Juntian University Chronicle

Bai Ying felt better after listening to the conversation between the two.He admired Yuxuan since he was a child, although this mausoleum is beautiful, but his body is weak, but after drinking a few cups, he passed out from drunk, how can he be qualified for the honor of queen?In order to match up with His Majesty, how much thought and sweat did he put in to become the model of Kun Xing from a noble family that everyone praises now?Only he can take the position of queen.

Ling Guang was already in a daze of drunkenness, Yuxie carried him back to Qifeng Palace, and put him gently on the bed, but he tugged at Yuxie's sleeve and murmured: "Don't... don't go. "

Yuxuan's heart moved, she shook his hand and said softly, "The lonely king will not leave."

So she sat on the edge of his bed and tucked his forehead hair, which was a little sweaty from the smell of alcohol, behind his ears.His whole cheeks were flushed, his eyes were wet looking at Yuxuan, his mouth was slightly open, his body was so soft that people couldn't help but love and pity him.

Yuxuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to drink so lightly. If I knew it, I wouldn't allow others to toast you."

Ling Guang stared at him blankly for a while, and suddenly tears flowed down his cheeks: "Gongsun Qian..." He just felt very sad: "Why haven't you come to me for so long, Are you going to marry someone else?"

Yuxuan couldn't help raising her eyebrows, this Gongsun Qian, why is his ghost always lingering, it is obvious that he and Ling Guang are getting along, the atmosphere is just right, but he just came out to destroy it.

"The lonely king is not Gongsun Qian." Yuxuan's voice sank.

"Oh," Ling Guang sighed a little: "Yes, why is Gongsun Qian still looking for me now?"

"Still thinking about what he is doing?" Yuxuan was displeased: "What can he give you? He is just a child of a family that has fallen into ruin, but the lonely king can promise you the queen's position."

Ling Guang was already drunk and confused, Yu Xuan's words could not be heard at all, he just repeated Gongsun Qian's name over and over in his mouth, and made a fuss for a while, still refusing to rest.

Yuxuan shook her head, got up and pressed the back of his neck, Ling Guang felt dizzy, closed his eyes, and breathed evenly.

Yuxuan leaned down, but saw Ling Guang's face was serene under the lamp, because she was drunk, her breath was filled with a faint fragrance of wine.Yuxuan pressed a kiss on his lips lightly, then called the servant to come in to serve him, she stood there for a while before leaving.

Ziyun wiped Ling Guang's face with a warm towel. He had seen the whole scene just now. In his heart, Yuxiu had always been a hero who crossed the battlefield and bent his bow to embrace the moon, but he never thought that facing Ling Guang, He also has such a gentle side.

Is this a blessing or a curse to Ling Guang, or to himself?

Lingguang woke up at the middle of the night. Although the good wine from Xisu was very strong, it was all made of high-quality materials, so it didn't feel too uncomfortable.It's just that after being drunk, he was lazy, and he sat with his quilt for a while, and saw the crescent moon outside the house like a hook, and there were hidden petals falling quietly.

He put on his clothes and got out of bed, opened the door, and saw a beautiful lantern hanging on the almond tree in the garden.

Today is the Shangsi Festival, Ling Guang thought to himself, spring will soon be over.

During the Shangsi festival, everyone would go out in spring shirts, and the young Gan Xing Kun would meet his sweetheart generously. Even in the palace, through the palace wall at this moment, the noise of joy and noise from other palaces could be heard.

"Last year in Shangsi, the lights of the flower market were like daytime. On the willows on the moon, people made an appointment after dusk. This year in Shangsi, the moon and lights are still the same. I don't see people from last year, and my spring clothes are soaked with tears!" Ling Guang supported the trunk, suddenly recalling the past These few poems of the dynasty poet.The poet also missed his old friend on a spring night, how similar to his mood now.

"Princess, in the middle of the night, why did you run into the courtyard alone? Be careful of catching a cold." Ziyun was thirsty at night, but when she woke up, she found that there was no one on the Lingguang bed. Ling Guang was only wearing his middle coat, looking up at the lamp in the courtyard.

"Eh? This lamp wasn't the prize shot by His Majesty King Xisu at the market last year, how could it hang here?" Ziyun wondered.

When Ling Guang was asked such a question by Ziyun, he remembered that he had already met Yuxuan when he was in Shangsi last year.He was only focused on seeing Gongsun Qian that day, how could he have thought that there would be any intersection with this person who met by chance?How could he have thought that so many things would happen afterwards; let alone that he would have come to this place thousands of miles away from home!

The world is impermanent and unpredictable, but I don't know what Gongsun Qian is doing at this time?

It was mid-spring, and the night in Juntian City was warm and pleasant.

Gongsun Qian set up a small square table in the backyard of his house, put a few pieces of Xifuzhai snacks, warmed a pot of pear blossom wine, and drank alone against the moon.

He had already drank most of the pot, looking at the plate of snacks, he only whispered: "Guang'er, your favorite food is Xifuzhai's Gorgon fruit cake, I wonder if you can get used to it?"

After finishing speaking, he drank another cup to the moon, and said mockingly: "I can only drink with the moon, I just hope that Guang'er, you will be healthy and everything will go well, don't worry too much. "

Gongsun Jin is getting old and sleeps lightly at night. When he got up at night, seeing his grandson still sitting alone in the courtyard, he couldn't help sighing, walked over and said, "Qian'er, why aren't you asleep?"

"Grandfather," Gongsun Qian got up and said, "Today is the Shangsi Festival, and my grandson is in a good mood, so I want to drink more."

"Qian'er, do you still want to hide your concerns from your grandfather?" Gongsun Jin shook his head: "Are you thinking about Guang'er again?"

Gongsun Qian smiled wryly and shook his head: "It's just seeing the moon and thinking about people, and thinking about the situation last year."

At that time, the two had just returned to Beijing from the bottom of the valley, they were tender and affectionate, and got along very well.Gongsun Jin wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but he didn't know how to speak for a while.

What do you say?Persuade him to think about it, or persuade him to persevere?It seems that these two choices are considered right now, whichever one my grandson chooses is an act of punishment.

The moonlight is like water, and the garden is full of brilliance.Gongsun Jin suddenly remembered that many, many years ago, it was also such a moonlit night. He also drank and chatted with his beloved under the moon.The scene of the past suddenly emerged in my heart, as far away as a mirage.

At that time, they fought each other for a long time because of family disharmony, but fortunately, their lovers were finally able to accompany each other hand in hand.Reminiscing about the past, Gongsun Qian showed a little smile on his old face.He walked up to Gongsun Qian and sat down, poured himself a glass of wine, and said, "Come, grandpa will accompany you."

Hearing this, Gongsun Qian looked at him with surprise and puzzlement in his eyes, and persuaded him: "You are old, how can you stay up late?"

Gongsun Jin shook his head with a smile, and raised his glass to the moon: "How can you live up to such a gentle breeze and bright spring moon?"

After finishing speaking, he touched Gongsun Qian's cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Gongsun Qian was infected by his interest, and his worries dropped sharply. The grandparents and grandson drank together until it was dawn before returning to their room.

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