The queen is sober in the world, and she is winning every step of the palace fight.

"Yulang, is that you?"

As soon as Concubine Si opened her mouth, everyone was shocked again.

She actually called the emperor's name in public like that!

But Concubine Si herself seemed unaware of how presumptuous she was. With a hazy and misty smile on her face, she stood up softly, standing gracefully from the final posture of the dance.

He took a half step forward, but then retracted his foot.

He shook his head and sighed, "No, I took a step forward and you ran away again. Where can I find you again? I see you in my dreams every day, but every time I get close, you retreat quickly. Am I a man-eating tiger?"

She smiled slightly, and pleaded in a tone that was as soft as it could be:

"Yulang, please don't leave. If you leave, I'll wake up from my dream. I've tossed and turned sleeplessly in the Qiu Palace, and my pillow is still wet with tears. I don't want to wake up from another dream and only shed tears on an empty pillow. I'll step back. Look, I'll stay further away from you, okay? Please don't disappear, okay?"

She then took two or three steps back, her steps staggering a little, and her body seemed to be weak.

The astonished concubines finally realized that Concubine Si had probably drunk some wine and was drunk.

The moonlight reflected in her half-open eyes, and the light and shadow were blurred.

"Yulang, I'm going to sing another song for you, please listen."

Concubine Si gently spread out her wide sleeves and spoke gracefully.

—The Mid-Autumn moon shines brightly in Changxin Palace, and beneath Zhaoyang Palace, there are sounds of pounding clothes. The fine grass in Bailu Hall is etched with traces, and the red silk curtains are filled with overwhelming emotion.

—Silver candlelight shines coldly on the painting screen in autumn, a light silk fan flutters against fireflies. The night sky is as cool as water, I lie down to watch the Altair and Vega stars.

The singing technique is not very sophisticated, the bass is not gentle, and the treble is not soaring, but the lingering melancholy and affection are displayed vividly.

The low humming voice can naturally make people think of a beautiful woman who is alone in her empty room, looking at herself in the mirror and feeling sorry for herself.

While the concubines were astonished, some were moved by the singing and felt the same loneliness as the emperor who was waiting for his return.

The emperor was naturally deeply moved.

The most amazing scene appeared.

As Si Fei sang, points of light gradually lit up in the forest, like twinkling stars, swaying lightly and floating over, gathering around her little by little.

It is like Chang'e in the moon spreading her sleeves, with the brilliant stars following her.

Like a dream, strange and disorienting.

Soul-stealing and spirit-capturing.

In this magnificent dream, the young emperor suddenly let out a long sigh.

Take a few steps forward.

"Pearl!"

The name he called out left many people confused.

Fei Wan was standing not far from Concubine Shun and was keenly aware that Concubine Shun's body stiffened slightly, as if she was holding her breath.

"Yulang, don't come over here. I'm scared."

"I'm afraid if you move, it will disappear."

"This dream is so good, I just want to keep dreaming and never wake up."

"Always looking at you like this, very close to you."

Concubine Si followed the emperor forward, but instead took a step back. Her face showed an expression that seemed to be neither crying nor laughing, broken and resentful.

"Yulang, look, there are so many women behind you. They are all looking forward to seeing you. They will snatch you away and keep you away from me..."

"Oh, even in my dreams, I can't get rid of them."

"What are they doing in my dreams?"

"I will never be able to snatch..."

"Even if I'm the principal wife, the queen, I can't snatch it away..."

Drops of tears fell.

Her sorrow was touching.

The emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore, strode forward and grabbed Concubine Si's hand.

Pull her tight so she can't break free.

"Yulang! Don't move, I don't want to wake up from this dream! You hurt me... But I'm so happy, so happy, you're holding me tightly! Don't leave, hold me, okay? Hold me, Yulang, hold me!"

Concubine Si was trembling with fear at first, but finally she threw herself into the emperor's arms, hugged his waist tightly, as if she wanted to merge into his body.

She cried out.

I cried so hard that I couldn't speak.

Under the moonlight, in the osmanthus forest.

Fireflies are flying around, and the lovers are hugging each other tightly.

"Oh, this is so touching!"

The virtuous concubine's cold laugh was the first to break the silence in the room.

She straightened her back, walked forward proudly, and walked over to the two people hugging each other.

Her red lips curled up in a charming smile, but her gaze towards Si Fei was cold and sharp.

"Concubine Si plotted to murder the heir to the throne. Instead of reflecting on her mistakes in the Qingliang Palace, she went to the Shanglin Garden on the beautiful day of Mid-Autumn Festival to indulge in lustful dreams and sing some ridiculous palace songs, resenting His Majesty for not accompanying her.

Everything has a cause and effect. Isn't the fact that you are alone in an empty room today the retribution for the many sins you committed in the past?

You haven't seen His Majesty for just a few days, yet you're here crying, singing, pretending to be drunk, and talking nonsense. So, what about those sisters in the palace who have been unable to conceive because of you and who haven't seen His Majesty for half a year or a year? Don't they want to cry themselves to death?

And what about those royal heirs who haven't even seen the light of day? If they follow your lead and make trouble, won't the underworld be overturned? From now on, all the water in the underworld will be their tears instead of water!"

emperor:"……"

Si Fei: "..."

All the concubines: Your Majesty the Virtuous Concubine is good at speaking, so please say more.

Many concubines who had just sympathized with Concubine Si felt as if they had been slapped in the face and secretly regretted it.

you do not say!

Concubine Si brought this upon herself. As victims, why should we mourn with her for no reason?

It’s a pity that Concubine Si is so scheming that she uses the moonlight to create such an atmosphere and dream, which makes people unable to help but be led astray by her!

Fortunately, we have the virtuous concubine!

The emperor let go of Concubine Si and coughed lightly: "...Concubine Si, why are you here?"

His eyes were no longer full of affection, but rather a bit more scrutinizing.

The sharp gleam in his eyes made Si Fei's heart tremble.

"Your Majesty... Concubine Xian?" She looked at the Emperor, then at Concubine Xian beside her, then glanced at the crowd not far away, the confusion on her face growing deeper and deeper. "Is this... isn't this a dream? Where... am I?"

"Your Majesty! Why did you come here? It's so hard for us to find you!"

Suddenly, several palace maids and eunuchs came running over from the other side of the forest, holding cloaks and other items in their hands. The leading palace maid, Yidaochang, saluted the Emperor's Concubine Xian and quickly put the cloak on Concubine Si's shoulders.

"Your Highness was drinking alone in the palace, why did you suddenly come out? It's cold at night, please take care of yourself..."

Concubine Si took two steps back and put some distance between herself and the emperor.

He looked at the palace maid in astonishment.

Suddenly, she woke up as if from a dream and grasped the hand of the leading maid: "I, I am not dreaming, where is this?"

"It's Shanglinyuan, Madam. How come you've come such a long way alone..."

When Concubine Si heard this, she was shocked.

Suddenly he held his forehead.

Show pain.

"Shanglinyuan... I... I remember now. I drank some wine and felt a little dizzy. I think I fell asleep on the table... But how did I get here?"

It's like a person with a hangover who can't remember what he did.

Pretend, keep pretending. Concubine Xian sneered.