The Northern Palace was brightly lit at night. The Northern Emperor's birthday had been held during the day. The dinner was mainly a family reunion. The Northern Emperor especially asked his children and grandchildren to stay in the palace and enjoy the dinner together.
He had been ill for a long time and knew that he didn't have much time left, so this family dinner was both grand and solemn.
Feng Ji'er had already followed Huo Guang, dressing up as a palace maid. Huo Guang also dressed up as a close guard and followed Xuan Luo, while she mingled among the palace maids and waited on the side of Jinse Palace.
It was time for the dinner, and the children of the Northern Emperor entered the Jinse Palace one after another. Feng Jier was a palace maid and had to stand with her hands down, so she only saw pairs of feet wearing various colorful boots, passing in front of them one by one.
The eldest prince and the crown prince had already accompanied the Northern Emperor on both sides. As soon as they arrived, the Northern Emperor stood up with the help of Concubine Yi and said to his princes: "Remember ten years ago, I established Xuan Luo
When I was the prince, I also sat at the same table with all the princes and princesses. At that time, you all had young faces. Oh, there was no Lao Shi San at that time, and I did not have as many grandchildren as I do now.
Haha." Beihuang seemed to be in a good mood. He toasted and started talking to each other.
Feng Ji'er secretly raised her head and saw all the children of Beihuang smiling, saying some pleasant words, drinking and eating with Beihuang.
"The whole world is celebrating my father's birthday. I will not return to Yancheng for the time being. I want to stay in the palace and continue our family relationship with my father," the eldest prince said.
"Okay, I ordered people to clean up the Qingxin Pavilion. You will stay in the palace tonight. The prince lives in Chaohui Pavilion. Concubine Yi, you can do some planning for me. The two princes have mansions outside the palace and rarely come back to accompany me, a lonely person.
, after tonight’s dinner, why don’t you accompany me to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the moon?”
"Yes, Father" "Yes, Your Majesty" everyone responded.
Beihuang seemed to have a lot of emotions and talked a lot. He seemed to be having a good time during the dinner, but there was a lot of helplessness between the lines. Beihuang was reminiscing about the past. He occasionally mentioned the childlike innocence of the prince and his eldest son when they were young, which seemed to be a metaphor for how things are different now.
Than, it is impossible to go back to the past
He could endure the illness day after day, but he could not stop his two sons from competing for the throne...
Feng Ji'er only waited for the dinner to end earlier. However, there were many songs and dances during the dinner. Because there was wine and food in the palace, they, the maids guarding the door of the hall, did not need to be so nervous, but they could relax. Feng Ji'er
Ji'er turned her head slightly and saw a group of ten dancers, all of whom were graceful and graceful. The leader of them, a voluptuous-looking woman in purple gauze, attracted the attention of everyone present as soon as she appeared.
Her make-up was alluring and heavy, with heavy eyeliner on the corners of her eyes, going straight into her temples, her red lips seemed to bleed, and her eyes seemed to draw away the souls of those who looked at her...
After Feng Ji'er took a closer look, she couldn't help but take a breath of air.
This girl turned out to be Hongyu!
Why did she come to Jinse Hall to dance for the Northern Emperor?
While he was stunned, Beihuang took the lead in applauding and enjoyed watching the dance.
Saying "reward" in his mouth, when he saw Hongyu, he knelt down and came forward to accept the reward.
Feng Ji'er saw her purple gauze sleeves fluttering as she retreated. Then, there was a strange fragrance above the hall. It seemed to attract butterflies, but she couldn't tell the name of the flower. She stood outside the hall.
You can smell it at the door
Feng Jier frowned, Hongyu appeared in Jinse Hall, it would not be as simple as performing a dance
Since she followed the eldest prince Xuanyou into the palace, she must be used by Xuanyou, but for a while, she really couldn't figure out what her motives were.
The dinner lasted until midnight, and the Northern Emperor was in high spirits. After the dinner, Xuanyou and Xuanluo accompanied him and drove to the Royal Garden together.
At this time, Feng Jier quickly went to Qingxin Pavilion
Huo Guang has been following Xuan Luo. Seeing Feng Ji'er disappearing but unable to stop him, he is secretly worried. He knows that she will not settle down as a palace maid, but he has already guessed where she will go tonight and is waiting for him to accompany her.
The Northern Emperor went to the Imperial Garden to settle accounts with her
After a while, Feng Ji'er found Qingxin Pavilion, which was not part of the harem. It was the arty place where the Northern Emperor used to enjoy flowers and paint. Qingxin Pavilion and Chaohui Pavilion, one in the east and the other in the west.
Feng Ji'er didn't dare to climb up to the roof. The Qingxin Pavilion was built with four corners. She couldn't be sure which room the people in the Qingxin Pavilion would be in. Climbing up would be asking for death. She could only mix in among the palace ladies and guard the Qingxin Pavilion.
Wait for Xuanyou to come back
Finally, the opportunity came
I saw a palace maid holding a plate of snacks and about to enter the pavilion. Feng Jier used the fastest speed to knock her out with one hand, steady the tray in her hand with the other, and dragged the palace maid to a weed in the backyard.
Duili then straightened his clothes, held some snacks, imitated the appearance of a palace maid, bowed his head, and walked into Qingxin Pavilion.
Fortunately, the structure of the palace, whether large or small palaces, or rooms, pavilions, pavilions, and pavilions, are all of the same style. Feng Ji'er relied on Murong Changsi's partial memory and judgment to find her way into the side hall of Qingxin Pavilion.
When he saw the desk, he walked over and put down the tray of snacks.
Although she didn't raise her eyes to look at her, Feng Ji'er took a quick peek. There were two people sitting in the room, a man and a woman. The woman was Hongyu, and the man was the one wearing a golden fox mask.
People seen in sedan chairs on the street
After Feng Ji'er put down the cake, the woman said: "The tea is cold, please change it."
Feng Ji'er lowered her head, stepped forward to replace the tea cups for the two of her, and carried the tray to make hot tea again. When she turned around, her peripheral vision swept over the man sitting beside her, and all she could see was his ink-colored face.
I couldn't see the whole thing from his long boots, but I also felt a solemn and cold aura on him.
After the tea was put on the desk again, Feng Jier bowed and stood guard outside the door.
She was not the only one guarding the door at the same time. Feng Ji'er cleared her throat and said to the maids: "Dignified guests don't like the crowd. Please step aside and I can be alone."
The maids bowed their heads and said yes, then left one by one.
Feng Ji'er saw that there was no one else outside the door at this time, so she quietly lifted a corner of the curtain at the door, and then she could see the man's full face.
Most of his face was covered by the golden fox mask, except for his sculptured chin, which was gentle and delicate, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. There must be no expression on the face hidden under the golden fox mask, but Feng Ji'er always had it.
I feel that the raised eyebrows of the golden fox mask reveal the Ye Xilou style - cunning and aloofness.
Suddenly, he was leaning on a chair with his forehead supported by one hand, his left hand on his lap, and he was groping for a... white jade ring.
As if Feng Ji'er was struck by electricity, the ring... was clearly visible. It was the "Miss Me" ring she had left on the bedside of his dormitory.
"I have spread the incense above the main hall, and others are fine smelling it. However, the old emperor, after admiring the moon in the imperial garden tonight, I am afraid he will not be able to see the moon tomorrow night. The eldest prince will definitely do something tomorrow. Tonight
, you know what I will do”
Hong Yu's voice sounded, revealing a hint of enchantment and charm.
"West Tower..."
Her next call that penetrated people's bones made Feng Ji'er take a breath.
——It was indeed him! It was Ye Xilou. He was not dead, but came to the Northern Palace with Hongyu.