p+ a y T3v(vf4 Z KD'p58 ( J' F A3{ 6 ⛸ '9|  Watching the two people walk in front of them, and then walking into the distance, he put his heart down slightly, turned his head and asked Hengqing: "What are you afraid of them doing?"

Hengqing shook the wheelchair out from behind the grass, and Rong Bai looked there, heh, it was the place where the wheelchair was hidden that had been prepared a long time ago!

"You've been prepared for this for a long time?"

"Naturally. Hengqing smiled and nodded: "Xiaobai comes with me." ”

Rong Bai inexplicably pushed Hengqing's wheelchair and walked towards the mountain. This road has been walked by Rong Bai before, but this time it is with Hengqing.

"What are you doing here?" Rong Bai asked while pushing the wheel, "I remember that the place on this mountain is a place to seek marriage. ”

"Xiaobai is unwilling to go up the mountain with Hengqing to seek marriage?" Hengqing was a little aggrieved.

"Obviously, you didn't see me on purpose. As soon as Rong Bai heard this, he was angry. Why, it's not because I've been in the capital for so long, I've been looking for it for so long, and I can't find it, but in the last period of time, Heng Qingming was hiding from Rong Bai.

"If Xiaobai is angry, he can beat his husband again. Hengqing replied with a smile.

Rong Bai lowered his head, and he could see that there was still a bruise on the left side of Hengqing's face. "Do you think I just beat you lightly?"

"If Xiaobai is not angry, he will naturally be beaten lightly. Hengqing turned his head and smiled as if he didn't feel pain: "Xiaobai, my husband once said that I want to take you to see all the ten famous flowers of Dayong, and now, this Jing'an Temple is the first." ”

"What kind of flowers? lotus flowers? Now the lotus pods are gone. Rong Bai's tone was still not good, but his mood was obviously not so negative.

"Love flowers. Hengqing looked at the road in front of him: "Xiaobai, there is a wishing tree in this Jing'an Temple, we can take a look at this loving flower together." ”

Somehow, Rong Bai listened to Hengqing speak like this, and his heart was happy. Even half a month ago, I was half angry to death, but as soon as I touched him, I lost my temper.

Could it be that I was really eaten to death by this person?

Similarly, there are two more people who look at love flowers. The speed of Mo Dye and the county lord of Huanting was much faster than that of Hengqing and the others. Entering Jing'an Temple, Modye swayed towards the wishing tree.

The ink dyes and is delicate, and there is a fate for thousands of miles.

When the county lord saw the word "Wanting" on the red ribbon, his heart was full of joy. Such a person is what she likes, and it is really given to her by God.

Compared with the county lord of Huanting, the figure of ink dyeing can be regarded as slender. This thing of hanging a wishing charm is naturally done by him. Two people, standing under the tree full of red silk, the county lord raised his head, looked at the handsome man in front of him, and hung the red silk with his title written on the tree.

"Ink dyes and is delicate, and there is a fate of thousands of miles. I have now traveled half of Dayong in order to find her, if I still can't find her, there is still a long time left in this life, and I can continue to search. Mo Dye stood under the tree, looking emotional.

In my heart, I was full of unbearable. I really can't bear it, this girl in front of me really wants to be deceived like this, deceiving her sincerity?

Ink dyeing is a perennial carnival, so I naturally know what the gaze and expression of the county lord of Huanting represent.

Sometimes, however, when a lie is told, there must be countless lies to fulfill. The more the lie is told, the more it is said, the more it is said, there is no chance to turn back.

Just like the ink dye now, he can't go back.

"If one day, I can meet Miss Pingting, Mo Ran is willing to give up everything now and take her away to fly away, not asking about the world. Looking at the ink-dyed grace on the ribbon, the young man couldn't help but sigh.

"If you insist like this, you will definitely be able to see Wan Ting. I promise. The young man standing beside him spoke suddenly, and then stopped talking.

"Noon is coming, I'll go there for fasting first. "Just said these words, Lord Huanting was embarrassed to continue to stay by Mo Ran's side.

"Okay, I'll be right then. "Do a full set of acts, at least, he has to look at the strips of cloth all over the tree now.

The county lord left, Mo Ran stood alone under the tree, looking at the red silk on the tree, a little eyesore, just wanted to stretch out his hand, suddenly, put it down again.

I walked to the place where red silk was sold, picked up my pen, and wrote another red silk.

When he left, there was another red silk fluttering on the tree.

"Xiaobai, without you, my husband can't even pass this threshold. After being carried over the threshold by Rong Bai and the wheelchair, Hengqing spoke again.

"Hmph, don't you have Qizhong? Don't you have Chen Laoqi? Why can't you cross the threshold? I see that you have been fine all this time!" Rong Bai spoke, still showing no mercy.

It's just that the action of putting Hengqing down is still very gentle.

"It's wrong for the husband. Hengqing couldn't cry or laugh. Rong Bai is like this, is it a woman's coquettishness? It's just that this coquettish way, Hengqing wants to cry and laugh.

Shaking the wheelchair, in front of the stall selling red silk, Hengqing picked one: "Xiaobai, let's write a sentence too?"

"Write what?"

Rong Bai looked at the wishing tree with great interest. This tree is not young, Rong Bai reached out and knocked on the trunk, the inside of the tree is very strong, it must be a good material for making weapons.

Of course, this material, grows very slowly. To grow so big, it must take a long time.

Looking up, in autumn, the leaves on the trees begin to turn yellow. It's just that these yellowed leaves are more beautiful than the red silk on the tree. It's really like what Hengqing said, I want a tree of fiery flowers.

"Xiaobai, help your husband hang up. When Rong Bai came back to his senses, Heng Qingzheng handed him a red silk.

The red silk was not big, only the thickness of an arm, and the length was not long, only half the length of the belt anyway. The top is red silk, and there is a listing below, and on the listing, it is the word marriage.

Under Xiao Heng's high pressure, Rong Bai recognized most of the words, so he could understand the meaning of Hengqing's words at once. This person is actually a love poem.

"You have no colorful phoenix wings, and you have a good heart. Do you mean that the two of us don't have the same mind?" This kind of wish is with the meaning of supplication. Pray for this, don't you think that Rong Bai and him have not been able to reach this level now!

"Hengqing, have you found someone better than me in the capital?" Rong Bai bit his lip: "If you find someone better than me, you tell me." ”

After a pause, Rong Bai raised his head: "You tell me, I will, I will, I will ......"

Rong Bai said it three times in a row, but he couldn't say anything. Rongbai is not so generous, and he is reluctant. If it doesn't work, Rong Bai can't see how sad it is, and it will be more painful for two people to be forced together.

"If so, if I abandon Xiaobai and be with others, Xiaobai will kill me. Hengqing spoke, and then stared at Rong Bai's gaze: "It's just that I also asked Xiaobai to believe in her husband." ”

How could you not believe it!