The night slowly deepened, but the people in the light market still did not disperse, and the bustle was still there.

It was as if Ping'er and the others left the lamp market and walked in the direction of the palace, all the way as if they didn't say a word, she had been thinking about what the fortune teller said just now, although she didn't believe in fate so much, let alone the words of the fortune teller, but at the moment her heart was still quite entangled, she was thinking about what she would lose, what she would gain, what did the fortune teller's words mean?

"Why didn't the princess say a word, did she still think about the fortune teller?" Along the way, Ping'er, Chunhong and others all said lively, but they didn't hear Wanruo's voice, so Ping'er knew that Wanruo should be entangled in what happened just now.

It's like a secluded road; "yes, I always feel a little unsteady, it gives me a sense of calm before the storm, maybe something big will happen in the near future."

"What is there to believe in the words of the fortune teller, they are all just talking, but this bull nose is quite smart, using such a beautiful lantern to attract people to the past, so as to do her own business, the princess should listen to an old man's nonsense, don't believe it." Ping'er comforted with a smile on her face, Ping'er didn't believe in these things since she was a child.

Chunhong hurriedly asked; "What fortune teller? Let's talk about what's going on. "Because Chunhong and Chunxiang are together, they are not with Wanruoping'er, so they don't know about fortune telling.

Ping'er briefly told Chunhong and others about the ins and outs of the matter.

After listening to Ping'er's story, Chunxiang said with a smile; "That bull's nose is nonsense, people are divisive during the day, but he actually counts at night, it's really a raw soybean from other places - a separate seed. Why did the princess care about what he said, just met a madman and stopped talking crazy. ”

It's like saying on the surface that I know that I won't care, but in her heart she still cares, and she is still entangled.

……

Murong Yichuan finished processing the day's recital, and then looked at some of the backlog in the secret protection, he felt a little tired, so he stood up, and then called Ping'er, at this time another little girl replied; "Qi Yu Chitose, Sister Ping and Sister Su Su went out to see the lanterns with the princess, do you have any instructions?"

Murong Yichuan realized at this time that he had ignored her again, and had promised her to go with him to see the lanterns on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, but it was all caused by that incident during the day, a painting caused a storm in them, and he actually pushed her to it, Murong Yichuan regretted his recklessness, in fact, there were many ways to destroy that painting, but he chose to clash head-on with Wanruo, and he muttered about the weight of the painting in Wanruo's mind.

Murong Yichuan walked out of the study, the courtyard was quiet, he walked out of the Yin'an Palace, came to the garden, facing a full moon but loneliness swept the whole himself like a tide, he subconsciously looked towards the northwest corner of the garden, it was Luoxia's Hengwuyuan, a Kong Ming lantern flew in the northwest sky, Yi Chuan's heart moved, and then walked in the direction of the Kong Ming lantern, and unconsciously came to the door of Luoxia's courtyard, Luoxia stood at the courtyard wall and quietly watched Kong Ming Lantern fly higher and higher, She was clasping her hands together and saying something to the sky, and she looked so reverent.

Murong Yichuan came to Luoxia's side step by step.

"Are you putting Kong Ming lanterns for Xuanxuan?" When Luo Xia was talking reverently, she suddenly heard a cold voice in her ears, Luo Xia's heart trembled suddenly, she turned around slightly, and the tall body standing in front of her was the one she had been thinking about.

"Cheap concubines see Chitose." Luoxia bowed down slowly, she was still so charming and charming.

Murong Yichuan could not be moved by Luo Xia, but he was moved by Luo Xia's affection for Xuanxuan, and he reached out to help her up; "It's hard to think about Xuanxuan for you, it's not in vain that Xuanxuan loves you!" Murong Yichuan's words warmed a little, and his face was slightly grateful.

Luo Xia's heart was surrounded by a kind of warmth, she knew that the only thing she could be remembered by this man was her memory of Princess Xuanxuan, but she knew that she was just remembered by him, but she couldn't be loved by him.

"If there is no Princess Xuanxuan, there will be no concubine, and the concubine only hopes that the princess can live well in heaven." Luo Xia said softly, and there were some tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, she was going to perform in front of him, and she was going to perform until his stone-like heart softened into water.

Murong Yichuan didn't say much, he stood there quietly with Luoxia's soft body and quietly looked at the still lit Kong Ming lantern, at this moment there is only one Ximen Ruoxuan in his heart, Xuanxuan has been gone for more than three years, for Murong Yichuan, the more than three years seem to have passed three centuries as long, no one can take Ximen Ruoxuan's position, because he doesn't feel tired with Xuanxuan, Xuanxuan brings him only warmth and infinite happiness, the happy childhood of childhood sweethearts and your strong husband and wife affection, a qiē and a qiē are so beautiful, but after all, with Xuanxuan's incense and jade, they will sleep forever in his deep memory.

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Back in the palace, she went to Yin'an Hall first, but seeing that Murong Yichuan was not there, she returned to Funing Palace, but he was still not there, as if she faintly felt a little uncomfortable, somehow at this moment she wanted to see him so much, as if he was going to lose it tomorrow, this strong silk was wrapped around her heart.

It was as if she saw a Kong Ming lantern in the northwest corner of the sky in the direction of the garden, she unconsciously walked in that direction, and at this time Chunhong also followed, the night was already cold, she put a cloak on the help, and then went to the direction of the light with Wanruo.

As if she had stopped in the distance, she saw two people standing not far away, looking up at the sky together, as if they were almost suffocating.

"Spring Red; Let's go back. Wanruo's voice was very low, she didn't want to alarm the two people, and then slowly turned around and turned back quickly, she regretted her appearance, once she thought that Luoxia was superfluous in their world, but at this moment she found that maybe she was superfluous, there was an intersection between Murong Yichuan and Luoxia that she couldn't do, that is, the love for Ximen Ruoxuan, and herself, she was a stranger to that Ximen Ruoxuan, and she might only have resentment towards her.