Thousand Miles of Bright Moonlight

Li Zhongqian had a sweet night's sleep, and when he woke up, he was dark in the room.

The Luo tent hangs low and the light is dim.

There was a light rustling of clothes and skirts in the darkness, and a slender figure sat cross-legged in front of him, with his hands on his chin, and the corners of his mouth slightly cocked, staring attentively at the scent box on the dwarf.

It was a mussel shell incense box inlaid with gold chiseled flowers, phoenix and bird patterns. The lid was half open, faintly revealing strands of light blue light.

The little lady looked attentively and couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently flick open the lid.

Suddenly, a soft halo poured out like water, illuminating a room, bright like a candle.

The original incense box contained a luminous wall of Fulin Country, which was round and jade-like and was as big as a pigeon egg.

Li Zhongqian sat up and rubbed his shoulders.

"Like it?"

He asked with a smile, a bit of contentment on his face.

Ye Guangbi was also called Mingyuezhu. When he saw this bead, he immediately thought of his younger sister. Her nickname was Mingyuenu, whom Xie Wuliang took.

Li Yaoying smiled and nodded, her eyelashes black and thick: "I like it."

Jewelry and jade are common, but the rare thing is that this moon pearl is round in color and beautiful in shape.

The shimmering light reflected on her snow-white face, which was originally very colorful, and the hazy pearly light was set off, and the eyebrows were picturesque, feminine and charming.

Li Zhongqian was startled, as if waking up from a big dream, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Yaoying carefully.

Yaoying is afraid of heat, she wears a crown of peony and biluo, her brows are green, her lips are springy, she wears a light-colored veil that is as thin as a cicada's wings, and she wears a five-color clip underneath. A long dress with eight wisps of gold, with a white embroidered silver woven scarf with flowers and birds, with thin eyebrows, one-inch horizontal waves, and one hand resting on the short table, sitting there with a smile.

She has always been like this in private, lazy and casual, able to sit and never stand, relying on what she can never sit down honestly, her posture is carefree, without the dignity and dignity of a noble lady.

Li Zhongqian reminded her several times.

Yaoying was very well-behaved, and promised to change again and again. After a while, she quietly changed her kneeling posture, either rudely crossing her legs, or simply leaning back on the Pingji to be lazy.

Saying a few words about her, she smiled carelessly, sat down on her knees, and soon returned to her old habits.

Li Zhongqian spoiled Yaoying and didn't care much about her.

She is his sister, so she doesn't need to suppress her nature.

In his eyes, Yaoying was still an innocent and charming child, following him tremblingly, asking him to take her to the court to pick ripe plums.

At this moment, Li Zhongqian looked at Yaoying who was bathed in pearly light, and suddenly realized: Before he knew it, his sister had grown up a long time ago.

She is still careless, sitting cross-legged, but not vulgar at all. Gu Panjian has a right, uncomparable dynamic rhyme.

The face is clear and beautiful, and the bearing is pure and noble, but the bones reveal the enchanting and charming.

In addition, the youth is just right, the complexion is fresh, there is no need to make up, just bend the eyebrows slightly, and smile, can make half of the floating children in Beijing feel crisp.

Li Zhongqian frowned slightly, and suddenly thought of Xue Wunian's poems.

The state is rich and elegant, and the texture is delicate and even.

It really should have interrupted Xue Wu's other leg!

Li Zhongqian's eyes darkened slightly, and the evil fire burst into his heart.

Since he was a teenager, he has been arrogant and wandering around, knowing what kind of woman makes men the most obsessed, and also knows what Xue Wu's group of people is thinking.

Yaoying glanced at Li Zhongqian inexplicably, and asked with concern: "Brother, are you having a headache?"

Li Zhongqian murmured vaguely.

Yaoying patted his arm lightly: "Let you drink less, you never listen!"

She raised her voice and called Chunru's name.

The lady of the palace opened the tent and brought a hot towel to serve Li Zhongqian to freshen up, and light up the gilt lantern trees in the four corners of the house one by one.

Yaoying carefully put away the luminous wall, and ordered the palace to pass the meal.

She had already eaten, and wanted to ask Li Zhongqian to get up and have a meal together. Seeing that his brows were frowning in his dream, as if he was very tired, she didn't call him.

The soup had been hot on the stove, and the mutton was stewed very badly. Li Zhongqian ate two bowls in silence and asked about Deva Munda.

Yaoying had already thought about it before, and didn't talk to him about the Brahman's Immortal Medicine. He only said that Divas Munda could not cure Xie Guifei's madness.

Li Zhongqian didn't ask much, and then asked, "Did he diagnose your pulse? What did he say?"

Yaoying smiled and said: "The mage said that I was born weak, but the day after tomorrow I was properly recuperated, and I continued to exercise all the time. There is nothing serious about it."

When Concubine Xie was sane, she guarded her and took care of her intricately.

She is always clean and fresh.

Later, Li Zhongqian took her to take care of her and searched for famous doctors for her. As long as the doctor prescribes a prescription, no matter how weird the prescription is and how many expensive and rare medicinal materials are needed, he will find a way to collect it and let the doctor prepare a pill for her to take.

She was taken care of very well, and her body was much stronger than when she was a child. She can run, jump, ride a horse, and move faster.

Li Zhongqian was not relieved, and asked people to fetch the prescription left by Deva Munda, and sit in front of the lamp to take a closer look.

Those were just a few recipes for Wenbu conditioning, he read them one by one and nodded.

"Mingyue Slave, come here."

Li Zhongqian sent away the palace man, motioned Yaoying to sit in front of him, and solemnly said: "I talked with Zheng Xianggong last night and booked a marriage for you."

Yaoying was stunned for a long time, unable to laugh or cry.

Is this too urgent?

Li Zhongqian is very stubborn in some respects and insists on finding a proper marriage for her.

She had told him earlier that she was still young and didn't want to marry.

With a knife hanging over her head, she really didn't want to talk about marriage.

However, Li Zhongqian's attitude was very resolute.

He mentioned this before the expedition, but she did not agree.

Yaoying thought for a while, still insisting on her decision: "Brother, let's talk about it in two years."

She hasn't found out the truth about the Tang family's anger and suicide. She hasn't found the gangster who poisoned Concubine Xie to go mad.

Li Zhongqian raised his hand and rubbed Yaoying's head: "Don't be afraid, just make an appointment first, and then discuss it after you get married. Zheng Jia Saburo is a prostitute, with good character, good looks, friendly, and he has read poetry, books and classics since childhood. The system is all memorized by heart, although I have only taken a slack at Hongtong Temple now, I will definitely be promoted soon."

Is it really Zheng Jing?

Yaoying stayed for a while.

After leaving Pingkangfang, Xie Qing calmly told her that the young man who escaped by climbing the window in embarrassment was Zheng Jia Saburo.

Yaoying didn’t remember Zheng Jing’s appearance. She didn’t recognize it at all. She just treated her as a scholar who was visiting the fireworks area for the first time. He heard the noise of people outside the wine shop. , Just fell in front of her.

Yaoying couldn't help but smile when Zheng Jing looked ashamed and embarrassed at that time.

Who could have imagined that the shy and mediocre Zheng Jing would go on to become the Zaifu of Quan Qing for a while, brave enough to hold the wat board to draw the little emperor's mouth?

She was leaning against her, laughing so much that the candlelights in the room seemed to light up in an instant.

Li Zhongqian frowned immediately: "What are you laughing at?"

Yaoying waved her hand in a perfunctory tone: "It's nothing."

Li Zhongqian's narrow and long phoenix eyes picked up slightly, and suddenly deceived him, grabbed her shoulders, and hurriedly asked: "Xiao Qi, have you met Zheng Jing? What did he say to you? What are you laughing at? "

Yaoying smiled without saying a word, her cheeks were slightly flushed.

She dared not tell him what happened to Zheng Jing visiting the brothel, otherwise, what should he do if he hammered Zheng Jing to death in a fit of anger?

Li Zhongqian's face was gloomy, thinking of a possibility, undercurrents raged in his eyes.

"Do you like Zheng Jing?"

Seeing her like this, does it mean that she has an affair with Zheng Jing?

Yaoying was taken aback, and quickly explained: "I have only met him a few times..."

Li Zhongqian's voice chilled: "So, did you meet him? How many times did you meet? What did Zheng San say to you?"

Yaoying couldn't help but give him a blank look, put her smile away, and pushed him away: "I have seen it several times, but I didn't speak."

He has made his own decision to settle the relationship, and what else does he care about?

She hasn't lost her temper yet, why is he crazy?

Li Zhongqian was silent for a while, knowing that he had overreacted, and let go of his hand angrily.

He sighed and stretched out his hand to help Yaoying tidy up the scarf that had slipped from her shoulders, acting cautiously and flatteringly.

Yaoying snorted with a stern face, and took away the scarf from him.

Li Zhongqian smiled bitterly, holding on to the scarf tightly, his voice strenuous: "Xiao Qi, remember, don't be like A Niang..."

Don't impulsively give all of your sincerity for the throbbing moments of your youth. Moths will rush to the fire in exchange for nothing.

Even if you like someone, you must protect yourself, be selfish and cool.

Don't fall in foolishly.

Yaoying was startled.

Li Zhongqian smiled and did not continue.

In fact, he doesn't need to be so nervous, Xiao Qi has never been like Concubine Xie.

But he still couldn't help but worry.

Yaoying sighed and gently held Li Zhongqian's stiff hand.

"Brother, don't worry."

She suddenly understood why Li Zhongqian had been reluctant to marry a wife.

He seems careless, but he is actually sensitive.

When he was born, Li De and Concubine Xie were the most beloved. He witnessed the dispute between the Tang family and Concubine Xie, and witnessed Concubine Xie’s soberness from dreams, disappointment and death, and witnessed the prosperity of the Xie family. To annihilation.

After so much, he doesn't care about anything anymore.

…

The brothers and sisters had a little awkwardness, and Li Zhongqian knew that he was wrong, and promised Yaoying not to mention the Zheng family first.

Yaoying breathed a sigh of relief.

Since knowing that she is Li Xuanzhen’s younger sister, she has observed carefully and found that something is the same as she knew: Tang died before she was born. After Li De became the queen, all the Li family princesses have no titles. Du Zhu Luyun has the title of Fukang, and Li Xuanzhen and Zhu Luyun are really entangled.

But some things are different: for example, Li De was proclaimed emperor two years earlier than his previous life. In this life, he has three more sons and two more daughters...

Yaoying herself is also a variable.

Now she just wants to find out the entanglement between the Tang family and Concubine Xie.

…

East Palace.

Li Xuanzhen stayed up all night and returned to the East Palace. The attendant reported that the princess Zheng Biyu had waited until midnight last night.

He rubbed his eyebrows, knowing that Zheng Biyu must have prepared a word of advice. He didn't want to go and listen to his wife's lesson, so he turned to the study.

Wei Ming sorted out the reports from this period of time and asked Li Xuanzhen to look through it.

Li Xuanzhen glanced at ten lines, saw half of it, frowned, "What's the matter with Du Sinan?"

Du Sinan is a rare talent. He asked the ministers of the Eastern Palace to find a way to recruit Du Sinan. It has been a few months, why there is no news at all?

Wei Ming replied blankly: "His Royal Highness, it is said in Beijing that Du Sinan has already served as the second prince."

Li Xuanzhen smiled: "Du Sinan will not serve Li Zhongqian and send someone to invite him..."

He thought for a moment.

"No, don't send anyone, I will invite him personally to show solemnity."

Wei Ming's eyebrows jumped, and his face was distressed: "His Royal Highness, Du Sinan may not have served as the second prince... But there is still a rumor in Beijing... It is about the seventh princess."

Li Xuanzhen did not speak.

Wei Ming glanced at him, and then said: "It is said that the seventh princess admires Du Sinan's talents and visits every other day. Du Sinan is flattered and has fallen under the pomegranate skirt of the seventh princess."

Li Xuanzhen raised her eyes slowly, her eyes were long and thin, and her innermost essence was clear.

Wei Ming said: "His Royal Highness, if Du Sinan really becomes a minister under the skirt of the Seventh Princess, it must be a serious worry, and this person will not be able to stay."

Li Xuanzhen asked faintly: "The news is true?"

Wei Ming nodded.

Li Xuanzhen didn't say anything, she lowered her head and continued to read the document.

Wei Ming was not in a hurry, and bowed back out of the screen.

After a while, he saw Li Xuanzhen summon the dark guard.

A flat command came from the quiet study: "Kill."

In a single word, it's horrible.

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Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: ECHO Gao Ximo Zhaoyu, the mousse-flavored little fairy