Fireworks and snowflakes fluttered in the air, and the crowd of people watching the lanterns were attracted by the bright fireworks in the sky, and they stood in a pile to watch the fireworks. It is obviously not suitable to watch fireworks under the tree, so there are only Zhao Xian and the three of them standing there.

"Brother Xiao, let's go put the lights on, shall we?" Yelia, who was relieved, made another request, of course she hoped that Zhao Yan and they would not appear, so that she could be alone with Zhao Xian, although there was still one more person, but compared to Yelu Zongyun, Yelu Zongzheng knew a lot.

The wishful thinking of this interracial girl obviously bothered Zhao Xian, who knows what this passionate princess thinks about her, infatuated? Playful? Admire? Adore? It shouldn't be, anyway, she doesn't believe it's love, at most she likes it.

"Wait for someone to come and make plans again!" Zhao Xian couldn't stand this girl's temperament.

Seeing Zhao Yan flying over from a distance, Zhao Xian breathed a sigh of relief, nodded at Zhao Yan, and signaled that she was fine. Zhao Yan looked quite anxious, seeing that Zhao Xian was unscathed, Fang put down his heart, but he blamed himself in his heart, feeling that his personal guard had repeatedly failed to protect him, which was really a dereliction of duty.

"Master, it's not too early, why don't you go back early?" Zhao Yan asked.

Seeing everyone's expressions of unfinished business, Zhao Xian groaned for a while and said, "Since you have come here, it is better to go back after putting on the lights." ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded, and Yelu Zongyun and Yelia laughed the most happily.

The person who puts the lantern can write his wish on the lamp and put the lamp in the sky, so the Lantern Festival night often sees a Kong Ming lantern floating in the sky, which is like a firefly, which is very beautiful.

"Brother Xiao, what wish did you make?" Yelia approached Zhao Xian and asked.

"If you make a wish, how can you tell others, otherwise it will not work. Miss Leah, you don't even understand this? Yelu Zong on the side sneered.

"Brother Xiao, is that really the case?" Yelia asked, with wide green eyes.

Zhao Xian nodded and was silent. Even if she didn't say it, it would not be possible, because her secret could never be confided in anyone, and she could only put it in the sky, Zhao Xian couldn't help but show sadness.

From the moment he was under the tree to now, Yelu Zongzheng has not said half a word, Zhao Xian felt very strange, and looked at him unconsciously, only to see Yelu Zongzheng looking at her thoughtfully, silent.

With this look, Zhao Xian chuckled in her heart, couldn't it be that Yelu Zongzheng found something? Zhao Xian couldn't help but be alert. Fortunately, they were about to be separated at this time, and after the Yelu brothers said goodbye to them, they walked back to the post house.

Zhao Xian and the others sent Yelia to her residence in the "Chunfeng Building", and after Zhao Xian entered the house with Yelia, Zhao Yan and Di Qing stood at the door of Yelia and waited.

In the room, Zhao Xian looked at Yelia and said solemnly, "I know that your father Khan is reluctant to let you endure hardships and does not want you to go back to the country with you, and although you have not disclosed your identity and claimed to be a dancer in the 'Spring Breeze Building', you still need to be cautious in your words and deeds to avoid being targeted." ”

Yelia asked in surprise, "Didn't my father Khan entrust me to your emperor?" It's you who will protect me well, Brother Xiao, don't you want to regret it? ”

"I can only protect you for a while, but not for a lifetime. Now that I've helped you find a place to live, you'll be moving there in a little while, and it's still a little more complicated for you to come and go. Zhao Xian paused and continued, "We have rescued Alimu from Li Yuanhao, and now he is still recuperating from his injuries in the place I arranged, and when he recovers, he will stay in Bianliang with Haas, and I will guard you in the future." ”

In fact, Yelia wanted to say, "If you can protect me for the rest of my life, I am very willing." But after all, she is still an unmarried girl, and no matter how unrestrained she is, she will never be able to say such things.

Yelia remembered that Alimu was in prison to save herself, but now that she had forgotten about it, she suddenly felt ashamed, and heard that Zhao Xian had rescued him, and her heart was better. Now her wish is to see this Brother Xiao often. And he didn't care much about how to arrange her.

She lowered her head and whispered, "I'm here alone, lonely, will you often go to see me?" Thinking that my father Khan was going to leave her in the spring and go to Ganzhou and other places, she went thousands of miles, and it was difficult to restore the country, and I didn't know when I would be able to pick her up, I was depressed for a while, and my eyes turned red in a flash.

Zhao Xian didn't want to have more entanglements with Yelia, but under the shadow of the lamp, she saw this girl alone, Chu Chu was pitiful, sighed in her heart, and nodded slowly to Yelia.

Yelia cheered, smiled, and grabbed Zhao Xian's hand and shook it uncontrollably. Under the candlelight, I saw Zhao Xian's helpless wry smile looming.

In a blink of an eye, it is the flower festival of Bianliang, the customs of Bianliang, this day Shishu plays, planting flowers, carrying trees, picky eating wild vegetables, tasting fresh, so it is also called "picking vegetables festival". During the festival, people go to the suburbs to enjoy the flowers, which is called "walking green".

On the day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the early morning has not arrived, the road to the suburbs has been full of tourists, riding horses, sitting in a sedan chair, more is riding a donkey to go to the green. In the sound of "da-da", a horse-drawn carriage rushed forward unhurriedly in the crowd, but the direction of the car was southeast of Bianliang City.

The small windows on both sides of the carriage are hung with quite thick green gauze curtains, the car is spacious and breathable, and the people in the compartment look out on the side of the road, although there is no fragrant flower blooming, green branches and red leaves, but it is also a new green full of branches, the buds are beginning to appear, it is very good-looking, and it makes people feel relaxed and happy when they see it. From time to time, when there are flower sellers selling flowers on the roadside, they usually bind the flower branches with red cloth strips or red paper, and many flower farmers also hang colored silk and red paper on the flower branches.

There were three people in the carriage, two young men accompanied by a middle-aged woman. Seeing that it was so spring outside, the woman sighed softly, as if she wanted to vent out the boredom in her heart that had been depressed for a long time. And the waveless face also showed a smile.

The handlebar of the car is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, looking at his horse driving gestures, obviously an expert. Seeing that the road was widening outside the city, the handlebar raised the whip and shouted, and the horse immediately accelerated and galloped in the direction of Fantai.

In the southeast of Bianliang City, there is a wide high platform about a kilometer long and naturally formed, which is called Fantai because of the residents who originally lived in the vicinity with the surname Fan. There is a temple on the top of the platform, the hall is magnificent, and it is called "Tianqing Temple".

Spring comes early on Fantai, every spring, Bianliang residents will go on an outing, carry wine and food, or drink and write poems, or enjoy flowers and grass, and then go to the temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

After the carriage stopped, the two young men came down first, and then the carriage continued to move forward until it stopped outside the gate of the temple, and then the woman also lifted the curtain and walked slowly towards the temple with a basket covered with cloth in her hand.

Tianqing Temple is not big, not as many as the Great Xiangguo Temple in Bianliang City, and the incense is not as prosperous as the rest of the temples, but every year when the people go out to play in the suburbs, by the way, come here to donate some incense, and this woman also loves this quiet, so come here to worship the Buddha.

At this time, there are only more than ten people in the main hall of the temple to add incense to the Buddha, the small novice on the side bows his head and recites the scriptures, and occasionally the pilgrims donate sesame oil money, and the small novice is just reciting the Buddha with both hands, nodding and thanking him.

The middle-aged woman uncovered the cloth on the basket, took out a handful of incense and lit it, bowed respectfully three times, inserted it in the Buddhist shrine, took out the tribute from the basket and placed it on the Buddha platform, knelt silently on the Buddha mat, closed her eyes and was silent for a long time, and then bowed her head a few times, and then stood up from the mat.

It seemed that she had been kneeling for a long time, and when she stood up, she felt a wave of dizziness, and fell backwards. Seeing that he was about to fall on the ground of the Buddha hall, the young man who was standing far away outside the Buddha hall saw this scene, and his heart was very anxious and wanted to run towards the hall.

"Madame, be careful!" Behind him came the gentle voice of a young woman, and a pair of warm hands rested on the woman's arms, supporting her crumbling body.