The woman's voice was a little hoarse, but it was not bad at all. It was the soft hoarseness, like the rustling sound of the spring breeze blowing through the leaves.

"Grandma, look..." A Yuan excitedly turned his pocket forward, "It's all delicious, and there are also, see who I brought you?"

He was about to introduce Meng Jiusi to her, but the ghost girl's eyes had already hit her face. Her pupils suddenly shrank, and a strange light that seemed to be surprised or surprised flashed. Soon, the light dimmed again.

She lowered her eyes and covered her emotions, and asked Ayuan, "Your Highness, who is this girl?"

A Yuan's eyes shone brightly, and a proud light: "This is what I told you about Dai Dai, she is very beautiful, right?"

The ghost girl nodded in agreement: "Well, she is indeed born very beautiful, very beautiful, just like..." She murmured without saying anything else, Fu Yifu said, "Xiaomin has seen Miss Dai Dai."

Meng Jiusi quickly returned the gift and smiled at her: "I've seen the grandma."

A Yuan was not afraid when he saw Meng Jiusi, and he smiled at the grandma. Somehow, he felt very relieved and hurriedly called out like a little master: "Daidai, if you don't hurry in and sit in, the grandma must be hungry."

"Um."

Walking to the table, A Yuanxing was about to squinting the things in her pocket and poured them on the table with annoyance. Meng Jiusi saw neatly arranged porcelain plates on the table, so he hurriedly reached out to take out the food from her pocket and put them in the plate.

A Yuan grinned and said, "Dai Dai, you are careful." After saying that, he stretched out his white fingers and pointed at the plate to introduce them one by one, "Grandma, this is lotus root cake, this is red jade cake, this is chestnut crisp, this... this is crystal dumpling..."

When he spoke, the ghost girl only looked at him quietly, with a soft light swaying in her eyes.

After A Yuan finished speaking, he asked Meng Jiusi again: "Daidai, are you hungry? If you are hungry, eat together."

Meng Jiusi smiled and shook her head: "I'm not hungry, please give it to the grandma."

"Grandma, you try this lotus root cake, it's still hot." As he spoke, he reached out to take a piece of pastry and handed it to the ghost girl.

The ghost girl took it with a smile, broke a small piece and put it in her mouth to taste it. A Yuan asked quickly, "Grandma, is it delicious?"

The ghost girl's voice was slightly choked: "It's delicious, delicious." As she said that, she broke a piece and handed it to A Yuan, her eyes were soft, "Your Highness, you can try it too."

A Yuan smiled and tasted it: "It's really delicious, it's even better than yesterday's." As he said that, he took another piece and handed it to Meng Jiusi, grinning, "Daidai, just try it, it's delicious."

His smile was clean and clear, and his crescent-like eyes were almost narrowed into a line, making people feel like they were about to melt for no reason. No wonder the ghost girl was so happy when she saw him. She also liked such a will.

But the ghost girl looked at him with a little more of something else. As for what it was, she couldn't say very clearly, but it was very soft and soft anyway.

It’s not good to wipe his good intentions anymore, she took it and took a bite. A sweet smell gradually spread from the tip of her tongue to her heart. She smiled and nodded, "Well, it’s really delicious."

After saying that, she subconsciously glanced at Gui Niang. Although she still couldn't see her face, she could feel her kindness from her eyes that were smiling and tearful, and smiled slightly at her.

At this moment, A Yuan took another piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. He ate too fast and splashed pastry from his mouth with a slap. Seeing this, the ghost girl quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it to his lips to feed him.

A Yuanru, the niu, drank all the water and swallowed the pastry in her mouth. The ghost girl took a veil and wiped the residue on the corner of her mouth, and said gentlely: "Your Highness, eat slowly and swallow it carefully."

A Yuan nodded with a red face.

Meng Jiusi didn't want to break such beauty, but she couldn't enter the palace just by wanting it. Moreover, she didn't like this cold four-sided sky very much. It's rare to have a comeback. If she didn't ask clearly this time, she didn't know which day she would have a chance. But Ah Yuan was there, how could she ask.

Just as he was thinking about how to speak, A Yuan suddenly stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly and said to the two of them: "That...Daidai... Grandma, I... am a little anxious. You two are talking first."

After saying that, she turned around and ran away. The atmosphere of laughter just now suddenly became quiet. Meng Jiusi turned her head to look at Gui Niang and found that her eyes were still on A Yuan's back, with gentle eyes as if she was looking at her own child.

A faint feeling surged in my heart. No matter how cold or dark the palace was, there was only the warm and itchy light in the hearts of the people, just like Ah Wan and Wen Xi.

She looked at this look and was stunned. It was not until the ghost girl came to her senses that she realized that it was very impolite to look at others like this.

Especially women with devastated appearances, they should not like being stared at like this.

She hurriedly withdrew her gaze. The ghost girl had already poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, her voice still gentle: "Miss Dai Dai, the tea here is very light, I hope you don't mind it."

Meng Jiusi smiled and said, "I won't mind." As he said that, he picked up the tea and took a few sips, looked at her again, took a deep breath, and asked with some difficulty, "Grandma, do you... know Jiang Bailian?"

I heard Jiang Bailian say that Gui Niang has a strange temperament, but when she saw her, she felt that it was not the case. Perhaps she had experienced too many sufferings that ordinary people could not bear, so she was so vigilant to outsiders.

At least, she treated Ayuan very gentle and could not tell at all that she was weird. She was just a strange girl to Gui Niang. She didn't know if her words would make her feel unhappy.

The ghost girl was slightly stunned, lowered her eyelids and remained silent for a while. From Meng Jiusi's perspective, she could clearly see that her long eyelashes were trembling slightly like folded butterflies, looking a little pitiful.

After a while, she raised her eyes and her eyes became calm. However, this calmness did not reach the bottom of her eyes. She couldn't hide the surging emotions deep in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and nodded "Yes".

Meng Jiusi asked immediately: "Then do you know... Xia Su'er?"

Her eyes trembled, she shook her head and said, "Who is Xia Ruier?"

Whether it was relaxed or lost, Meng Jiusi asked unwillingly: "Do you really don't know her?"

She shook her head firmly, and her lips hidden under the veil shook: "I don't know."

"Then where did the song you taught Jiang Bailian come from?"

She was silent for a moment, thought for a while and said, "...it was taught by a very beautiful girl."

"Who is that girl?"

"I don't know her, but her surname is Xia. We all call her Miss Xia. She looks very beautiful, she..." She looked at Meng Jiusi's face and was stunned, "It looks a bit similar to you."

Meng Jiusi didn't expect that she finally got the clue, and the clue was cut off so quickly. She asked in a disappointment: "When did she teach you again?"

The ghost girl frowned slightly between her eyebrows, as if she was recalling her memories. After recalling for a while, she slowly said: "About ten years ago, our tribe held a bonfire dinner. I don't know where Miss Xia came from. I only know that night, she sang a song that was amazing. Later, I went to ask her for advice, and she taught me generously."

“So that’s what it is…”

She didn't know if the ghost girl had concealed it. Even if it was concealed, she couldn't blame others. Everyone has their own secrets. Especially a woman like the ghost girl must be a woman with a story. She looked at her, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "That grandma, who are you...?"

“…”

This time, she fell into a complete silence.

Meng Jiusi knew that she was taking the liberty and was about to apologize, but heard A Yuan’s bright and childish voice sounding.

"Daidai, grandma, I'm back..."

Meng Jiusi could only stop the topic, because A Yuan joined the atmosphere became happy again, and everyone talked and laughed, but Meng Jiusi always had a vague feeling in her heart, and she felt that the ghost girl was filled with unspeakable pain.

Soon, the sky darkened, and Meng Jiusi saw that the banquet was about to begin, so she did not dare to delay any more, so she hurriedly said goodbye with A Yuan and left.

The whole room suddenly fell into death silence. The ghost girl sat dejectedly, staring blankly at the door of the house as if all her strength had been removed.

One drop, one drop, crystal tears wet the trembling eyelashes, and fell down like pearls, wetting the gauze covering the cheeks.

The more she cried, the harder she felt, and her whole body was trembling as if she would be broken by the strong wind anytime and anywhere.

I can't come back, but my sister Xun'er will never come back.

And she can't go back, she will never go back.

I can only stay in this world without humans or ghosts.

At the end of her crying, she suddenly wiped away the tears from her face. Her eyes were filled with terrifying hatred. Her teeth were chewing, and her ten fingers covered with stains were tightly held tightly, holding the joints straight and revealing a cold light.

Although she can't go back, she's back!

She didn't expect that she would come back.

......

As the sky darkened, the imperial garden was brightly lit, with fire trees and silver flowers everywhere, and eunuchs carrying long platters of vermilion lacquer back and forth were busy serving dishes and wine.

Although the cool breeze blows at night and the weather is not very hot, the eunuchs in the imperial kitchen are still sweating profusely.

Suddenly, a sharp singing sounded, and the emperor who was looking forward to it finally came.

"The emperor is here, the empress dowager is here!"

Emperor Rui'an and the Empress Dowager stood upright and moved forward steadily. Wherever they passed, a large area of ​​black kneeling down.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live, the Empress Dowager, thousand live, thousand live!"

Emperor Rui'an and the Empress Dowager were treated calmly and calmly. No one noticed that the smile in Emperor Rui'an's eyes was cold.

After receiving the ceremony, Emperor Rui'an took the initiative to come to Meng Qin and bent over to support him and said, "The Marquis of Dingguo fought bloody battles for me, made great achievements in Daqing's people, and protected the territory and the safety of the people. He is a rare loyal minister and general who protects the country!" As he said that, he wanted to help him up, "Meng Aiqing, hurry up and calm down."

Meng Qin stood up with gratitude, and Emperor Rui'an took his hand and wanted to invite him to sit down.

When Meng Qin saw that it was the main position in the middle, he dared not respect etiquette and law, and he was arbitrarily and refused humbly. The coldness in Emperor Rui'an's eyes subsided a little, and he felt that he had not taken the credit to lose his identity. He smiled and patted Meng Qin's hand and said some numb words, but did not force him again.

The emperor and the empress dowager sat high on the steps, looking down at everyone like a living being. On the left are Concubine Yin, Concubine De, and Princess Jingyang, and on the right are Concubine Shu, Concubine Xian, and Concubine Hui. They are dressed in colorful embroidery and dignified and luxurious.

Under the steps, there are also primary and secondary seats. In the middle, there are King Li, King Cheng, King Duan, King Li, King Zheng, etc., and several old princes.

Meng Qin was arranged to sit with a few civil servants of similar levels, next to King Li's seat.

These civil officials were all senior officials of the dynasty and had always looked down on military officials. Moreover, since the Tiangou Food Day, they seemed to have smelled unusual political trends and dared not show that they were too close to Meng Qin, so the table was a little deserted, and only Duke Xue, who was sitting next to Meng Qin, said a word or two to him from time to time.

In just one or two sentences, the civil officials almost stared at Duke Xue’s sieve holes, feeling that this person had neither a look nor accentuated nor accomplicated, nor had any brains.

Hua Tangde sneered in his heart and thought for a while. If they kept sitting like this, it would seem that their civil servants were not arrogant enough. So they made a forced smirk on their faces and said sarcastically: "General Meng is fighting hard outside, and he has made great contributions. Today's celebration banquet is still full of your blessing. Once the banquet is open, you have to drink a few more glasses!"

When Guo Ben heard him speak, he smiled and said, "Mr. Xuanping said very well. General Meng's contribution is hard-won. I wonder how long General Meng plans to stay in Changping after returning from triumphant this time?"

Meng Qin said indifferently: "The two are so generous, and the holy grace is so great. Meng Qin's achievements are all dependent on the emperor's great blessings and sympathy for the soldiers and the people. As for how long they stay, they all depend on the emperor's decision."

Today's celebration banquet was nominally set up for him, but in fact he didn't want to come, but not coming means resisting the order.

These days, he has been thinking about his whole life and it is indeed time to let go, but he has not yet considered what time to put it down. He is not only him, but also his wife, children, and brothers of Xuan Tiejun.

When he is present today, every move will definitely attract attention. Even if he makes a small mistake, a word or even an action will be infinitely magnified.

It was also a satirical idea. He never thought or despised these court struggles, but he was passively involved in the center of the court struggles. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.

Even if you die, you must die in the battlefield, rather than die in these dark power struggles.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help feeling sad.

When Hua Guo and the others heard his words, they felt that they had not touched the wrong place and felt very upset. Hua Tangde thought about it and was about to mention the matter of Tiangou Food Day. When he opened his mouth, Duke Xue smiled and rushed to ask in front of him, "Why don't you see Yongming coming today?"
Chapter completed!