Chapter 781

Although he was dating Zhao Changyuan with a stabbed heart, Gong Yueyue was addicted to Lin'an's gentle embrace and didn't want to wake up again.

In order to celebrate Zhao Changyuan's recovery, the royal family members were reunited to the Qinghui hall for a dinner. The smiling palace people of pink moth step on cloud shoes and red velvet soft blanket, offering mellow wine and tea before the Ming Dynasty.

Looking at the bright red candle shaking in front of her eyes, Gong Yueyue only felt that her cheeks were hot. A faint blush spread over her face. Fang raised his head and saw Liuhe standing in front of her with a smile.

In his heart, Gong Yueyue suddenly heard Liuhe's words: "queen, the Empress Dowager specially asked me to serve you this wine and make a reconciliation for the things a few days ago."

Gong Yueyue looked at the carved saucer in Liuhe's hand with clear eyes. He saw that the mellow pear white drink in an exquisite glass cup was swaying endlessly and smiled gently. Gong Yueyue suddenly looked quietly at empress dowager Wu under the seat. She was staring at herself.

Gong Yueyue gently lowered his eyelashes and looked down at his growing belly. Just now he gently raised his Petite cheek. Yingying said to Liuhe, "aunt, I have a heart to drink this cup of wine, but I'm worried about hurting the child in my belly. What if I replace the bar with tea?"

Then Gong Yueyue stretched out her jade white fingers and gathered up her snow-green silk sleeves. She was about to hold the small white tea on the table. Unexpectedly, Liuhe quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it above the tea. The clear tea splashed over her fingers and dripping onto the dry table.

Gong Yueyue's delicate fingertips hanging in the air were in a dilemma, and his clear eyes tilted across Liuhe's smiling face. "Empress, you'll follow the Empress Dowager's meaning for today's family dinner. If you keep deadlocked, it's your majesty who suffers in the middle."

After a little meditation, Gong Yueyue gently sipped her thin red lips, glanced down at the Empress Dowager Wu, gently hung her head, held the exquisite exquisite cup, and drank it up. The pear blossom white wine fell down her throat.

When the candle was shaking, Gong Yueyue smiled at empress dowager Wu Yingying not far away. He only heard the warm sound of silk and bamboo in his ear, the soft white palm gently caressed his heart, and the dark pupil reflected a beautiful picture.

Fourteen cherry petal glazed palace lanterns were hung high in the Qinghui hall, and the bright but not dazzling soft light shone on a pair of men and women in the hall through the clear glazed pieces.

Zhao Changyuan was sitting on the upper end of the carved red sandalwood stool. His faded white face was plated with a yellow halo, and his clean fingers held a green bamboo flute.

With the constantly changing movements of his fingers, the melodious and soft melody jumped out of his soft lips. With the quiet night wind in late spring, the warm and inspiring people also fell drunk.

Suddenly, a bright and eye-catching rose red fell into the broken wave light of Gong Yueyue. A finely embroidered rose flower also opened a charm between the undulating soft sleeves. Looking up along the soft long sleeves, Gong Yinyan's face was full of eyes.

Today, she is more gorgeous than before. She gently outlines a light plum with silver powder between her eyebrows. There is a bright light in her big deer eyes.

The plump and ruddy cherry lips are looking attractive. Her graceful figure dances with the tune blown by Zhao Changyuan, and the fine crystalline stones dotted on her black sideburns sway a bright light in the light with the dance.

All the royal family members and relatives present here exclaimed: "empress Gong's sister is really gorgeous and moving." Staring at Gong Yin's young and energetic face, Gong Yueyue smiled faintly, got up slowly and stepped out of the side hall door.

The night air contains a faint fragrance of withered flowers, sandwiched with the sour taste of decaying residual petals. Gong Yueyue slightly closed her eyes and stood in front of a cluster of snow-white tamarisk flowers, decorated with pearl parrot cloud shoes, gently kicked up pieces of falling flowers, and the snow-white petals flew gently, just like the first snow blooming.

Immersed in the silence of no one, suddenly Gong Yueyue heard a woman's voice: "empress, your sister's dance has eclipsed my dancer."

Following the sound, a woman with a jade white spring shirt stood gracefully under the flower rack. Gong Yueyue's clear eyes lightly swept her beautiful face and couldn't help laughing: "it's you, bu Niang."

In a light breath, Gong Yueyue reached out to climb the elegant green branches of the flower rack and said gently, "the sound and dance skills are extraordinary. I'm also happy when I see them."

The dancer, who was famous as Bu Niang, suddenly closed her hands and smiled. She squatted down lovingly, reached out to pick up the delicate petals on the bluestone and whispered, "in this life, as long as I can dance beside him, I have no other wish."

Quietly looking at the snow-white petals in her hand, bu Niang's clear eyes bloomed intoxicated colors on her small cheeks, and her voice became much softer: "in those years, he once praised my dance. Since then, I made up my mind to dance beside him all my life."

Listening to her gentle and quiet words, Gong Yueyue blushed, a faint smile on her cheeks, and said softly, "I can see it. I saw it when I saw you dancing at the first royal dinner when I married. If there is no love, you can see how his eyes are so affectionate, and the waves are full of glued affection. "

She gently gathered up the long embroidered gold skirt that dragged the ground. Bu Niang's thin body was exquisitely lifted up. On the spring night, she stroked the fine crystal stones dotted on her temples and said with a smile: "I've never had delusions."

Wan smiled and lifted up the jade white spring clothes and let it be gently blown by the evening wind. Bu Niang stared at Gong Yueyue with a smile in front of her and said with a smile: "because he likes women wearing jade white light plum clothes, so I also wore it."

Staring at the red plum blossoms on Bu Niang's thin soft clothes, Gong Yueyue smiled quietly and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Bu Niang's gentle words: "empress, the dance beauty of the second lady is beauty, but she lacks the charm after experiencing human affairs. You, don't be careless. " After that, she shook the gauze in her hand and walked slowly through the flowers and trees.

"What do you think?" I don't know how long time has passed. A pair of generous hands gently hugged Gong Yueyue's thin shoulder and smiled faintly: "I'm thinking that sister Yiner really matches you."

The voice fell, and Gong Yueyue's whole body was pulled over. Zhao Changyuan's nervous and slightly angry face fell straight into Gong Yueyue's smiling eyes. "Just now, the empress mother must ask me to play the bamboo flute and dance with her. My queen is really careful."

Looking at his slightly frowned eyebrows, Gong Yueyue couldn't help smiling softly. Yu Bai's fingers stroked his eyebrows and stroked them gently. Gong Yueyue closed his eyes and covered Zhao Changyuan's warm chest.

"Are you tired?" Hearing Zhao Changyuan's gentle question, Gong Yueyue gently nodded in his arms. After a short silence, Zhao Changyuan grabbed Gong Yueyue horizontally, and his gentle lips fell on her fluffy black hair.