Five-year enthronement three-year simulation

In Guangyang Palace, when the mother and son were discussing important matters in the palace, all the palace people were shunned.

As the Grand Palace Maid, Xinxue is qualified to be on duty at the place closest to the main hall.When it was time for dinner, she turned her head to look at the sky, and finally approached the main hall with the closed door cautiously, intending to ask the empress and the Second Highness if they would like to prepare a meal pass.

However, before she came close, she saw a figure in a python robe standing at the door, she was shocked, and rushed forward with small steps, grabbed the other person's arm, and lowered her voice firmly Said: "Your Highness Fifth! Why are you here? Didn't the empress tell you not to allow anyone to approach the main hall?"

——This person is none other than the Fifth Prince Ming Yao.

This year's annual banquet was grand, many princes were called back to the palace to attend, even the married princess also went back to the palace for a short stay, Ming Yao was no exception, he needed to live in many empty palaces from the first day of the new year Guangyang Palace, and will not be able to return to the palace until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

But now, being stared at nervously by Xinxue, Ming Yao didn't respond for a while, as if he just saw something shocking, his eyes were lowered, his expression was empty and dazed, and he turned his head slowly after a long time, He exchanged a glance with Xinxue.

This glance almost made Xinxue feel cold all over, and almost gasped.But she didn't care about that much at the moment, she hurriedly tugged on the other party's sleeve, and persuaded: "Your Highness, you must not stay here for a long time! If your empress finds out that you have violated her wishes...you will have to go back again." Go to the Buddhist hall to kneel and copy scriptures!"

She dragged him to persuade him for a long time, until his mouth was dry, the other party finally seemed to wake up, nodded in a daze, and repeated: "Yes, you can't stay here for a long time..."

Ming Yao's voice was so low that Xinxue couldn't hear it clearly for a while, so she couldn't help but wondered: "Your Highness Fifth?"

"...the king is fine."

Ming Yao shook his head slowly, digging deeply into his palms with his nails hidden under his sleeves, only then could he manage to maintain a calm expression.

"Please take care of sister Xinxue, don't tell concubine mother that I have been here..."

"Yes, yes, the servant girl understands."

Xinxue has been with Concubine Wan for many years, almost bringing up the Fifth Prince single-handedly.Since the latter was still young, she had always complained about her master's partiality, thinking that His Highness Fifth is diligent, studious, talented, and more mature and mature than his peers in dealing with people of the same age. How can he not compare to His Highness Second?

But helpless, maybe as a parent, you can't always be a bowl of water. Concubine Wan Guifei can only see Minghui in her eyes, but she has always been honest with Mingyao, and she didn't even give the latter a new dress. Picking it out with her own hands, treating the two sons as if they were in the sky and the earth, Xinxue, as an outsider watching, couldn't help frowning frequently, and felt more pity for the fifth prince.

Because only she knows that in the dead of night, or in the unbearable heat, or in the cold winter months, there will always be a small figure reading at night with the lamp on, with ink marks and pen marks on her hands, just hoping that the concubine mother will treat her well. That little bit of attention...

"This afternoon, His Highness the Fifth Highness has been practicing calligraphy in the room until the servant girl goes to pass on the dinner." Xinxue blessed her body and said slowly, "If the empress asks later, the servant girl will be like this Report to her. Don't worry, Your Highness."

"Well, thank you sister."

Ming Yao cupped his hands gratefully at her, turned around, and hurriedly left the place.

Duliu Xinxue stood where she was, turned around and looked at the door that separated the fifth prince from his mother, concubine and elder brother, couldn't help but sighed deeply, and could not help showing a bit of sympathy in her eyes.

It is said that Tianjia is ruthless.Tianjia is really ruthless.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the Lantern Festival, when you can enjoy lanterns and eat Lantern Festival.

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, one day of rest and bathing according to the law, and Ming Tan, who was supposed to go to court, took another day off for nothing.It's just that, because of the big incident that happened on Shengping Street earlier, she temporarily restrained herself a little, and didn't dare to leave the palace, so she could only sit in the palace alone, moaning and sighing.

Lantern, her lantern...

The nights in winter are long, and the sky is already dark before you arrive. Not long ago, Ming Tan and the Empress and Ming Jing ate Lantern Festival, which was stuffed with white sugar sesame seeds and amber walnut bean paste.

I heard that Yushanfang put a lot of effort into rolling the Lantern Festival this time, completely following the ancient recipe, putting them into a wooden sieve and rolling them all white and round, which is quite different from the hand-wrapped glutinous rice balls in the south.Although the glutinous rice skin on the outside is soft and elastic, it is not as sticky as glutinous rice balls. Instead, it is quite chewy. It takes a long time to bite into it to reveal the filling inside. It may be black sesame with a strong aroma, or it may be hidden in red bean paste. The roasted walnuts, no matter what kind, are sweet and delicious, and they are so hot that they are ironed.

After eating a small bowl of Lantern Festival, Ming Tan warmed up and even felt a little full.

Careless.She rubbed her stomach, and now she can skip dinner.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the snow lights up, and there is a little snow outside, thin and thin, just like the layer of glutinous rice flour wrapped in the outer skin of the Lantern Festival, blown by the slanting wind, it is spread flat and hung under the eaves of Kunning Palace On the lantern, the red-orange candlelight was darkened a little, and it flickered slowly.

Ming Tan wrapped his clothes tightly, leaned to the window, propped his chin with one hand, and watched the snow boredly.

The former Fangji Street was given the name by the Holy Father, and it has been transformed into the busiest and most prosperous Shengping Street in Beijing.Not only do everyone like to stroll on that street, and get a taste of the royal nobility, but also many shrewd businessmen have sensed the opportunity and moved to this street non-stop, forming a "the more shops, the more shops" , more customers, more stores” virtuous circle, and there is a faint trend of spreading radiation to the surrounding streets.

I heard that many lanterns are hung on Shengping Street...

Ming Tan was dejected, stretched out his hand out of the window, caught a few snowflakes, and stared at them melting quickly in his palm.

Today is a holiday, according to the traditional customs, Lin Shurong will naturally accompany his family to the street to enjoy the lanterns, and there is no time to come to the palace to look for her.Mingtan understands this as a matter of course intellectually, he can't occupy Qingqing forever, but he still feels a little bit lost emotionally, his whole heart seems to be missing a piece, and no matter what he does, he can't fill this vacancy.

Even the queen mother is accompanied by Concubine Yi and Empress Yi every step of the way, only her is lonely...

Oh yes, and the third brother.Ming Tan rolled his eyes.

However, His Royal Highness Ming Jing is used to being widowed, and he doesn't feel uncomfortable at all. Only the Ninth Princess, who can't see her girlfriend and is forced to spend the festival alone, feels that the world is collapsing.

She sighed, she was in Cao Ying and her heart was in Han, so she could only look at the lantern a few more times to comfort herself from the pain of not being able to leave the palace to find the person she loves.

——However, the next second, Ming Tan blinked, and suddenly saw a familiar figure appearing not far away, causing her to open her mouth in amazement, raised her hand and rubbed her eyes fiercely, and finally saw the other person clearly face, subconsciously exclaimed.

"Qingqing!"

The window of the side hall was facing the gate of Kunning Palace. Lin Shurong raised his eyes, and met Ming Tan who was lying by the window and was about to turn himself out. He couldn't help laughing, raised his hands, and The thing in his hand waved at the other party, signaling to her his intention of coming.

Ming Tan was stunned for a moment, and when he took a closer look, he found that Lin Shurong was holding a roll of oil paper in his right hand, which was light yellow in color and seemed as thick as rice paper for painting; while in his left hand, he was holding a square wooden frame , there are only four spliced ​​frame beams on each side, like a semi-finished product, waiting to be further processed.

Ming Tan blinked, turned around and ran, and when he arrived at the entrance of the main hall in a hurry, he happened to bump into Lin Shurong who had just finished seeing the empress and concubine Yi and came out of it.

"Qingqing! Why are you here?"

"Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, how could I let His Highness celebrate the festival alone?"

Lin Shurong smiled gently, and handed the wooden frame in his hand to Ming Tan, and while beckoning her to take a closer look with his eyes, he said, "Guess, what is this?"

"This thing looks familiar..."

Looking closer, I found that there is actually a smaller, thin rectangular wooden frame inside, which seems to be removable at will; while the large wooden frame outside has been carefully painted with black paint and carved with auspicious cloud patterns, which is even to the touch. And some skaters.Combined with the oiled paper on Lin Shurong's other hand...

Ming Tan blinked, blissful in his heart, "This, this is a lantern! Are you going to make it with me? Is that right?"

"Your Highness is right." Lin Shurong said with a smile on his lips, "Since it is the Lantern Festival, then naturally you should make a lantern with your own hands and hang it up, so as to have a festive atmosphere..."

——Although Ming Tan, as a qualified delicious and lazy salted fish, thinks that eating Lantern Festival is the most interesting part of the Lantern Festival, but of course she will not open her mouth to spoil Lin Shurong's elegance.

Besides, the fact that my girlfriend came to the palace to accompany her to do DIY is a surprise enough in itself, so why bother with these messes?

Therefore, Ming Xianyu had no position, and immediately echoed: "Exactly! You can't let the Shangyuan Festival, which only comes once a year, go to waste!"

Although according to this standard, her previous ten years have been wasted, but so what!

The wife is right and it's over!

A smile appeared on the corners of Lin Shurong's lips, and Ming Tan pulled his sleeves and hurriedly dragged him all the way to the side hall.She put the materials in her hand on the table, turned her head, and asked gently: "Your Highness, is there any paste in the palace?"

Some time ago, the whole palace was busy pasting Spring Festival couplets and window grilles, of course there was a lot of paste left, Ming Tan ordered Mallow to get some, while he stretched out his hand, poked the wooden frame, and poked it lightly on the table. Shaking lightly, "This shelf... looks like it's almost finished."

"It's just something for His Highness to play with, how complicated can it be?" Lin Shurong pointed to the oil paper at hand, "Just stick it firmly, and then put the candles in it... If Your Highness feels a little monotonous, you can also Add some colored pictures on it. Flowers, birds and fish are all excellent ideas, and it is easy to draw, I will teach you how to do it."

"Okay, let's draw together."

Ming Tan tilted his head, blinked his big eyes, and smiled like a cat who saw a small fish, "But I'm clumsy, Qingqing must not despise me."

Her tone was sweet and light, like a piece of cloud cake, Lin Shurong's heart trembled slightly, as if she had been gently scratched by the other party's paw, full of lingering soreness.

"How can I despise you?"

Lin Shurong half-closed her eyes, slowly stretched out her hand, rubbed the other's cheek with her fingertips, and said softly: "No matter what your Highness does, in my heart you are the cutest."

"... Mmm. Sweet talk."

Ming Tan was taken aback for a moment, and blushed almost uncontrollably. It was rare that he felt shyer than Lin Shurong.She stretched out her hand to cover the place where she had been rubbed just now, to block the blush, and hurriedly turned around and sat upright, looking more serious than when she was doing homework in the study in the past, "Okay, okay, let's start."

As Lin Shurong said, it is not too difficult to make this lamp. You only need to take out the nested frame inside, glue the oiled paper flat with paste, wrap the five sides of the front, back, left, right, and upper, and leave the bottom unoccupied. , It will be enough to put the candle in later.

Therefore, Lin Shurong didn't intervene at all, just sat quietly at the side, letting Ming Tan complete the paper-pasting work by himself, his gaze was almost fixed on the latter's snow-white wrist.

——Moth Snow Willow Golden Thread...

The man was there, dimly lit.

Her thoughts diverged, she stared at Ming Tan who was focused and his fingers were flying up and down beside the candle, and unexpectedly thought of this sentence of Layman Jiaxuan in her mind.

In the original word Shangque, the writing of lanterns, moon and fireworks is extremely beautiful and vivid, and a picture of lanterns and lanterns during the Lantern Festival is completely drawn between the words; while Xiaque, the pen suddenly turns, and the previously described full The joyous night of the Lantern Festival and the thousands of trees and lanterns are all given to the person you like to make a wedding dress...

Probably in the eyes of the poet, if there is no one who stays in the dim light, all the prosperity in the world will be meaningless.

But isn't that the same for Ming Tan to her?

No matter how lively the drumming and music performances on Shengping Street are, how bright the palace lanterns and flower lamps are, if there is no His Highness to enjoy them together, they are nothing more than ordinary things after all, and they are just a fleeting moment to me...

"Qingqing! Look!"

While thinking about it, a cheerful call brought Lin Shurong back to his senses.She froze for a moment, her eyes shifted slightly, and she landed on the four-cornered palace lantern that Ming Tan handed over to show off.

I saw that the slender frame inside had been covered with warm yellow oil paper, and was covered by tight seams, which was in stark contrast to the black lacquered wooden frame outside. Although the style was simple, it was not crude, but rather delicate, compared to The lamps sold on the street are not much worse.

"His Royal Highness is really skillful."

Lin Shurong praised softly, took the lamp, took the brush that had been prepared aside and handed it to Ming Tan, and asked, "What are you going to paint?"

"Hmm..." Ming Tan thought for a moment, rolled his eyes, tapped the palm of his hand with the pen, and said, "How about drawing two flowers?"

"Okay. Which two kinds of flowers does Your Highness want to draw?"

"An epiphyllum, a sycamore flower."

After giving the answer without hesitation, a smile appeared on Ming Tan's lips, and he suddenly reached out and put his arms around Lin Shurong's shoulder.

"Even if it's on the lamp, we should always be together." She softened her voice and asked in a manly voice, "Isn't it, Qingqing?"

The candlelight on the table was blown by the breeze brought by the sleeves, shaking twice, and the entangled figures of the two women were faithfully reflected on the wall.

Lin Shurong almost seemed to be bewitched. When the other party came close to her ear and breathed like blue, she slowly stretched out her hand and wrapped it around her warm and soft jade waist. When she spoke again, her voice was much lower and hoarse. .

"Yes. Everything should be as His Highness wishes."

——As soon as the words fell, the person in his arms raised his head in response, his eyes seemed to have hooks, and a smile that could turn all living beings upside down suddenly appeared on his face.

"Really... will everything go as I wish?"

Ming Tan blinked her eyes, and her slender eyelashes left an afterimage in the light, making her look more like a seductive goblin at this moment. She leaned up and sucked and kissed Lin Shurong's lips carefully. The lower lip, while holding the latter's wrist, seemed to be both a test and an invitation, and he leaned towards his belt a little bit.

"Qingqing..."

Lin Shurong paused with her fingertips, took a light breath, and could hardly restrain herself from staring at the other party.

The lamps and candles are flickering, the atmosphere is just right, the sandalwood smoked in the furnace dyes the room full of sweet fragrance, as if there is a layer of faint smoke in the invisible, wrapping around the two, gentle and peaceful, let them indulge in the ambiguous charm together among.

So, it wasn't until a long time later that Lin Shurong sighed deeply, and while kissing Ming Tan's slightly parted red lips subconsciously, while bending his knuckles, he finally hooked the belt that was so loose that it couldn't bear the slightest pull.

"Your Highness."

She retracted her arms, and tightened the other's slender waist that was trembling involuntarily, she tilted her head and rubbed Ming Tan's cheek, and said in a low voice: "If you are afraid, just hug me tighter."

The author has something to say: I'm a fool, I miscalculated the day, I thought it was Qixi Festival today...