Emperor's Grace

Hearing the faint sound of firecrackers outside, Zhu Yunjing, who was nestled in the soft couch, put down the book in her hand, frowned uncomfortably, and called someone in: "Why is it so noisy?"

"Master, today is the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month." The servant looked happy, and thanks to the owner of the house, Lord Hou came to the village more often recently, and often gave them rewards. Early this morning Everyone got two taels of money for the festival, so they were very happy.

Zhu Yunjing was slightly stunned, he had been in this village for a long time, he didn't care about world affairs, he had long forgotten what year it was, if the servant hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival was so soon.

In previous years... On this day in previous years, he would burn incense to worship the moon and ancestors with the emperor. In the evening, the palace would also give banquets to the officials, and he would not stop for a whole day.Now that he was living in this world, it was rare for him to be quiet, but he also seemed to be forgotten by this world.

Seeing that Zhu Yunjing seemed hesitant, the servant asked tentatively: "Master, the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden has bloomed just right these two days, and it smells strange, do you want to go and have a look?"

Zhu Yunjing's face was indifferent: "No, you can step back."

Because of lack of appetite, Zhu Yunjing didn't use much for the dinner, and even the mooncakes on the table were untouched, and she was still leaning on the couch in the dark, holding a book in her hand, only occasionally turning a page absent-mindedly. .

He Huailing arrived after the time of Xu, wearing the stars and wearing the moon, Zhu Yunjing was stunned for a moment when he saw the person, and then said calmly: "Why is Lord Hou here?"

He Huailing smiled slightly: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, I'm afraid you'll be bored by yourself, so I'll come to accompany you."

But Zhu Yunjing didn't appreciate it: "Mid-Autumn Festival, isn't Hou Ye afraid of suspicion if he doesn't stay in the mansion to accompany his family?"

"It doesn't matter. After the palace banquet, I went back to the mansion first to watch the moon with my family. I came here after they had a rest." He Huailing explained in a low voice.

Zhu Yunjing said "hmm": "The palace banquet...is it very lively?"

"It should be about the same as in previous years. This is my first time participating," He Huailing wrote lightly, "Actually, the meals at the palace banquet were not tasty, and they were cold when they were served on the table. I still have to listen to His Majesty's oracle and exchange polite greetings with others." , I can’t live without eating.”

Seeing Zhu Yunjing's expression was cold, he went on to say: "Your Majesty's health has improved a lot, and the court has recovered in the past few days. I also saw His Highness Fifth. Seeing what His Majesty means, he should be allowed to enter the palace as well." It's time for court."

Originally, when the crown prince was abolished, the whole court thought it was the turn of the second prince, but the emperor was unpredictable. Not only did Emperor Zhaoyang not intend to establish another prince, but he also pushed another son-in-law who was almost invisible before. Surprised that Zhu Yunjing was down, and Zhu Yunxuan was there, and the emperor didn't mean to anger Zhu Yunxuan for abolishing the prince and Xie's family, but planned to promote him. Who can say that Zhu Yunxun is stable? up.As for Emperor Zhaoyang's other sons, the third son was born of a low-status court lady, and he was dull and clumsy, the fourth son was disabled, and the rest were all young, so let's not mention it.

Zhu Yunjing sneered coldly: "Isn't Zhu Yunxun going to die of anger?"

"How can everything be as he wants."

"Ah Xuan, is he alright?"

"Don't worry, His Highness Fifth is very smart, and he has a certain degree of advance and retreat in dealing with people. I'll see that he will adapt."

Zhu Yunjing didn't ask any more questions, and changed the topic: "Can you still leave the city at this point?"

"There will be a lantern festival in the city tonight, and the city gate will remain open all night." He Huailing explained, "I heard people say that you haven't left your room all day, have you? But the child in your belly has made trouble with you again?"

"Just too lazy to move."

"You're getting heavier, the doctor said you need to move around more...Okay, okay, I won't talk about it." Seeing Zhu Yunjing's face darkened, He Huailing quickly changed his words, not wanting to offend Zhu Yunjing even if he didn't want to have a big festival .

His gaze moved down and landed on Zhu Yunjing's already quite spectacular belly, which has grown a circle visible to the naked eye this month, and fortunately he was not in the palace, otherwise it would not be easy to cover it up.

Sensing his gaze, Zhu Yunjing raised her hand and covered her abdomen with her wide sleeves, not wanting He Huailing to see her, rather deceiving her.

He Huailing laughed lowly: "For the sake of me going out of the city to see His Highness at this point, can Your Highness give me a face to accompany me to the garden to watch the moon?"

His words were sincere, and his eyes were even hotter, looking at Zhu Yunjing.

Zhu Yunjing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked away: "I'm going to take a break."

"Your Highness..."

After a moment of silence, Zhu Yunjing snorted softly and sat up: "If you ask me to drink, I'll go."

He Huailing responded with a smile: "I can only have one drink."

The garden is filled with the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. Clusters of flowers covered with branches are swaying with the wind in the night. The servant walks in front with a lantern. The faint candlelight against the bright moonlight shrouds the sky. On those who walk side by side behind.

Such tranquility made Zhu Yunjing dazed for a moment. He staggered on the soft fallen leaves and was supported by He Huailing beside him. He Huailing reminded him in a warm voice: "Be careful."

Before Zhu Yunjing could react, He Huailing took his hand. He Huailing's palm was very wide, and there were calluses left by holding swords all year round in the palm.Zhu Yunjing was held tightly by his hand, feeling awkward but with an indescribable feeling in his heart, he struggled twice and couldn't get rid of it, so he let him go.

He Huailing led Zhu Yunjing all the way into the most scenic part of the garden. He had ordered someone to prepare drinks and snacks there, and then asked someone to bring a mattress to spread on the cool chair before supporting Zhu Yun Jing sat down.

Zhu Yunjing propped up his lower back in an awkward posture. Seeing that he was uncomfortable, He Huailing asked someone to move a chair with a backrest: "You sit here."

Pointing at her stomach, Zhu Yunjing said angrily, "I can't even sit comfortably, it's all his fault."

He Huailing suppressed a smile and persuaded him: "Why bother with an unborn child."

"Who told him not to let me have a good time."

Zhu Yunjing gave He Huailing a blank look, stopped talking, looked up at the full full moon hanging in the sky, stared blankly for a long time, and said: "This is the first time I have really seen the full moon clearly. What does the moon look like?"

"Your Highness, haven't you seen it before?"

In fact, I have seen it. When I was held in the arms of my mother when I was very young, I used to look timidly and curiously at the full moon like a silver plate in the sky and couldn't turn my eyes. The mother whispered in his ear and called him "" Nickname, feed the moon cake cut into small pieces into his mouth, that is a beautiful memory about the Mid-Autumn Festival that he rarely remembers.

Zhu Yunjing said: "Who in the palace has the heart to really look at this? Sitting together and saying it's watching the moon, and all your thoughts are spent on pleasing Your Majesty and the Queen Mother. It's so boring."

He Huailing nodded: "In fact, there are many interesting things for people to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Lantern Festival on Chang'an Street can be lively all night long."

"Really?" Zhu Yunjing's tone was indifferent, without yearning, "I really haven't seen it."

"I wanted to take you to see it, but it's inconvenient for you to go out now." The face is okay, just wear a mask, but Zhu Yunjing has a belly that is more than five months old, He Huailing really dare not take the risk of taking him where there are many people The place.

Zhu Yunjing lowered his head, his mood seemed to be even lower, He Huailing handed him the cut mooncake, and poured him a glass of sweet-scented osmanthus wine: "The wine is made by the Zhuangzi, and the mooncakes are freshly baked. Try it."

Zhu Yunjing picked up the mooncake, tasted a small piece and put down the chopsticks.

"Isn't it delicious?"

"Fair." In fact, the taste is good, but it is still not as sweet and soft as the one his mother fed him.

Zhu Yunjing picked up the cup, the aroma of the wine overflowed with the sweetness of sweet-scented osmanthus, he just took a sip, and before he could taste anything, he had already drank the wine, but his heart felt bitter for no reason.

He Huailing felt uncomfortable seeing him like this, and wanted to relieve Zhu Yunjing's boredom and make him happy, but instead made him feel hurt.

Zhu Yunjing put down the cup, the corners of her eyes were red, and she looked at He Huaili with watery eyes: "I still want to drink."

"Your Highness...you can't drink any more."

"Why?" A grievance appeared in Zhu Yunjing's eyes, "I just want to have another glass of wine, can't it work? You only care about this in my stomach, so you can't let me get what I want?"

He Huailing coaxed him patiently: "I'm doing it for your own good."

"Then make me happy."

"... at most one more cup."

Satisfied, Zhu Yunjing took the refilled glass and poured it into her mouth unsteadily.

He Huailing reminded him in a low voice: "Drink slowly, you will get drunk if you drink like this."

"Isn't it good to be drunk? When you are drunk, you don't have to think about anything, and you can sleep peacefully." Zhu Yunjing closed his eyes, and the fragrance of flowers entered his nose. He sighed softly, "It's so good , there are flowers, moons, and wine..."

He Huailing didn't know what to say, so she finished the glass of wine with him silently.

Zhu Yunjing was really drunk. He leaned on the chair and looked at He Huailing drunkenly. His drinking capacity was not so bad. Maybe it was because he was in a bad mood. He Huailing leaned over and raised his hand to stroke the drunk man. flushed face.

"Didn't you say admire the moon? Why are you looking at me?" Zhu Yunjing muttered vaguely.

He Huailing's fingers gently rubbed back and forth on his side face, and whispered: "You look good."

"What's the use of being good-looking," Zhu Yunjing said with a chuckle, "it's still useful. If I'm not good-looking, I might be dead. You definitely won't save me."

He Huailing's gaze sank: "Your Highness..."

Zhu Yunjing shook her head: "It's only useful to you."

"you're drunk."

"Well," Zhu Yunjing nodded indiscriminately again, "I'm drunk."

"Drunk...can you really not think about anything?" He Huailing asked him softly.

"No, I still can't." The water in Zhu Yunjing's eyes seemed to slip out at any moment, "It's useless, why are you here, and I don't want to see you."

He Huailing sighed softly: "I'll take you back."

Zhu Yunjing was stunned for a moment, and when He Huailing hugged her, she didn't move, she leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.