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Chapter Four Hundred and Twelve The Full Moon

On the night of August 16th, there was not a trace of cloud in the night sky. In the dark night sky, a full moon on a jade plate was embedded in it, exuding a bright and clear light.

There is no wind, and the willow trees in the yard are covered with silvery glory and stand there lazily.

In the small courtyard, the laughter of several women sounded softly, and their laughter was like silver bells, adding a touching softness to this wonderful night.

On the stone table under the willow, Lu Heng, Liu Qingqing, Wang Tingzhi, and Princess Ankang were sitting around, tasting tea, eating moon cakes, admiring the moon, and chatting. The atmosphere was harmonious and quiet.

"My lord!"

Liu Qingqing looked at Lu Heng with her beautiful eyes. She gently held her chin with her bare hands and blinked her big eyes. She looked across at Lu Heng, who was holding a wine bottle and tasting the wine. She murmured softly as if she was dreaming.

The soft voice, like sweet honey, makes people intoxicated on this fruity night.

Lu Heng, who was holding a wine bottle and drinking, heard Liu Qingqing's very familiar coquettish voice. His heart skipped a beat, his wrists suddenly trembled, and the wine spilled all over his body.

He raised his head and looked at the opposite side, Liu Qingqing, who was wearing a goose-yellow dress. Her beautiful eyes were like water, with little ripples. She looked at herself quietly. The beauty she spread quietly was even more beautiful than the bright moon in the sky.

point.

Lu Heng, who was given the gift of lust, choked on his drink and coughed.

"Ahem, what's wrong?"

On the side, Princess Ankang and Wang Tingzhi couldn't help covering their mouths and snickering when they saw Liu Qingqing muttering and shaping Lu Heng like this. Their beautiful eyes looked at the coughing scholar, showing deep affection.

Liu Qingqing smiled lightly, stretched out her delicate hands, pinched a strawberry, opened her lips lightly, and took a bite.

Seeing such an action, Lu Heng's heart skipped a beat.

"Write a poem! I want to hear it!"

"Okay!" Lu Heng nodded and said seriously.

"Really?"

Wang Tingzhi and Princess Ankang on the side heard this. Their beautiful eyes lit up, and they came over and looked at Lu Heng with interest.

"Of course!" Lu Heng smiled, picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. He put down the golden wine bottle, raised his head, and looked at the three stunning beauties in front of him, who were like spring flowers, autumn moon, and fragrant peaches and plums.

Suddenly, I thought of the big bed in the bedroom, and my heart skipped a beat. Without any restraint, I blurted out: "A moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I know I have to do this!"

Well……

The three girls were stunned for a moment, and then they realized the meaning of these two lines of poetry. Their pretty faces suddenly turned red with embarrassment. They were even more beautiful than the red apples on the table.

"My husband is dead!"

"Ha ha!"

Lu Heng saw that the three girls were charming and shy. Feeling proud, he raised his head and laughed.

"My lord!" Liu Qingqing's beautiful eyes were full of anger, her pretty face was slightly red. She looked at Lu Heng and pouted.

"Okay, okay, just kidding!" Unable to withstand the woman's tenderness, Lu Heng immediately raised his hands and surrendered.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the wine flask, filled the glass with fine wine, and stood up with the golden wine bottle. After walking a few steps, Lu Heng stopped. He raised his head and looked at the sky high in the night sky.

The bright moon hangs, pondering slightly.

He smiled, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and recited lightly: "The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the morning stars are sinking. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the blue sea and blue sky are in my heart every night."

"It sounds very good!" Liu Qingqing held her cheeks in her hands, with deep affection in her beautiful eyes. She looked at the scholar in white shirt and the beautiful tree in front of her and murmured softly.

On the side, Wang Tingzhi saw her sister looking so good, and then looked at the scholar standing quietly under the tree, looking up at the bright moon. Thinking that he would leave Kyoto tomorrow and go to Hebei to fight. She couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, and there was actually something in her beautiful eyes.

Filled with tears.

On the side, Princess Ankang noticed something strange about her. She hurriedly reached out her hand, reached under the table, and pushed her.

Wang Tingzhi hurriedly lowered her head and wiped her red eyes. When she raised her head again, she was smiling like a flower.

However, the tears shining in the corners of his eyes were so bright under the light of the bright moon.

With his back to the three women, Lu Heng raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, looking like a handsome and talented man. But in fact, he raised his head and tried his best to calm down the waves in his heart.

In the afternoon, the three women worked together to block themselves outside the kitchen and prevent them from entering the house.

The mysterious approach naturally aroused Lu Heng's suspicion.

After threatening and coercing the palace maid guarding the door, Lu Heng was able to enter the small courtyard. He tiptoed closer to the outside of the kitchen and listened with bated breath to what was going on in the room.

However, the laughter that was originally thought of did not sound, only the slight sobbing of the three women.

"Sister Tingzhi, don't cry. My husband is going to Hebei tomorrow, and I don't know how long it will take! Sisters, you and I must let our husband have a good Mid-Autumn Festival, and don't let him miss his family!

"Liu Qingqing's voice was slightly choked, but it was extremely firm.

"Sister Ankang, you..., hey, that's a strawberry, you can't peel it!"

Liu Qingqing's sweet voice makes people feel extremely sad to hear it.

"Sister, tell me, will it be dangerous for my husband to go to Hebei this time?" Wang Tingzhi said intermittently with a cry in her voice, which made Lu Heng outside the door helplessly smile bitterly and sigh with emotion for a long time.

She stood up gently and looked inside through the gap in the window. She saw that the strong Liu Qingqing had tears on her cheeks at this time. She smiled sadly, raised her little hand that was against the frost and snow, and wiped her face.

With clear and bright tears on his face, he shook his head and said firmly: "No, my husband is the Wenqu star who has descended to earth. With Pusa's protection, there will be no danger. It will definitely not happen!"

"But..." Wang Tingzhi covered her face and cried, her voice almost choking.

"There is no but!" Liu Qingqing's pretty face was full of determination, and she shook her head and said: "My husband will come back safely!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Princess Ankang taking off her apron and walking towards the door with a cold face.

"Sister, what are you doing!" Liu Qingqing quickly grabbed her and asked anxiously.

Princess Ankang raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from her face, and said solemnly: "I'm going to find my father! Beg him to take back his life!"

"No, sister Ankang, calm down!" The tears rolling down Liu Qingqing's face were like broken pearls. She shook her head and said: "If you do this, the emperor will be embarrassed."

I feel that my husband is shirking responsibility. This is not good for my husband!"

"Then what should we do?" Princess Ankang stood there in a daze, her lips pursed, and she muttered to herself hopelessly,

"After our husband leaves, we will go to the White Horse Temple together and burn three pillars of incense for our husband in front of Pusa every day to pray for his safe return!" Liu Qingqing said softly with a blind light of firm faith on her face. She looked at it with hazy eyes.

The two sisters, Liu Qingqing smiled slightly and said: "My husband is a person favored by God, and he will definitely return safely!"

Reaching out and holding the somewhat cold hands of Princess Ankang and Wang Tingzhi, Liu Qingqing said to them with tears in her beautiful eyes: "Tonight, we must make our husband happy and not make him worry about trivial matters at home!"

"Um!"

The two women raised their hands to wipe their tears and nodded heavily.

"Ah!" Princess Ankang was startled and screamed suddenly, startling the two younger sisters.

Liu Qingqing looked at her puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Princess Ankang wiped her tear-filled eyes and said with a worried look: "I heard from my father that Princess Qinglan seems to be interested in my husband. What if my husband is deceived by that goblin and doesn't want us anymore?

"

"He dares?" It wasn't just Wang Tingzhi who protested, even Liu Qingqing's eyebrows stood upright and her face was as cold as frost.

"If he dares not forget our sisters, then we will go to Shanxi together to find him and perform a long-distance search for a husband for him! See if he feels bad or not!" Liu Qingqing said angrily, as if Lu Heng had really done it.

Doing such unscrupulous things.

"Humph, if he dares, we sisters will come together and castrate him!" Wang Tingzhi said through gritted teeth, with a tone of disgust that made the two women in the room tremble.

"No!" The two women objected in unison.

"I'm just talking!" Wang Tingzhi saw her two sisters' stunned eyes and unkind expressions. She smiled and begged for mercy.

Outside the room, Lu Heng, who was leaning against the wall and eavesdropping, felt a chill rush to the back of his head when he heard this, and his whole body was suddenly covered in cold sweat.

How dangerous!

Lu Heng raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and sneaked away with lingering fear.



Today, the moon is bright in the sky and the night is quiet.

Lu Heng raised his glass to invite the bright moon and recited poems. He looked cool and unrestrained. However, he was actually quite emotional in his heart.

In the evening, Lu Heng was deeply moved by the deep affection shown by the three women in their conversation in the kitchen.

It is already a great blessing to get this one. How virtuous and talented Lv is to have three of them at the same time.

Feeling deep in his heart for a long time, Lu Heng smiled slightly, picked up the wine bottle, and saluted the bright moon. He raised his head and drank the amber wine in the golden bottle in one gulp.

The bright moon bears witness!

Liu Qingqing looked at her husband's slightly trembling hands under the moonlight, and her beautiful eyes filled with tears uncontrollably.

She smiled reluctantly and suppressed the sadness in her heart. Thinking of the poem her husband had just recited, which mentioned the fairy Chang'e who guards the Guanghan Palace, she bit her lip, raised her head, smiled sweetly, and showed

With a smile more beautiful than the moon, she looked at her husband and murmured softly: "My husband, do you think Chang'e will never see Hou Yi again?"

Hearing the slightly trembling voice of the woman behind him, Lu Heng forced a smile, turned around, walked over and sat down. He smiled and said: "No, they meet every August 16th! But, everyone

I just don’t know!”

"Hehe, sir, are you talking nonsense? The legend didn't say that they would meet at the 16th meeting!" Liu Qingqing chuckled and looked at Lu Heng and asked.

Lu Heng smiled, raised his hand, pointed at the full moon in the night sky, and explained seriously: "As the saying goes, the moon on the 15th day is 16 rounds, and now they are having a tryst. The right way is the lover.

They finally get married, so in people’s hearts, the moon becomes rounder!”

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