

See, he's not right.

Also, let’s forget about this sentence, eh what eh?What's so good about it? !

Emperor Yuan Qing, who pretended not to hear anything, kept silent and went up to the second floor.

When I got to the second floor, I saw not only the Empress Liang Cairen, but also the Empress Dowager, and even the noble concubine. Except for the Taifu and King An, everyone was present this time.

The queen mother was holding the drumstick, beating the drum rhythmically, and saw him waving the drumstick in his hand excitedly: "The emperor is coming soon, I will wait for you."

The imperial concubine knocked on a row of chime bells with a cold face, and when he saw him, she just nodded and continued the melody in her hands. It was obvious that the intense and high-pitched music just now came from the two of them.

Emperor Yuan and Qing: ...

Forget it, just let them be happy.

On the south side of the platform, there are three square tables put together. Behind the table is a row of chairs. A stage about three feet high has been built on the opposite side. A banner is hung on the stage: Mid-Autumn Festival More concentrated, everyone in Xiaojia is happy, the following line of small characters: Dawei's first Mid-Autumn Festival Gala.

Song Jie and Xia Chan were standing on the stage, each holding a small gourd in his hand.

"Cough cough, cough cough." Song Jie coughed into the gourd.

Xia Chan rolled his eyes at him: "Okay, it's not a real microphone."

Song Jie also rolled his eyes: "It's the first time I've seen a gourd as a microphone, and I don't feel it at all!"

Xia Chan smiled darkly: "So the cucumber has a feeling, right?" As she spoke, she looked him up and down, with meaningful eyes.

Song Jie choked, thinking that he didn't care about women, and picked up the gourd: "Ahem, please sit down, gentlemen in the audience, those who are standing and talking over there, yes, they are talking about you, His Majesty the Emperor, the Empress, and the princes. Princess, can we sit down and talk?"

The few people who were exchanging greetings smiled and sat down one by one.

The queen gave up her seat to King Su, and even sat on the side of Princess Changle, and said with a smile: "Let me be myself tonight, don't worry, Your Majesty, I have already arranged everything, and no one will disturb us. Just be yourself tonight, there is no identity constraint, and your Majesty doesn't need to be restrained, just relax and have fun together."

[The baby should have been playing around for a long time. 】

Infected by the atmosphere, Emperor Yuanqing smiled slightly: "Since you invited me——invited me, I will come as you wish."

It's true that he hasn't played around like this for a long time. In the past, the festival palace will be lively, but as long as he sits on top, no one dares to really make trouble. It's the first time that everyone sits side by side without caring about their status.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a burst of intense drumming, and the last heavy beating almost made the floor tremble. I saw the Queen Mother waving the drumstick in her hand, smiling happily: "The emperor is right to think so, come on, Let's get up together!"

【Hahahaha, happy, hahahaha, playing drums like this is really fun...】

……

"Cough." The Empress coughed, and leaned over to explain softly, "Well, the Empress Dowager drank some wine..."

[It's not just a little, it's a bottle. 】

Emperor Yuanqing raised his forehead: "Come on, let's be happy with your mother." After a pause, he said with emotion, "I have never seen my mother so happy."

In the past, no matter how happy the queen mother was, she never completely let go like this, which made him feel a little uncomfortable for a while, saying that the palace is a place to eat people, and people who enter here, even if they live, they don't live like themselves. Now it seems that it is true that even the queen mother cannot be unrestrained and carefree.

So it was because of this that my mother wanted to leave at the beginning, because she was afraid that she would become not like herself.

But what to do, for him, this man-eating place is his only home. He grew up here since he was a child, and he will close his eyes here in the future.

Just as he was feeling lost, a hand suddenly appeared in front of him, holding half an orange in his hand.

"His Majesty."

It was King Su, who was looking at him, and seemed a little puzzled when he saw that he didn't answer.

[Yi Yuanyuan's temperament, I'm afraid I'm bored and thinking too much, alas. 】

Emperor Yuan Qing's eyelashes trembled, and he took the half of the orange: "Thank you, Uncle Emperor." Looking at Liang Zhong, who was pulled away by Liang Ping'an, who was affectionate with his father and son, he said with a smile, "Uncle Pope is thinking about coming to serve me. I'll do it myself."

[Laugh, just laugh. 】

King Su breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay."

Emperor Yuan and Qing twirled a piece of orange and put it in his mouth, the sweet taste filled his lips and teeth immediately, as if he wanted to reach his heart all the way, and the melancholy was washed away by the sweet taste.

King Su watched him swallow from the corner of his eye, before picking up the other half of the orange.

[Yuan Yuan and I are half of each other. 】laugh.

Emperor Yuanqing's expression remained unchanged, and a smile appeared unconsciously in his eyes.

"Ahem, that..." On the stage, Song Jie picked up the gourd microphone, "Respected leaders and guests, please look here, audience friends, good evening everyone!"

Xia Chan continued: "It's the season of fragrant osmanthus again, and it's autumn when the sky is high and the clouds are clear. The so-called bright moon is born on the sea, and the sky is at this time. Today, another Mid-Autumn Festival is coming. We have never been so special like tonight." Caring for the moon in the sky. People have dreams of reunion under the moon, and people have dinner and enjoy the scenery under the moon..."

Liang Pingan couldn't help complaining: "Can't we change the opening line?"

[I feel like I’ve heard it [-] times. 】

"It's good enough that the two of them can write such words." Liang Cairen hit the nail on the head.

"Ok."

After the meaningless but necessary prologue, the first show started, and Xia Chan volunteered to be the first to go on.

Shao Yan was puzzled: "The programs are not in order?"

Song Jie, who came down to eat, waved his hand: "What order do you want to arrange, just these few people, just watch them come in turn, Furui Ribbon."

Shao Yan: ...

Xia Chan stepped onto the stage and announced to herself: "Well, uh, I'll bring you a song, an ancient style song."

After speaking, he glanced at the side of the stage. Liang Cairen sat there at some point, picked up the pipa, received her signal, moved his wrist, and the music sounded.

"Qingshi Road, Qingshi Bridge, the scholar is humming a Jiangnan tune..."

Xia Chan's voice is pretty good now, accompanied by melodious tunes, it's quite pleasant to sing.

Emperor Yuan Qing couldn't help but nodded after hearing the first two sentences.

"It is said that when I was young, I was carefree and happy."

Hearing this sentence, Emperor Yuanqing's heart moved slightly, and he subconsciously looked at King Su. When King Su realized that he was going to turn his head, he didn't know why, so he immediately took it back. The speed was so fast that he was stunned for a moment. .

King Su didn't think much about it, he just remembered all kinds of things when he was young.

The tune was repeated for the second time, and the libretto was changed.

"It's just that when I was young, I didn't realize the depth of love but only felt annoyed. I didn't know the kind of love, but I asked where love came from."

King Su was stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

[I was like this to Yuan Yuan in the past. 】

Emperor Yuanqing frowned, sighed inwardly, but didn't look at him again.

After singing a song, Song Jie broke the stage: "On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you sing the tragedy too much, think we can't understand the lyrics or something?"

Xia Chan showed the embarrassment of being exposed, and glared at Song Jie: "I remember this one of the complete Gufeng songs." He hesitated, "There are also happy ones, the same song has another song." Glancing at Song Jie, he gritted his teeth, "I'm sure I'm overjoyed!"

As it turned out, it was indeed a great joy, because it was a wedding song.

"If the case is raised together, the hand that holds the child will never change."

"I wish in this life to walk with my son forever."

Not long after the libretto began, Su Wang's heartfelt flashed across the screen. Emperor Yuan Qing endured it, and really couldn't help but glance at him, who knew that it was a coincidence that he happened to meet his gaze.

[Furong Tent Nuan is the most enviable... If you can warm up with Yuan Yuan Furong Tent Nuan, you will die without regret. 】

Emperor Yuan and Qing: ...

Isn't it too much for the emperor's uncle to die without regret?

The author has something to say: the first of the two songs is called Lanzhi Lingyin, and the latter one is to celebrate the wedding. The two songs are the same, and the original song is a Japanese song.