Chapter 82 (Appreciating the Moon)

y to their hometown for mourning, and even he, a rough warrior, had wronged her, but she began to put on a face since the day she left the capital. She has been posturing for more than two months, and...just in August, there was news in the palace that a moon-watching banquet would be held in the Mid-Autumn Palace this year for royal relatives and Beijing officials of more than five grades.

the eunuchs in the palace are busy, while the Huayang people are idle outside the palace.

on the evening of August 13, when night was completely shrouded, Chen Jingzong finally came back weary with wind and dust.

Huayang had already eaten and stayed on the couch. Chen Jingzong asked the servant girl to carry a low table to the couch.

Bronze lamp burns quietly. He sits opposite Huayang, taking a sip of food and wine, and eating alone with relish.

Huayang looked out of the window and once again advised: "it's getting dark earlier and earlier, so you might as well live in the Wei office, so as not to get into trouble sooner or later."

although Chen Jingzong said that he would only come back every other night, he didn't really do so. He often came back in succession unless it rained or everything was delayed.

Chen Jingzong: "I'm not coming back. What's the point of living here by yourself"

Huayang: "I don't live here just for you. My mother's sister-in-law and sister-in-law often come to talk to me, and Wanyi them. Any of them is more likeable than you."

Chen Jingzong just picked up a piece of meat, smelled Yan and took a few bites. After eating, he looked at her and said, "but it's more interesting for me to come back than to sleep in the guard house."

Huayang gave him a look at the knife.

although it is not the middle of the month, the moonlight is already very beautiful tonight. Chen Jingzong simply hugged Huayang to the window to accompany her to enjoy the moon.

the moon in Huayang's eyes seems to be blown violently by the wind.

"is it interesting" Chen Jingzong asked in her ear.

Huayang holds the table with one hand and beats him with the other.

Chen Jingzong grabbed her hand and buckled it on the edge of the window.

"do you think there are fairies on the moon" Chen Jingzong asked.

Huayang didn't bother to pay attention to him. No matter what he started, it was impossible for him to say anything serious at this time.

Chen Jingzong said to himself, "if there is anything, wouldn't she have seen it all if you and I were like this"

Huayang: …

she clenched her teeth and trembled away from his hand, trying to close the window in front of her.

she dared not close it too hard, for fear that the sound would frighten the maid of the vigil outside, a little bit, just when the water-like moonlight was finally blocked, in the last soft moonlight, Chen Jingzong suddenly tightened her arms and shoulders.

the wind blew open the windows that were about to close, and the moonlight poured in again, gently illuminating the slightly raised face of the princess.

like a drunken fairy, like peony dripping dew.

I do not know how long, Chen Jingzong said goodbye to her chin, from her hot cheek to the corner of her mouth.

"for this reason, I would like to come back with a knife in the sky."

it is August 15th in a twinkling of an eye.

those of the Chen family who are eligible to attend today's palace banquet include not only the Huayang couple, but also Chen Tingjian, Sun and Chen Bozong.

Chen Tingjian and others want to leave for the palace at dusk, and Huayang is ready to leave after breakfast.

Chen Jingzong, a mistress, of course accompanied the princess to see his parents-in-law.

inside the carriage, Huayang wore a red treasure and gold hairpin and a long dress of red satin embroidered gold thread peony, which showed her natural grace and dignity from head to toe.

her makeup today is also bright and gorgeous, with fine eyebrows flying into the temples, bright and cold eyes, and rich and purplish lips.

Chen Jingzong: "Why do I feel like you're trying to compete with someone"

Huayang tilted him faintly, as coldly as an ant.

Chen Jingzong: "still angry"

he was smug. In fact, she had been holding the princess's airs all the time. Although she connived at him to "wait on the bed" for more than a year, she didn't like too many tricks. That night, he reluctantly agreed to go to the window to see the moon. As a result, he joked that the fairy could see, as if she had been seen by someone. She was angry all the time, and last night she sent him to sleep in the front yard.

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Huayang: "shut up, I don't want to listen to you right now."

Chen Jingzong will still look at his face and will no longer speak.

the carriage slowly stopped in front of the city gate.

Chen Jingzong got out of the car first and looked left and right. A carriage was about to be pulled away in front of him. A young couple had already walked under the city gate. They turned and looked at them. Among them, Chen Jingzong, a man who wears a suit of the same color as Chen Jingzong, met several times. Meng Yanqing, the son of Princess Nankang, was born in the Houfu mansion, and his father and brother were all figures, but Meng Yanqing was only a little better than a dude, and he was also blessed by Emperor Jingshun. He got a rich and leisure job in Jinyi.

the woman in the red skirt next to Meng Yanqing is naturally Princess Nankang. Chen Jingzong only glanced at each other's bulging abdomen and quickly withdrew his sight.

there are two more carriages coming this way, next to the one in front, followed by a man on horseback.

Chen Jingzong looked at each other from a distance and looked at his carriage.

Huayang came out, the sun jumped on the hairpin and ruby in her hair, and her flawless face and neck were like the most beautiful jade in the world.

standing high on the shaft of the car, Huayang glanced at Princess Nankang and his wife far away.

Princess Nankang swept her up and down and bit her lip slightly.

Ma Meng Yanqing looked at Huayang with eyes full of amazement. He was about to smile when Huayang withdrew his eyes and raised his right hand at will.

Chen Jingzong took the soft, boneless hand and helped her out of the car.

Huayang wanted to go straight in. When she turned her head and saw the carriage and horse man approaching, she couldn't help laughing and took Chen Jingzong a few steps forward, waiting for the carriage to stop.

while waiting for a short time, Huayang whispered to Chen Jingzong, "that's my cousin, the son of Hou Fu in Wuqing. The one in the car should be my grandmother, aunt and sister-in-law."

Chen Jingzong smiled and said, "Yes."

Huayang remembered that when they got married, she covered her head most of the time, but Chen Jingzong made a toast to the guests and saw more than her.

when the coachman stopped, Qi Jin, who was on horseback, was the first to dismount and saluted Huayang with a smile: "I have seen the princess and the horse."

he is tall and tall, his face is like a crown jade, and his voice is warm and clear. He is a famous beautiful man in Beijing.

Huayang responded with a smile.

Qi Jin went to pick up Mrs. Qi Tai first, and in the back of the carriage was his mother, Mrs. Hou.

Huayang also took Chen Jingzong to meet his grandmother in front of the car.

"Oh, the princess and the horse are here, what a coincidence." Mrs. Qi smiled in an authentic way, looked at Chen Jingzong with a loving look on her face, and boasted, "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Chen Jingzong returned the salute: "you are always admirable."

Huayang nodded to the aunt who was coming and asked curiously, "Why don't you see your cousin"

Qi Jin drooped her eyes and her face was gloomy.

Mrs. Qi sighed, "she is already weak, but recently she has caught a cold, so she'd better keep it at home."

when Huayang first returned to Beijing, Huayang met her cousin Tian on her mother's side. At that time, her mind was more focused on her grandmother, and she didn't think too much about it. When she mentioned Tian's illness again, Huayang suddenly remembered that at the end of the same year when Chen Jingzong died in the war in his previous life, Tian, who was lingering in the sickbed, also had a bad fate and disappeared early. It's just that Huayang himself was in the funeral and did not come to the door in person to mourn, but asked the servant girl to send the funeral ceremony.rk outside the window, and Chen Jingzong finally reluctantly let her go.Huayang instinctively pulled up his clothes and lay back to his side."angry" Chen Jingzong hugged the soft princess in his arms,...