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Volume 2: Uncle Qin Mansion Chapter 216: Moon Worship Ceremony (1)

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    Yang Xiao stared at the angry Yang Yong blankly, and an inexplicable sadness suddenly surged in his heart. Yang Yong was old after all, and his constant anger was just to cover up his inner fear.  The laws of the Sui Dynasty and the dangers of Mingyang Palace made him uneasy, making it difficult for him to make a choice, but he had to make a choice.

    At this moment, it seems to him that the person who is embarrassing him is probably not Meng Yao, but himself.

    Then one can imagine the resentment towards oneself

    After thinking about this, Yang Xiao sighed secretly, and the thought of discussing with him in the past was no longer in his heart.

    "Sister Qing'er," Yang Xiao said softly to Qing'er who was supporting her, "Let's go." He turned around and walked out of the hall, dragging his legs like lead water.

    "Okay, okay," Yang Yong became furious and shouted, "If you walk out of this Renshou Hall, don't come back again"

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    The silver glow spreads on the ground.

    Outside Luoyang City, a carriage was driving towards Faming Temple.

    In the swaying car, Yang Xiaowu, who looked pale, leaned against the bumpy car wall and closed his eyes in reverie.

    Qing'er, dressed in plain clothes, lay beside her as softly and tiredly as a kitten.

    The lights of the city gradually faded away along with the bumpy carriage, and the noisy sounds slowly faded into the hazy night.

    Suddenly, a sigh came out of Qing'er's little mouth.

    Yang Xiao opened his eyes, looked at the flowery face in front of him, and couldn't help but smile: "Why are you sighing?"

    "I'm worried about Master, and - I'm also worried about the old emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince," Qing'er said quietly, turning her bright eyes.

    "What are you afraid of?"

    "I know you are right." Qing'er suddenly sat upright, her eyes as bright as stars staring at Yang Xiao closely, "If - if it is true, then - then Master, she -"

    Yang Xiao laughed in surprise: "Since you said I was right, but in the end you used if, this - isn't this a contradiction?"

    "But why can't General Chen find it?" Qing'er asked puzzledly, "So many people can't find a tunnel?"

    "Alas -" Yang Xiao shook his head impatiently and sighed deeply, "This can only be said to be the depth of Meng Yao's plans and the details of his dealings."

    "Is she really that powerful?"

    Yang Xiao closed his eyes and nodded slowly. Bits and pieces of his interactions with Meng Yao could not help but reappear in his mind.

    Whether it was from the secret room in Qiliyuan or to the stone house under Caobang, Meng Yao made every step carefully calculated, and even if he occasionally miscalculated, he would make up for it as soon as possible.

    How could I meet such a smart and evil creature?  I don¡¯t know how much of what she said to me and what she did to me is true?  Yang Xiao thought about it and fell asleep unconsciously.

    This time he didn¡¯t have any more dreams, he fell into a solid sleep. When he woke up again, the carriage had already stopped.

    Opening his eyes and looking at Qing'er's anxious eyes, Yang Xiao felt warmly moved in his heart and couldn't help but softly said: "Qing'er, where are we?"

    "Faming Temple"

    Yang Xiao struggled to sit up straight and said, "Then why didn't you wake me up?"

    "You are still seriously injured. Sleeping a little longer will be of great benefit to your health." Qing'er took a slight breath, then blinked her smart eyes and said in a hissing voice.

    Although it was nighttime, the dim starlight shone through the car window, and Yang Xiao could vaguely see the crystal tears in the corners of Qing'er's eyes, knowing that she was caring about her body.

    "Qing'er, don't worry about me." Yang Xiao stretched out his thumb and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Qing'er's eyes, and said softly, "Monk Hua's life is very hard, and it's not easy to die."

    It¡¯s better not to say this. Once she said it, Qing¡¯er¡¯s tears couldn¡¯t stop falling like broken pearls.

    The tears made Yang Xiao panic. He quickly rubbed Qing'er's body and said anxiously: "Qing'er, don't cry, don't cry. Be good and tell Monk Hua if he was dishonest when I was sleeping."

    Qing'er's delicate body trembled slightly, she didn't answer but just shook her head, sobbing constantly, as if she was infinitely sad.

    "Why is that?" Yang Xiao was quite puzzled. He had never seen Qing'er cry like this during those difficult days in Luo Canyon.

    ¡°Tell Monk Hua, did something happen again when I was sleeping just now?¡± Yang Xiao¡¯s mind was shocked when he said this, and he quickly helped Qing¡¯er¡¯s delicate body.He said, "Did something happen to your master? The Yin Yang Palace exploded?"

    Qing'er's eyes were filled with tears and she choked with sobs: "Hua - Monk, no, it's just that I thought of sad things -"

    "That's good, that's good." Yang Xiao let out a long breath, then gently pinched Qing'er's tearful pretty face and said with a smile, "Don't cry anymore. We are all little kittens now. It's all over. Let's go."  Go back to the temple, I haven't seen what the Moon Worship Festival is about, we have been here too." As he said this, he took Qing'er's hand and opened the sedan curtain to climb out.

    At this moment, Yang Xiao suddenly felt a trance, and then his ears roared like thousands of horses galloping. In the end, he only heard a roar, and a blank flashed in his eyes, and then he knew nothing.

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    The 39-gun salute finally rose into the sky in Mingyangdian Square.

    The annual Royal Shrine Ceremony is finally here. For the people of the Sui Dynasty in Luoyang, this year's Moon Worship Ceremony is not much different from previous years, except that the time is slightly delayed.

    However, it has a completely different meaning for the civil and military officials of the Sui Dynasty. Now that King Long has been defeated, the crown prince is on his throne.  These civil and military officials who supported King Long will finally end their days of being imprisoned and fearful. After tonight, they will live the "powerful" life of the past again.  This kind of joy and praise that was lost and found has undoubtedly added a lot of flattery to this unusual moon worship festival.

    The moon slowly rose into the sky amid sparse thick clouds.

    Because of the auspicious time, the ceremonial officials of the Sui Dynasty were already very busy.

    The old emperor Yang Yong, the prince Yang Cheng and a large number of harem concubines were all sitting on the high platform of Mingyang Palace, looking down at the heads in front of the palace and the civil and military officials who were filled with joy.

    A harmonious court is the hope for the resurgence of the Sui Dynasty. Now that the foundation has been laid, he will be regarded as the prince next. When the old emperor thought of this, he couldn't help but think of that stubborn bald head.  The Imperial family of the Sui Dynasty was not prosperous, and today's Moon Worship Festival was expected to be a happy one, but unexpectedly, two evil men appeared

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