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Several gorgeous songs and dances came to an end quietly, and the dancers with heavy make-up also dragged their colorful dresses and retreated slowly. When the music stopped, the hall, which was still noisy just now, suddenly became completely silent.

Lan Jing suddenly came back to her senses, and looked sideways towards the dragon chair.I saw Lan Zheng wearing a dark golden gown with python pattern and a crown of red blond hair, walking slowly from the bottom to Lan Xuan's side with a wine cup in his hand.

"Your Majesty." He held the wine cup in both hands, looked at Lan Xuan's eyes that were as clear as water, and bowed slightly to salute, "The minister waits here to wish your Majesty great blessings and a healthy dragon body, and wish my Longxiao Kingdom good weather, Fortune of the country Hengchang!"

Seeing this, all the people in the seat immediately stood up while being aware of current affairs, holding wine glasses in both hands, bowed to Lan Xuan in unison: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Lan Xuan glanced sideways at Lan Zheng with a solemn face, and then slowly looked towards the middle of the hall, her thin and graceful lips parted slightly, and she said in a low voice to the kneeling backs below: "Everyone Qing Pingshen."

Although the voice was soft, it already possessed the majesty of an emperor.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Everyone stood up slowly at the same time, and Lan Jing also flicked his sleeves and looked forward.But who knew that this glance accidentally met Lan Zheng's playful gaze.

Lan Jing's heart trembled, and she hurriedly looked away silently, but before he was allowed to sit down again, she heard a cold question from the side of the main seat:

"Concubine Jing just got married and entered the palace, but now His Majesty's palace banquet is nowhere to be seen. Could it be that you forgot that you are already a member of the royal family?"

Lan Zheng casually placed the wine cup on the gold-painted tabletop, took two steps forward lightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lan Jing who was standing with hands down not far away, a terrifying coercion continued to spread with his steps .

"Old General Li is seriously ill, and I have sent him back to the mansion to serve him." Lan Jing had no choice but to walk back into the hall, glanced sideways at Lan Zheng, and then kowtowed loudly to Lan Xuan, "Because the matter is urgent, there is no I have time to write a letter to ask for forgiveness, Brother Huang."

But he was cursing silently in his heart, Lan Zheng, an old bastard, really wouldn't let him go easily.

Lan Zheng frowned fiercely, and was about to continue asking questions, but was suddenly interrupted by Lan Xuan's clear voice: "Filial piety is the first thing, and there are palace banquets every year. If your parents are seriously ill, you can't serve them. Before the bed, it is a pity in the world."

"The emperor's words are very true." Lan Jing didn't care about the face of the regent's face darkened in an instant, and quickly clasped her fists in both hands, bowed to Lan Xuan and said: "My brother, thank you for your understanding!"

Lan Zheng glanced at the two of them coldly, but didn't speak, just flicked his sleeves angrily, and returned to his side position.

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After drinking for three rounds, people's faces gradually became drunk.Among the crowd who were either whispering, or talking loudly, smiling and flattering, only Lan Jing drank wine one after another without knowing what to eat.

The colorful dress of the dancer in front of him whirled around, making him a little dizzy. He deliberately pretended to be overwhelmed with alcohol, and walked out of the gate alone, only to see that the night outside the hall was already falling.

There are no stars in the deep night sky, but large flakes of snowflakes fall silently, softly, like a group of elves falling into the mortal world.

Lan Jing walked down the steps with the help of the white marble railing, and her gold silk soft-soled brocade boots stepped on the thicker and thicker snow, making a creaking sound.He raised his head, looked at the snow flakes rushing towards his face from the sky with drunken eyes, and breathed out a few breaths. In the mist that quietly engulfed in the night sky, he seemed to be able to see Li Xuan holding his hand for A heartwarming scene of him warming himself up.

The festive music gradually came out from the Longxiao Palace again, but all the singing and dancing in front of him made him feel bored.At this moment, he just wants to run back to Li Xuan, whether he is crying or laughing, happy or sad, he is willing to bear it with him...

"Your Highness... Your Highness..."

A cautious call came from beside him, Ling Feng was holding his sable velvet cloak in his arms, followed by two little eunuchs from the Dragon Palace, and the three of them were looking at him with worried eyes.

"What's the matter?" Lan Jing came back to her senses, seeing that what Ling Feng was holding was the cloak he had taken off in Longxiao Hall before, she responded with some doubts.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty has an order." One of the little eunuchs walked up to him with Fuchen in his arms and said with downcast eyes respectfully, "Old General Li is seriously ill, and His Majesty should also be filial. Retire."

Hearing this, Lan Jing was startled a little unexpectedly.When he reacted, he quickly lifted up the hem of his clothes and knelt down in the icy snow.The candlelight in the Longxiao Palace was still warm and bright, as if it could shine into his heart. Brother Huang is smart, how can he not know what he thinks in his heart?He bowed deeply to the gorgeous gilt palace door, and said in a low voice with his thin lips trembling slightly: "My brother, thank you for your majesty's kindness."

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Lan Jing didn't go back to the palace, but went straight to Li's mansion all the way.On New Year's Eve, every house is brightly lit, reflecting on the deserted market, casting patches of mottled light and shadow.

The horse passed by in the street, and soon came to the majestic high-walled compound of Li Mansion.Lan Jing jumped off the horse, rushed to the gate and knocked on the gilded ghost face door knocker forcefully, but at the next moment she was suddenly startled.

In sight, the red lanterns hanging under the eaves had been removed, and the couplet pasted by the door had also been torn off. In the silent night, a faint cry was blown intermittently in the cold wind.Lan Jing's already extremely restless heart suddenly clenched tightly. He clenched his fists anxiously and slammed hard on the door.