Zheng Yuheng was waiting at the stone table in Jinfang Garden.
　　Xuan Duzhi accompanied him. At first, he told a lot of jokes and interesting stories, such as family reunion and sharing the beauty of the moon from afar. Later, because he had to take care of the affairs of the rear province and missed the young eunuchs who entered the inner palace, Zheng Yuheng asked him to go back first. Xuan Jingyun
　　left the two eunuchs beside him and returned to the rear province to have fun with his apprentice.
　　On an autumn night, the bright moon covered the red walls and green tiles.
　　Jinfang Garden was planted with newly transplanted trees, flowers and plants of various colors. The most blooming one in front of him was a field of golden chrysanthemums, which were fresh and beautiful.
　　He was wearing thin clothes and felt a little cold. He lowered his eyes and fiddled with the empty wine glass. The night was long and lonely.
　　The two young eunuchs serving beside him suddenly said, "Master Zheng..."
　　Before they could finish their words, they were blocked. Zheng Yuheng looked up and saw the dark gold embroidery on the dark black dress. The embroidery was exquisite and complex, and a warm fragrance wafted out from her sleeves.
　　Dong Lingjiu pulled him up with one hand.
　　"Madam," Zheng Yuheng called out, and saw that there was no other attendant behind her except Ruixue. "Is the palace banquet over?"
　　Dong Lingjiu said, "I can't hold my liquor, so I'm leaving."
　　As she spoke, her fingers slid down, grabbed Zheng Yuheng's wrist, and led him to the other side.
　　This was not the way back to the Cining Palace. In the past, she would have been surrounded by at least thirty people, and there would be elite Qilin Guards to protect the precious body of the empress. But at this time, the empress dowager actually dismissed everyone who followed the emperor outside the Jinfang Garden.
　　Zheng Yuheng was held by her wrist and followed Dong Lingjiu's figure, all the way to a corner of the Jinfang Garden - there was a three-story wooden building in the garden, which was once used to store books on flower cultivation, but later it was idle.
　　Although it has been unused, people are arranged to clean the small building from time to time. It is spotless and dust-free. There is a plaque in front of the building with old words on it.
　　Dong Lingjiu's phoenix shoes stepped onto the stairs of the wooden building.
　　Beside her, Aunt Ruixue was holding a glass lotus lantern, holding the Queen Mother's arm, staring at the ground, and said to Master Zheng: "The Queen Mother has let the young masters in the harem quarrel for a long time. She can't understand the "false cases" between them, so she left first."
　　Dong Lingjiu said: "Why didn't you say in front of him that I missed him? Wasn't your mouth very sharp just now?"
　　Li Ruixue said: "This won't do. If Master Zheng hears it, he will rely on his favor again. And if I am arrogant and have no rules in my heart, and if I cause any trouble again, Yue Wan will point fingers at me and find fault with me. "
　　Dong Lingjiu smiled knowingly and said, "Yuheng, she has two faces as a female minister."
　　Zheng Yuheng was a little dazed by the words "I miss him". His heart was beating fast, and his eyes fell on the back of her hand seriously, and he said softly, "I..."
　　This feeling of missing him was on the tip of his tongue, lingering and sad, and it was a little hard to say.
　　The threshold of young people is different. Dong Lingjiu can mention it casually, and he is open-minded, sincere and has no grudges, but for Zheng Yuheng, this is a "breakthrough", a sacrifice of true heart, and there is no way not to take it seriously.
　　While hesitating, Dong Lingjiu had already brought him to the small building.
　　Going around the screen, there were maids burning incense, boiling wine, and putting down cakes. She nodded gently to Aunt Ruixue, and then retreated quietly.
　　Li Ruixue lit a candle and placed the candlestick by the window. The dim light filled the room. Then, she stood up and opened the copper bolt.
　　After removing the restraints, the pair of carved green glazed windows upstairs opened to both sides. The bright moon was hanging high outside, and the night wind was blowing gently. The grand cold moonlight was pouring in, and for a moment it even covered the candlelight in front of him.
　　Zheng Yuheng was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this small building was a perfect place to enjoy the moon.
　　It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He turned his head and met a pair of gentle eyes.
　　Dong Lingjiu was looking at him.
　　"Empress Dowager..." Zheng Yuheng said, "There is nothing better than the full moon and the beautiful flowers."
　　Dong Lingjiu smiled, ordered Ruixue and others to go down, and then personally rolled up his sleeves to scoop up the wine, poured the hot wine into the cup, and asked him: "Do you miss home?"
　　"I have." Zheng Yuheng answered truthfully, "but it's useless to think about it."
　　"What a useless thing to think about." Dong Lingjiu said, "If it's useless, don't worry about it. This is the most obvious way to stop losses, but people in the world can't figure it out."
　　The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Zheng Yuheng couldn't help staring at her profile, thinking, since the queen knows everything, why is she still worried about it?
　　"So," Dong Lingjiu smiled, "Enjoy life while you can. If there are flowers to be picked, pick them immediately, don't wait until there are no flowers to pick branches."
　　Zheng Yuheng hadn't yet understood what she meant by "enjoy life while you can", when he saw the Empress Dowager also poured him a glass of wine, raised the glass to indicate, and drank it all.
　　The indulgence in pleasure was very precious to her, even if it was only a moment.
　　Zheng Yuheng rarely saw this situation, and he couldn't bear to dissuade her, so he simply accompanied her to drink. The Queen Mother had already drunk two glasses of wine at the palace banquet. He secretly thought that the Queen Mother would definitely get drunk first, and then he could naturally support her and take care of her.
　　The little doctor Zheng's abacus was crackling, and his eyes also revealed an inexplicable expectation.
　　The two of them admired the moon, drank, and chatted. The breeze was blowing, and half an hour had passed unknowingly. Zheng Yuheng went from being full of confidence at the beginning to being hesitant and puzzled now. He thought to himself, what kind of alcohol tolerance is this? Or is the Queen Mother already drunk, and I didn't see it?
　　Dong Lingjiu's expression was the same as before, his articulateness was clear, and his conversation and laughter were gentle. He really didn't look drunk.
　　This is her ability. As long as she doesn't want to get drunk, her alcohol tolerance is bottomless. On the contrary, Zheng Yuheng accompanied her to drink, his face gradually flushed, and there was a bit of confusion and drunkenness in his expression.
　　Dong Lingjiu paused, stared at him for a while, and suddenly said, "Yuheng?"
　　Zheng Yuheng answered a little slowly, "...I'm here."
　　Dong Lingjiu said, "You seem drunk."
　　Zheng Yuheng was silent at first, as if analyzing this sentence, then he restrained his expression and argued seriously with a stern face, "No."
　　Dong Lingjiu raised his eyebrows, bent his fingers to turn his cheek, rubbed his knuckles on his chin, and whispered, "Then drink another cup?"
　　Zheng Yuheng was close to her hand, naturally accepting everything, without any hesitation. Dong Lingjiu raised the wine glass and handed the warm cup edge to his lips. Zheng Yuheng leaned on her hand
　　, his lips slightly above the surface of the wine, and let her feed him a cup. His Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed it, and then he saw Dong Lingjiu fill it again.
　　Dong Lingjiu asked softly, "Do you want more?"
　　Zheng Yuheng's heart was so excited that he couldn't suppress it. How could he have the idea of ​​saying "no"? He had to obey her, with a faint red in the corners of his eyes due to the alcohol, and his handsome face was also stained with a gorgeous color.
　　This inevitably looked a bit improper.
　　If Dong Lingjiu treated him as a junior and kept her distance, she should have stopped at this time to avoid being suspected of "bullying him", but her thoughts wandered, and she felt that it was a good night with a full moon, and she could not help but indulge herself a little.
　　She fed him a few glasses of wine, and the young doctor drank obediently, without any intention of refusing, and was obedient from beginning to end.
　　Dong Lingjiu liked it, and when she fed him again, Zheng Yuheng was a little slow to swallow, and choked on a mouthful of wine. He covered his lips and coughed, and the spilled wine flowed along the corner of his lips, all the way down, and wet his collar.
　　Dong Lingjiu disliked that his clothes were wet, so he said in a gentle tone, half coaxing and half lying: "Yuheng, unbutton your collar, I will wipe it for you."
　　Zheng Yuheng blinked, and did not doubt what she said. He reached out and roughly pulled open his collar and leaned forward.
　　Dong Lingjiu supported his back, pulled out a plain silk handkerchief from her sleeve, pressed a corner of the handkerchief, and gently wiped his neck and collarbone, wiping off the crystal wine on them one by one.
　　Zheng Yuheng was already drunk, and was afraid that she couldn't wipe it, so he was about to pull down his clothes again, but was held down by Dong Lingjiu.
　　The Queen Mother looked at his face, a little distressed, and whispered: "Taking advantage of others' misfortune, it's unjust."
　　Zheng Yuheng's response was a little slow. His eyelashes were very beautiful, long and dense. At this moment, he was concentrating on looking at her, as if he couldn't react: "... What, unjust?"
　　Dong Lingjiu saw that he was still trying to pull open his clothes, so she hurriedly pressed him and leaned over to say: "Okay, no need."
　　Her hand covered Zheng Yuheng's hand. The other party was a man with a broad palm skeleton and slender knuckles, while her hand was as soft as jade, delicate and warm, and she couldn't cover him completely.
　　But when she surrounded him, Zheng Yuheng would naturally curl up his fingers and let Dong Lingjiu hold him.
　　Zheng Yuheng gave up taking off his clothes when she pressed his hand. Dong Lingjiu continued to wipe the corners of his lips, and said softly: "Why are you drinking so fast? I was very careful, but I still choked you."
　　Zheng Yuheng said: "It's not the queen's fault."
　　Dong Lingjiu slightly raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
　　Zheng Yuheng said: "I... am a little anxious."
　　"What are you anxious about?" she asked.
　　Zheng Yuheng struggled for a while, and spoke the truth after drinking, without even leaving a half-pretend for himself: "If you are drunk, I want to take care of the queen."
　　Dong Lingjiu examined the young doctor Zheng, well, he spoke clearly, not drunk to the point of not knowing the world.
　　"Is that all?"
　　"And..."
　　Zheng Yuheng suddenly held her fingers. He had just choked on the wine and coughed up tears, so his dark eyes were particularly moist and bright, shining like stars, brighter and clearer than the moonlight in front of the window.
　　He asked nervously: "Who looks better... between me and the sage?"
　　Dong Lingjiu said without hesitation: "Of course it's you." Zheng Yuheng
　　covered his face and said: "Your Majesty, don't want me, is it because I... don't know anything, can't do anything, so you dislike me."
　　Dong Lingjiu heard his hidden meaning, looked up and down, and said thoughtfully: "It's not like that, it's because... I have been suppressing the evil thoughts in my heart. Once the evil thoughts are aroused, I am afraid that I can't stop. First, I am afraid of scaring you, and second, I am afraid of disrespecting you."
　　In other words, although Dong Lingjiu is a ruthless and desireless bodhisattva in the eyes of everyone, if she can't suppress her selfish desires, with her power and experience, there are too many things she can do. She dare not say that her nature is so saintly and gentle, and she may reach the absurd level of the Queen Mother Xuan of Qin in the Warring States Period, Zhao Ji, the mother of the King of Qin, or Empress Jia of the Western Jin Dynasty.
　　Dong Lingjiu had vented her desire for destruction on him before, biting the corner of Zheng Yuheng's lips, which made the thin-skinned doctor Zheng afraid to see people for several days.
　　Moreover, she had been secluded for a long time and had not personally practiced sex for many years, so she was also worried that she and Zheng Yuheng did not have a tacit understanding, and that this kind of dispensable thing would affect their feelings for each other.
　　After hearing this, Zheng Yuheng's ears were burning, but she seemed to be greatly relieved, and exhaled: "So that's it..."
　　As he said, he rubbed over and tentatively touched her lips, and asked: "Then, compared with the sage..."
　　Dong Lingjiu thought, what is this request? Is the desire for comparison so strong in men?
　　She didn't think it through, so she just perfunctorily said to him, "Hello, everything is yours."
　　Zheng Yuheng was touched, rubbed her shoulders like a cat, put his arms around her and hugged her, and suddenly said seriously, "Then I am older than him."
　　Dong Lingjiu: "What... huh?"
　　Zheng Yuheng asked very seriously, "Is it?"
　　Dong Lingjiu was silent for a while, touched his forehead, and wondered, although this wine is very strong, it won't damage the brain? She said, "Do you want to compare this too?"
　　Zheng Yuheng buried his head in her neck, his breath was cold, "This can't be compared."
　　Dong Lingjiu couldn't help laughing, and whispered to him without courtesy, "I haven't measured it with my hand, how can I compare it?"
　　Zheng Yuheng blushed, drunkenly said nonsense, and said sullenly, "... Please measure it."