Mid-Autumn Night Banquet
On August 15th, people are reunited, and the family often rejoices together.
The full moon in the sky reflects the blue sky, and the earth sits in a circle.
Empress Hui Zi Lanxin set the Mid-Autumn Festival feast in the Imperial Garden.
All kinds of sweet-scented osmanthus smell fragrant, and a jar of chrysanthemum wine is placed in front of the table.
The concubines sat chatting and socializing as usual at the banquet.
The warbler muttered, and the most outstanding and brilliant among the ring fish and thin swallows were the Concubine Xihua and the Jade Concubine.
A bright blue embroidered apricot flower is noble and dignified, a mast flower is not sent, a pair of pearl earrings, a pair of gilt butterflies are decorated with dots, a lotus flower is drawn between the eyebrows, and the emperor's eyes are like bright stars, occasionally looking at each other, his expression is a bit crimson.
Today's fair and splendid concubines have pearl hairpins, red jadeite ornaments, bright jade hanging their ears, green phoenix bracelets on their hands, red blooming rhododendrons on their eyebrows, delicate red lips, light Yao eyes, and white snow on their skin. Dressed in dark purple clothes, embroidered with silver chrysanthemum, the flowers are still blooming, and the chrysanthemum is placed at the foot of the table. The fragrance emitted by the flowers is like a Tsinghua woman in thousands of chrysanthemums, and the flowers are grand (try to avoid adding a punctuation mark in the mosaic).
The king of Guojun took a second look and couldn't help but envy the emperor a bit. It was strange that everyone wanted to be the emperor, but when he turned his eyes, he saw Zhen Huan laughing with the palace girl in the corner. This is also a rare beauty, although it is not as good as the royal concubine and the jade concubine. After drinking a glass of wine, the chrysanthemum is sweet and does not lose the spicy taste of the wine. When it enters the throat, it has passed through the intestines, and he poses a dashing and romantic appearance to communicate with the royal family members and princes and ministers present.
"The Jade Concubine's Empress Fu'an, the minister's wife, Prince Fu Jin."
A Fujin formal dress, the appearance is weak and beautiful, the elegant pear flower between the eyebrows is attractive, and the woman with a slender figure like a willow smiles, and the bent eyebrows make people unconsciously feel better.
An Lingrong raised an alienated and polite smile and replied:
"Fujin is polite."
"The lotus flower on your forehead is so beautiful."
Prince Fujin praised.
An Lingrong was a little shy and concealed:
"Fu Jin is joking, the pear flowers on Fu Jin's forehead are as real as life, very beautiful and moving."
Prince Fujin stroked Pear Blossom on his forehead, bowed his head and smiled shyly:
"Empress is joking, the lady's pear flower is comparable to your lotus flower."
Concubine Hui and Xia Dongchun, who were going to the banquet with wedge hands, walked towards the two of them. After saluting to each other, Concubine Hui, who was wearing a jade bead peacock hairpin, smiled and asked:
"What did my sister talk to Fu Jin about, so happy?"
An Lingrong pushed the rose mooncake placed on the table to Xia Dongchun and replied:
"I'm talking about whether pear flower makeup is better or lotus makeup. Sister can refer to it for details."
Concubine Hui looked at the makeup between the two's eyebrows, covered her white and smooth forehead and said:
"Each has its own beauty, but I don't know when brow makeup was so popular."
Xia Dongchun tasted the rose moon cake, the sweetness of roses filled the taste buds, and when he heard the words, he joked:
"This rose-flavored mooncake is the most beautiful."
Duke Fujin, the prince of Dun, viewed her love to eat Han straight and echoed:
"Eating is the most basic thing in this world, what the noble man said is true."
Some people praised their sisters, An Lingrong couldn't help but look at Prince Fujin again, but just happened to receive the other party's line of sight, and in an instant a close friend appeared spontaneously.
Seeing this, Concubine Hui thought slightly in her heart:
Both of them are women who are spoiled by their husbands. They should be jealous, but they don't feel it at all. There is still some happiness.
"Your Majesty, the concubine salutes you."
Concubine Xihua raised her glass with a clever smile.
The empress frowned at the same time, slightly dissatisfied with the self-proclaimed concubine.
The concubine was the only one who could claim to be the queen in front of the emperor. The queen smiled solemnly and generously again. There was a meritorious Nian Tongyao in the previous dynasty, and the concubine had someone to rely on. On the contrary, she only knew about pleasure as a son of the Uranara family, but it was just a name, and she endured it.
It was not easy to lose face in front of the concubine, so the emperor raised a glass and drank with the concubine.
The smell of wine entered her throat, and the concubine looked at the man in the bright yellow dragon robe with a hint of nostalgia in her eyes. No matter how disheartened, she was also in love with her heart.
A group of eunuchs came to the feast and distributed all the delicacies in their hands to each table supplemented with exquisite tablecloths.
The last one is Jade Cage Moon, made with green vegetables and Lingbai.
Concubine Xihua pointed, and the little eunuch beside him tried the food, and after it was sure that it was correct, he brought it to the front of the Concubine Xihua.
With ivory chopsticks and vegetables, the entrance was sour and about to burst. Concubine Xihua suddenly vomited violently:
"What's the matter, is this dish sour?"
Ming Cha jumped her feet anxiously:
"Hurry up, bring the spittoon, the empress can't eat it sour."
He caught another maid and ordered:
"You go to the imperial hospital and invite a imperial doctor to come, don't be slow, go quickly."
"Yes -"
The banquet was disrupted, and the queen still smiled:
"Your Concubine is slightly unwell, so you should go to the back hall to rest. The imperial physician will take a look, and this palace will be relieved."
Concubine Xihua wanted to smile apologetically, but she couldn't help but vomit:
"Vomit -"
The emperor closed his eyes slightly and said with relief:
"It's good for the concubine to rest. You must take care of your body. I will see the concubine some time."
"Vomit -"
What answered him was the lady's distressed vomiting.
The banquet did not stop because of the vomiting of Concubine Xihua, and the guests laughed at it. It is normal for pregnant women to vomit, and they must be a healthy little prince if they vomit so fiercely.