August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

As soon as the sun sets, the moon rises, golden.

In the hexagonal pavilion of the Meige Small Garden, Tang Yu sat on the bench and stared at the bright moon in the sky.

Mid-Autumn Festival, her least favorite festival, because her mother went there early and went too early, and she didn't even remember her mother's appearance and voice. No matter how vivid the father painted the ground, the women on the paper were an empty painting to her. The people in the painting would not hug her like the stepmother hugged her sister, and would not help her comb her hair...

Reunion, without a mother, what kind of reunion is?

She was ecstatic at Mingyue, and the eldest maid Huilan and Molan stood outside the pavilion. Knowing that her girl was in a bad mood, she didn't dare to make a noise. Until a little maid turned around the corridor and gestured at them from afar. The two girls looked at each other, then Huilan stepped forward and persuaded, "Girl, it's time to go to the front for a meal."

Tang Yu held his chin with his right hand and put it on the back of the bench. Hearing this, he looked at Huilan. He didn't want to go, but there was no reason not to go. She stood up in delight and went back to her room to change her clothes.

There is a pot of newly bloomed golden osmanthus in the boudoir, and the small flowers are dotted with sweet fragrance and fill the room.

Tang Yu's face softened. He stood in front of the closet and picked a red begonia flower-brown, which was bright and beautiful. She didn't like Mid-Autumn Festival, but it was a festive festival after all. Her father was forced to marry a second wife under the pressure of his grandmother and stayed for a single family. Over the years, her father's longing for his mother was actually even more serious than her, and she could no longer add to her father's sorrow.

Songfeng Hall in the front yard.

Jingning Hou Tang Muyuan sat on the chair of the Grand Master, smiling and meticulously meticulously asked him to recite a few poems about watching the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Brother Qi is nine years old and smart. After thinking for a while, he started to recite poems with a loud voice.

Rong sat on the side and saw that her husband refused to even look at her like this, so she rubbed the veil in her hand aggrievedly. Before she got married, she knew that Tang Muyuan and his original wife were very affectionate, so when she got married, she became filial to her mother-in-law and served her husband. Tang Muyuan had no love for her and also had some respect.

Rong thought her husband had begun to accept her and was secretly happy. Unexpectedly, after giving birth to her son, her husband became less diligent in her room. He forced him to do it several times, as if it was for the sake of the children. Rong then realized that she was really here to inherit the family line for them, and Tang Muyuan could not forget his first wife at all.

She was unhappy and saw that Tang Yu was getting more and more unhappy. She had been suppressing for a long time and was confused for a while and bullied Tang Yu once. Just once, Tang Muyuan completely turned his face to her and never went to her room again at night. She also hired a nanny to teach Tang Yu's housekeeper early. Tang Yu was only fourteen years old this year, but this was her second year as a housekeeper. Her dignified wife, and she had to pay the eldest daughter who was paid by her original wife.

Worried, regretful...

"Marty, Madam, the eldest girl is here." The little maid outside the door came to report.

Rong raised her head in a complicated mood and looked at the door of the main hall.

Tang Yu stepped in with a smile on his face.

The fourteen-year-old girl has a slightly taller figure than her peers and is slender and delicate. Under the white skirt, a pair of peach satin embroidered shoes appeared in a flash when she stepped into the door, and was covered by the long skirt in a flash. The lotus steps moved lightly, and she was dignified and delicate.

Looking at his appearance again, Rong couldn't help but pick up the soreness again, and glanced at his biological daughter Tang Lin sitting next to him.

Both of them are girls from the Tang family, Tang Yu can compare her Lin'er to a firefly under the moonlight. Her eyebrows are swept lightly, her skin is like jade, her eyes are shimmering, and when she is quiet, she looks as elegant as the moonlight. When she looks up, she seems to want to speak, as if there are countless words to say to you, which makes your eyes firmly fixed on her, and she can't bear to take it away for a moment.

She is beautiful and well-versed in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is deeply loved by the Queen Mother. Since when, she has been rumored to be the most noble girl in the capital.

"Dad, it's rare to celebrate the holiday, why are you trying to take Brother Qi again?" Tang Yu saluted to Rong. After the ceremony, he sat down at Tang Muyuan's head and waved to his younger brother with a smile, "Brother Qi is here for sister."

Brother Qi was kept in the front yard after a young age. Rong was not good at learning. Tang Muyuan went out early and came back late. Brother Qi went to ask the elder sister if he didn't understand anything about his homework. So the boy had a good relationship with the elder sister. Tang Yu also liked this smart and sensible younger brother very much, and did not treat Brother Qi harshly because of Rong.

"Go." The brother-in-law has a good relationship, and Tang Muyuan is the most pleased. He let his son go and ordered the maid to serve the meal.

The couple has a cold relationship, and the half-sisters have a bad relationship, so they eat very deserted.

Just after using it, the guest came. Wei Zhao, the prince of the Duke of Wei's Mansion, was also Tang Yu's cousin, and even more so, Tang Yu's childhood sweetheart.

Tang Yu was surprised and his face remained silent. He stood up and smiled and called out to his cousin when Wei Zhao walked in.

Wei Zhao was eighteen years old, tall and handsome, good at riding and shooting. He was young and had already become the imperial guard beside the young emperor. Seeing Tang Yu, Wei Zhao's black eyes were even more brilliant, and he intimately called her "cousin". It was Tang Lin, who was born by Rong, who became "cousin Lin", and showed her closeness and distantness.

Tang Lin bit her lip and glanced at her elder sister gloomyly.

Tang Yu had long noticed Tang Lin's little thoughts about Wei Zhao, but she didn't care. She knew that Wei Zhao had only her in her heart.

"Why did Zixing come here at this time? Didn't you accompany your mother to enjoy the moon?" Tang Muyuan liked this nephew very much and had long been regarded as his future son-in-law.

Wei Zhao glanced at Tang Yu and smiled and said, "My mother thought I was stupid and could not coax her, so she specially sent me to pick me up and sit with her. I wonder if my uncle would not be willing to let my cousin go? My mother said that she would return my cousin to you in one hour at most."

When Tang Yu heard this, he lowered his eyes. What kind of aunt asked her? It was clearly because he wanted to take her out for the lantern festival.

Of course, Tang Muyuan also understood that his nephew's tactful words were actually for Rong's listen.

"Yu'er, since your aunt misses you, just go over and sit down." Tang Muyuan advised according to his nephew's words, otherwise his daughter would stay at home and would not be in the mood to enjoy the moon when facing Rong. It would be better to go out and relax.

My father agreed, and Tang Yu wanted to go there, so he whispered to ask Huilan to pick up a cloak, which was a little cold at night.

A quarter of an hour later, Tang Yu and Wei Zhao left the Hou Mansion, Tang Yu was in a carriage, and Wei Zhao rode a horse.

There were few pedestrians on the street at night. Wei Zhao rode a horse near the car window and spoke to his heart through the curtain, "Did you eat mooncakes today?"

He had nothing to say, Tang Yu chuckled, "Why, my aunt didn't do it for you?"

"She made it not as delicious as her cousin." Wei Zhao said with a smile. Seeing that there was no one in front of him, he secretly lifted the curtain.

Tang Yu sat in the middle of the couch and saw the curtain lifted up, revealing Wei Zhao's handsome face. Tang Yu exclaimed him: "Be seen carefully."

"It's dark, who knows who we are?" Wei Zhao lowered his head and looked at her intently. His body bumped gently with the horse, a little funny and a bit like a scoundrel. Tang Yu was willing to indulge him in private. Now the carriage has not left the Chunxi Lane where the officials and nobles gathered. He glared at him and reached out to pull the curtain.

A man's low laughter came from outside.

Tang Yu took off the fish-shaped jade pendant he wore and looked at the lights in the car. The more he looked, the more he liked it.

This is Wei Zhao's birthday gift to her. She started giving it to her when she was seven years old. She changed a fish a year, and each one was exquisite and cute.

The carriage stopped at an alley entrance, Wei Zhao helped her get out of the car, and the two walked to the street in front to enjoy the lanterns.

Wei Zhao learned Kung Fu, but he didn't let his servants follow him, so he followed Tang Yu side by side. After walking for a while, his hands quietly stretched out to Tang Yu.

The customs of this dynasty are relatively open. Women can go out to play and enjoy the scenery everywhere, but they still have to avoid physical contact with men. Tang Yu likes Wei Zhao, but she always adheres to ethics and never makes frivolous moves. When she notices Wei Zhao's intentions, Tang Yu avoided two steps to the side and warned him seriously: "If you are not inappropriate, I will go back now."

The sneak attack failed, Wei Zhao smiled angrily: "No, don't be angry, go, let's go and see the lanterns."

He didn't want to disrespect his cousin, but he just liked it too much and couldn't help it.

He smiled brightly and flatteringly, Tang Yu's aura disappeared in an instant. Seeing that more and more people were in front of her, she covered her hood. Many girls on the road dressed like this, and the lights were dim. Even if they met an acquaintance, they could not recognize her easily.

Street lanterns are far inferior to those in the Marquis’ Mansion. They are worse than those in many varieties and are colorful and strange. Tang Yu is gradually attracted by the lanterns, and Wei Zhao stayed with her and helped her push away the passerby who almost ran into her several times.

"That's beautiful." Wei Zhao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pointed to the pavilion diagonally opposite and signaled Tang Yu to look.

Tang Yu was short and leaned against him before he saw the lantern, koi-shaped, with the fish body illuminated red by the candle inside, and the lantern line hooked the fish's mouth, as if he had just caught it from the sea of ​​lanterns.

Tang Yu fell in love with him at first sight.

The person who sold the lamp was a hunchbacked old man who had some effort to remove the koi lantern from the shelf, and it cost fifty copper coins.

Tang Yu was funny. This old man was really inauthentic. It was obvious that they were from wealthy families and deliberately raised the price.

Wei Zhao didn't care about fifty cents and threw it to the old man a piece of silver.

The old man smiled so hard that his back was almost straightened. He thanked him repeatedly, and he collected the silver first, and then handed over the koi lantern.

Wei Zhao reached out to take it, and someone next to him took the lead. Tang Yu kept staring at the lantern. Seeing that the lamp pole was suddenly snatched away by a slender and fair hand, she frowned and leaned over to look.

The lamp shop was not big, and the man who grabbed the lamp was standing two steps away from Wei Zhao, grabbing the lantern with his right hand and holding a four or five-year-old girl in his left hand. The girl leaned her back to them and leaned on the man's shoulder, blocking the man's face.

"Give me the lanterns back." Wei Zhao said with a calm face.

The man finally turned around, wearing a black robe, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a cold face. His eyes faintly swept across them, as if he was staring at them. He was obviously blind, but he could not feel disgusted, as if he was born to do this, and no one deserved to be taken seriously by him.

Tang Yu didn't recognize him, but when the girl turned slowly, she took a breath.

"Three Princess?"

The third princess is critically ill. I heard that she is almost out of the palace. How could she appear outside the palace? The man holding her...

An idea came to his mind. Before Tang Yu was shocked, Wei Zhao's face changed again and again, and he clenched his fists and knelt down, "I have seen the prince."

Song Qin seemed to have never heard of it, and no one snatched the lights from him, and he hugged his niece and prepared to leave.

"Uncle Emperor, the lantern belongs to my sister." The five-year-old third princess said softly, very well-behaved, but her little face was pale, which made people feel sad.

"Nannuan fell in love with it first." Song Qin held the lantern in his left hand and helped his niece pull his hat with his right hand.

The third princess shook her head and insisted that the emperor's uncle return the lantern to her sister, whom she likes very much.

"Three Princess, Sister Yu is an adult. If you don't play with lanterns, I just want to give it to you. How about it, do you like this?" Tang Yu endured the fear of the legendary ghost prince Song Qin, and endured the sourness of the third princess that there was no cure for the third princess. He walked over Wei Zhao and walked to Song Qin, and smiled and coaxed the third princess.

It turned out that Sister Yu bought the lanterns for her. The third princess smiled happily and nodded, "Thank you Sister Yu."

Tang Yu shook her little hand and was about to say goodbye, the third princess weakly invited her: "Sister Yu, go to the crane tower with us. Uncle Huang has booked the top floor, and the lights are so beautiful there."

Tang Yu wanted to accompany the poor girl, but she didn't want to deal with Song Qin. But before she could speak, someone suddenly pushed her waist. Tang Yu was stiff all over, lowered his eyes and saw a cold sword.

She looked at Song Qin in disbelief, the regent who killed without blinking.

"Let's go." Song Qin didn't look at her. Under the ghostly gaze of the old man selling lamps, he put away his long sword and hugged the third princess to take the lead.
Chapter completed!