"Then what are you angry about?"

Upon hearing this, Nangong Mingzhu was suddenly stunned. His beautiful yet gloomy face seemed to freeze, and his expression flickered.

Is he... angry?

Is he angry?

Yeah, what is he angry about?

What is he angry about?

It seemed... he just felt deep down in his heart that he really wanted to protect Luo Tong and repay the kindness he showed her in his childhood, but he shouldn't do it in this way.

Most of the concubines in the harem were stuffed in from aristocratic families. He looked at them and saw that they were no different from the court officials, full of conspiracy and calculation. Their positions were no different from the official ranks, even the position of the queen was the same.

But what did Yue Liuyun say just now?

[If I complete my mission and leave, she will be yours by right...]

Queen? Wife?

She asked him to marry Luo Tong.

She will leave after completing her mission.

These words and this thought made him feel inexplicably angry and irritated.

He paused, silent. His translucent skin looked less pale under the light, his tall figure swayed, his thin lips pursed.

Seeing that he remained silent, Yue Liuyun began to carefully recall the plot of the book in her mind and made a reasonable guess: "If you think what she wants is freedom, then you can just let her go..."

Nangong Mingzhu laughed angrily, his glass-like eyes staring at her fiercely: "You are... very thoughtful."

"So, have you ever asked me what my wishes are?" With every word he spoke, the emotions in his eyes became deeper and deeper, as if sucking people in and captivating their hearts.

Yue Liuyun: “…”

Don't say it.

It seems there really isn't.

She thought he would agree.

Yue Liuyun rubbed his eyebrows and was about to say something, but he saw Nangong Mingzhu turned around and disappeared without a trace.

Yue Liuyun: “…”

-

This is the seventh day of the cold war between Nangong Mingzhu and Yue Liuyun.

No, to be precise, it was the seventh day that Nangong Mingzhu unilaterally ignored Yue Liuyun.

Yue Liuyun originally wanted to apologize, but every time he saw him, he looked so cold, as if someone owed him eight million, so he didn't want to say anything.

She was clearly thinking about him, but he didn't appreciate it.

Tsk, who doesn’t have a little temper?

Soon the day of the autumn banquet arrived.

The location is the same as in previous years, at the hunting ground.

On the morning of the Autumn Banquet, the sky was a clear, boundless blue. In the hunting grounds, colorful flags fluttered, and a clamor rose and fell. A grand banquet unfolded in the center. The Emperor and the Empress Dowager sat at the two main seats, while ministers, royal relatives, and concubines took their places one after another.

Yue Liuyun's attention was instantly drawn to the Queen Mother.

She was a slightly timid little girl.

Although she was wearing a lifeless dark red robe with patterns, and looked extremely noble, it could not hide her delicate and lovely eyebrows. Her eyebrows were curved like willow leaves, her eyes were shining like stars, her nose was straight, and her lips were red without any makeup.

Judging from her appearance and demeanor, she looks like a young lady who was born in a wealthy family and is cared for, living a carefree and innocent life.

The empress dowager in the original book was named Ye Zhaoxi. She was the young and beautiful concubine married by the late emperor, the old man Nangong Chunyi, when he was about to die. Due to the power of the imperial relatives, Empress Zhou, Concubine Xiao and other concubines were punished by the late emperor. In the end, some died and some were buried with the emperor's concubines. So the position of empress dowager fell on the newcomer Ye Zhaoxi.

...Of course, there is also the work of Nangong Mingzhu.

Because whether it was the queen, the imperial concubine or other concubines, they all had a grudge against Nangong Mingzhu and humiliated him when he was young, so he would not let any of them become the queen mother.

But in order to avoid giving others excuses, someone still needs to sit on the throne of the empress dowager.

Therefore, Ye Zhaoxi won by doing nothing and became the final champion of the palace fight in the previous session.

However, although it sounds lucky, it is not the case. Not only was she trapped in the palace all her life, she also died in a fire in the harem.

The original book only gave a few brief descriptions of her. Yue Liuyun knew that she was young, but he didn't expect her to be so young.

Calculating her age, she is about the same age as Yue Liuyun this year.

But Yue Liuyun had no psychological burden in calling a girl of her age "Mother Queen".

Ye Zhaoxi seemed to be very afraid of Nangong Mingzhu. Even when the emperor saluted her just now, she didn't dare to look directly at him. She was even so nervous that her hands were shaking, like a nervous little hamster.

...Okay, Yue Liuyun didn't want to scare her anymore, so he had to instruct Shi Xing beside him to let the autumn banquet officially begin.

"Have a - banquet -"

The first item is a talent show carefully prepared by the concubines in the harem and some interested young ladies from aristocratic families.

She remembered that she had reminded Qiu Shuangwan that the Autumn Banquet was a place of elegance and that weird things must not be presented.

Qiu Shuangwan agreed readily and said that she would make good preparations and would not bring shame to the team of time travelers.

The Autumn Banquet officially began with the sound of stringed instruments. Each concubine and young lady from aristocratic families wore exquisite makeup and looked radiant. They played the zither, danced, and recited poetry, each striving to showcase their talents, hoping to leave a lasting impression on the young emperor.

At the beginning, Yue Liuyun was very interested in admiring one beauty after another, but later he became a little aesthetically fatigued.

She was bored and dazed, her eyes inadvertently glancing at Nangong Mingzhu who was standing not far away with his hands behind his back and a cold expression.

He had a cold expression on his face, not even bothering to show his usual fake smile. His dark eyes were filled with frost, and he didn't blink, as if he was thinking about something.

Noticing Yue Liuyun's gaze, Nangong Mingzhu turned his head, their eyes met in the air for half a second, then he snorted coldly and turned his head away.

For some reason, even though he looked cold, Yue Liuyun felt inexplicably friendly and relaxed.

She thought with some pleasure in her heart.

He is so handsome, expressionless, and has a dignified and natural nobleness. He looks like one of those exquisite, beautiful and luxurious top-level figures, and it is custom-made one to one.

A lovable and charming villain.

It seemed that from this time on, Yue Liuyun could no longer associate him with the murderous, vicious and cruel villain in the book.

Would the villain be so cute as to get angry with her, have the cold war with her, and even ignore her when he's angry?

It doesn't seem so.

The villain would just cut her down.

Although Nangong Mingzhu had no way to chop her at all.

Yue Liuyun suppressed his smile.

At this moment, Luo Tong came on stage wearing a light blue long dress. The hem of the skirt fluttered gently with her steps. The sadness in her brows faded slightly, her figure was slimmer, and her temperament was elegant, fresh and natural.

Different from the beauty of other women, Luo Tong is like the lotus after the rain, making everyone present feel comfortable.

She whispered, "Your Majesty, I will play a song for you." Then she took a guqin from the maid, placed it gently on her lap, and began to play.

The sound of the zither was like the gurgling of a spring, like the wind blowing through a bamboo forest, and like the song of an oriole on a tree branch. Her fair and soft fingers danced lightly on the strings, a delightful sight, as if she were not playing the strings, but the human heart.

The sound of the zither accompanied her soft singing: "The cold wind dances lightly, and the yellow autumn leaves drift, like my own sorrow. I have wandered half my life in the mist and rain, and I look back on the long road home. Autumn is like the joy of ripening rice, but it also teaches us that life is full of busyness. The fragrance of the osmanthus fills the garden branches, and the elegant chrysanthemums bloom in the sky. The red maple leaves sink among the mountains and rivers, and the lake is like a mirror, untouched by the wind. Wait until the red plum blossoms cover the snow, and the bleak wind blows through the garden..."

Yue Liuyun listened to the piano music and the lyrics and couldn't help but nod slightly. He thought of her life experience and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. He was also moved by her tenacity.

As the piano music ended, everyone was stunned for a moment.

Then, exclamations erupted one after another. The concubines and young ladies from the noble families all cast glances at her with envy, jealousy, or even emotion, but she simply smiled slightly, bowed to the emperor, and retreated.

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