C27 The Moon Is Home Ming

Jing Xiaotong quietly looked out the window for a long time. She didn't even realize that she had sighed deeply.

There were many people on the road who were very lively. She suddenly remembered Yun Zihao's' Moon Sacrifice Codex 'and turned her head to look at him. "What is the Moon Sacrifice Codex?"

"It's August 15th, full moon." After Yun Zihao said these few words briefly, he did not say anymore. The Dunhuang Country would also be held during this one day of sacrifice, so he did not need to explain any further.

"So it's the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Jing Xiaotong looked gloomily out of the window, wondering if her grandfather and mother were also missing her. "From tonight, the white moon is the light of my homeland."

Jing Xiaotong no longer spoke and the carriage returned to its previous quiet state. When they arrived at the entrance of the palace, she jumped off the carriage and followed behind Yun Zihao into the palace.

Yun Zihao pulled her hand and let her walk beside him. Jing Xiaotong knew that the matters on the stage still had to be dealt with. She was in a bad mood and didn't care about him as she let him lead her forward.

Coming to this foreign world without any relatives, and even miserably marrying a husband whose heart didn't belong to her, bullying her all the time, the loneliness in her heart became even stronger. She had always been a child that attached herself to her parents, and she had never been strong.

Yun Zihao noticed her strangeness and thought that she missed home.

"Chenqie greets the crown prince and Crown Princess." A cheerful and mature woman's voice pulled Jing Xiaotong back to reality.

She realized that she and Yun Zihao had already entered the Royal Garden. The pavilion not far away was filled with men and women. The Queen looked in her direction with a kind expression.

The person who spoke was the First Prince's first wife. She wore a light yellow imperial concubine dress, and her smile was as warm as a big sister's.

"No need for formalities."

"Elder sister is too polite." This was Jing Xiaotong's voice.

"Little sister Crown Princess's mouth is so sweet. Crown Prince, you're so lucky to have married such a beautiful Crown Princess. It's a great match for you." The First Prince's consort laughed like a flower.

Then he turned to Jing Xiaotong and said, "Little sister Crown Princess, the Queen Mother is waiting for you over there. Quickly follow me over to meet the Queen Mother."

Jing Xiaotong followed her and Yun Zihao into the pavilion.

"Zi Hao greets mother."

"My daughter-in-law greets Imperial Mother, Imperial Mother Lucky."

"Come on, excuse me, Xuanji. Come and sit beside the Queen Mother." The Queen patted the seat beside her.

Jing Xiaotong then sat beside the empress happily. "Thank you, mother."

"Look at her little appearance, she looks just like a celestial daughter. My grandson will definitely be handsome in the future, hehe." It was obvious that the empress was in a good mood today.

"No matter how handsome a daughter-in-law is, she is not as pretty as one-third of my mother's looks. Look, even my mother's son is handsome and extraordinary." Jing Xiaotong held the Queen's arm intimately as she spoke. Being coquettish to her elders was one of her strengths.

She knew that Yun Zihao was her biological son and the empress had already praised her. How could she not hurry up and praise him?

Yun Zihao's mouth twitched. This girl was too clever. He didn't know if she was praising him or not.

The imperial concubines standing at the side looked at Jing Xiaotong holding the empress's arm with envy. She had the guts to do so, but she was the daughter-in-law of someone's son. The treatment she received was very different.

"This girl, did the honey on her mouth come?" "This little mouth of hers is so sweet."

The empress looked dotingly at Jing Xiaotong, who rested her head on Jing Xiaotong's arm. This was a tactic she had used to deal with her mother many times before.

Jing Xiaotong didn't know that the gazes of the surrounding women had the urge to pierce through her body. Before she came, they had used all sorts of methods but failed to achieve such a great honor. Crown Princess had stolen their credit the moment she arrived.

Jing Xiaotong secretly looked at Yun Zihao with provocation in her eyes.

"Are you used to living in Yun Country?"

"Mn, Yun Country people are pretty good, the scenery is also beautiful. I really like this place, from now on, Yun Country is my home, my daughter-in-law's favorite is my mother, she's much more gentle than my mother." Jing Xiaotong raised her head and said seriously.

"Hehe, you little girl, look for some nice words to say to make me happy."

"Muhou, there are also those who are unhappy." Jing Xiaotong pouted her lips and pretended to be wronged as she shook the empress's arm.

"Oh? "Who dares to make our Crown Princess unhappy? Tell us about it."

"It's your son. He bullies me. He even said that I'm ugly and always find my daughter-in-law's clothes ugly." Jing Xiaotong looked at Yun Zihao with a wronged expression.

Yun Zihao raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Xiaotong. He didn't understand what she was doing, so they looked at each other.

"Oh? "Yes, Crown Prince, you are in the wrong. Crown Princess's face can be considered a beauty capable of toppling empires, what else is there to be unhappy about? If she wasn't worthy enough to stand by your side, then no one would be worthy."

The Queen took it seriously, and said while looking at Yun Zihao.

"Zihao, you need to learn to be satisfied. Crown Princess has married thousands of miles away into the Yun Country, you must treat her well. The Queen Mother is still anxiously waiting to hug her grandson."

"Imperial Mother's teachings are correct. This son will listen to Imperial Mother's teachings." Yun Zihao said slowly with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

"..."

The special dining table in the garden was filled with all kinds of food: mooncakes, peanuts, sleeves, pomegranates, watermelons, various kinds of delicacies, pastries, and naturally, wine.

The emperor and empress were seated at the head of the table, while the princes and imperial concubines were seated on either side of the long table. Only princes and imperial concubines were qualified to participate, and the princesses and imperial grandsons sat at another table, while the imperial concubines sat at another table.

Yun Zihao and Jing Xiaotong sat facing each other next to the emperor and the empress respectively. The princes behind them sat down in order according to size.

This was probably an ancient party, Jing Xiaotong later heard from the First Prince's consort sitting next to her that this was what they did every August 15th.

Men and women aged twelve or thirteen could also climb the stairs or visit the moon in the atrium, making their own wishes. Men were willing to enter the palace of toads early, to climb the immortal laurels, and women were willing to appear as Chang'e and round as the moon.

The emperor and empress chatted about the affairs of the household in the dining room. It was extremely lively and amiable.

Jing Xiaotong also had a happy expression on her face. Her stomach was already protesting, but after the incident with Yun Zihao in the afternoon, when the emperor, empress and crown prince didn't touch their chopsticks, she absolutely couldn't touch them. Furthermore, throughout the whole table, everyone was chatting and laughing, and no one touched their chopsticks, so she could only swallow her saliva.

"Only when the bright moon appeared in the sky did the Emperor speak." Alright, let's stop joking around and start eating. "

"Royal Father, before we start eating, why don't we have some programs to add to the fun?" This was the voice of the Seventh Prince.

"Right, right. Why don't we use the Moon as the topic? How about we compose our own poems? Poetry is fine as well." Yun Ziyi, who sat at the back, also quickly said.

Ah, it's so troublesome even after a good meal. Jing Xiaotong's heart felt cold, hoping that she wouldn't be noticed by others so that she wouldn't get set on fire. No way, she had to lower her chances of being singled out for poetry, she said after thinking for a while.

"How about this, how about we play a game?"

Everyone turned to look at Jing Xiaotong.

"Oh? What game? " the Emperor asked, looking at her in bewilderment.

Royal Father, let's get a ball made out of silk. When the drumming starts, we will pass the ball in sequence, and once the drumming is done, whoever has the ball, will write a poem in the name of the moon, or a four-word idiom, and the next person to receive the ball will be led by the four-word idiom, and the next person will receive the four-word idiom.

It was much simpler for Jing Xiaotong to play idiom to catch a dragon than to write poems.

"Alright, as Crown Princess said, it sounds interesting." The emperor's candid voice sounded.