The annual Mid-Autumn Festival is a rare touch of warmth in this bleak palace.
Everywhere in the deep palace is beautifully decorated with red and green flowers, colorful decorations and lanterns, making it very lively.
Even civil and military officials who are "not allowed to enter the palace unless they have nothing to do" will bring their family members to the palace to celebrate and have fun with you.
The emperor also specially invited the most outstanding and famous troupe from South Vietnam to perform in the palace.
The sounds of singing, dancing, laughing and celebrating could be heard endlessly. It was truly a grand occasion of prosperity and peace, with the whole world celebrating together.
At this moment, far away from the joy of the crowd, Liu Yueting,
Zijin was alone and anxiously pacing back and forth.
Yu Wenmingxuan made an appointment with her at Xu's hour, but seeing that Xu's hour was about to pass,
But around the dark and deserted Liuyue Pavilion, Yu Wenmingxuan was still nowhere to be seen.
Looking at the calm full moon reflected in the water, Zijin felt uneasy in his heart:
Mingxuan has disappeared mysteriously for more than ten days. Will he fail to come again now?
What happened to him?
Zi Jin was worrying about himself when a strong wind came from behind him.
A warm and familiar smell like the spring breeze hit his face. Zijin felt happy and was about to turn around.
Yu Wenmingxuan still hugged her tightly from behind, perhaps in a hurry.
Yu Wenmingxuan breathed heavily, and his gentle breath sprayed on Zijin's neck and hair, which was crisp and very comfortable.
The familiar hug, the long-lost breath...
Zi Jin curled up deeply in Yu Wenmingxuan's arms and gradually became a little crazy.
The gentle wind blew by, and the full moon in the lake was slightly wrinkled.
But Zijin felt like he was being caressed gently by his lover, and felt more comfortable than ever before.
"We finally met each other, and you wouldn't want to just hug me and not say anything!" Zi Jin said with a slight smile.
Yu Wenmingxuan didn't think about it, but buried his head deeper into Zijin's neck.
Zijin was slightly startled, feeling something was wrong.
He hurriedly turned around to hold Yu Wenmingxuan's face, stared at Yu Wenmingxuan, and asked: "Xuan, what's wrong with you?"
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