Chapter 645: Mid-Autumn Reunion Day

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm also a married woman, and speaking of it, this is

just my natal family." Ming Xuan also laughed, "We two have the same disease.

Fortunately, we are thick-skinned and don't care what the brothers and sisters

say."

"My sister-in-law is gentle and considerate. I can't wait to treat you as an

ancestor. She would say nothing." Yun Dai said.

"What about me, your grandfather, your father, your mother, your two older

brothers, which one doesn't treat you as your ancestor?" Ming Xuan curled her

lips, "Compare all of my own."

Yun Dai picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and stuffed it into

her mouth: "I'll give you an extra piece and stop your mouth!"

The two talked and laughed after having dinner, then walked a few times in the

garden to digest, then went back to the house to wash and sleep.

Two days later, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

This is a reunion day, a big festival, and even the court will give officials

a holiday.

It stands to reason that the palace should pick Yundai back to the palace.

Even if you don't return to the palace, there should be something to come

over. But there was no news in the palace except for food and clothing from

the supervisor of the ceremony.

Zhao Yuanjing didn't even send anyone to ask.

It took Yundai three days to embroider a purse, which was sent to Zhao

Yuanjing.

She meant to apologize to him.

But Zhao Yuanjing didn't respond at all.

Forget Yundai.

She apologized twice, but people still ignored her. Is it going to be a third

time with her hot face and cold ass.

In the evening, the Hou Mansion had a reunion dinner. After the meal, the

Mingjing and Mingwei brothers were not too addicted. They invited a few

friends to have a drink and admire the moon, and chant poems to make the

right.

Because of the national funeral this year, no banquet was held in the palace,

and the princes and nobles all celebrated at home.

The Ming brothers invited King Yi as a guest.

Both Zhao Yuanhe and the Ming family brothers are close friends and often hang

out together. When Zhao Yuanhe was about to go out, he heard something happen,

so he asked his entourage to take a look.

The entourage saw King Qin sitting alone under the laurel tree in the

courtyard, drinking to the moon.

That back figure looked a bit lonely.

"It's Prince Qin," the entourage whispered, "I'm sitting there alone

drinking."

Zhao Yuan and Qingrun's faces showed a bit of pity: "The little emperor and

the father are brothers, and the father is dead, and the little emperor is

also sad. Besides, there is not even a caring person in his house who can

talk."

He walked slowly over and said with a smile: "Today is the reunion day, and

the little emperor is here to have a drink alone. Isn't it a shame that this

beautiful day is beautiful?"

Zhao Shu raised his eyes to look at him, and said indifferently: "There will

be Mid-Autumn Festival every year, and the moon will be full. What a pity. Are

you going out?"

"Yes, brothers from the Ming family invited me over to enjoy the moon." Zhao

Yuanhe smiled, "Surely Uncle Xiaohuang will go with me? There are more people

and more lively."

"Not going."

"My nephew should be my nephew, right?" Zhao Yuanhe insisted gently. "My

nephew is blind and cannot see the way forward."

He fumbled and stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Shu's arm, "Let's go, Uncle

Xiaohuang."

Zhao Shu was so troubled by him that he had to put down his hip flask, board

the carriage with him, and head to Zhongyonghou's Mansion.

Unexpectedly, the Ming brothers also invited this big man to greet him.

Zhao Shu waved his hand and said, "You don't care about this king, just treat

it as if it doesn't exist."

Having said that, who dares to really ignore him.

These sons and brothers love to stay together, recite poems and make poetry.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival with a good moon and full moon. They put out

melons and fruits in the garden, pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write poems

on the theme of the moon.