There is also a metaphor for the long ninety-nine, Feng Jingyun was a little surprised, Jun Youqi was too romantic.

It can also be said that he is too good at pondering.

"You finally accepted the king's flowers, and the king is so happy." Jun Youqi grinned, revealing a mouthful of neat and bright white teeth. He reached out and grabbed her arm, and walked up to the boat together.

The boat is a richly decorated boat in ancient times. It is generally used to enjoy the scenery on the water, and sometimes it is also used for feasting and drinking. Red ribbons are hung on both sides of the boat's cabin, and the ribbons flutter in the night breeze. Sprinkled with a bit of joy.

The glazed lamps illuminated under the beams are also bright red in color.

The vermilion hull color gives a sense of simplicity.

The wide deck is filled with pots of red and blooming flowers.

Blooming flowers, neat and beautiful.

The boat slowly sailed towards the lake, and a gust of night wind blew through, wafting the fragrance of flowers.

Looking at the large red flowers on the deck, he looked sideways at the handsome and sunny man beside him. Feng Jingyun's vigilance dropped bit by bit.

Jun Youqi led her to the railing at the bow of the boat, and his voice was clear, "Is this lake beautiful?" ”

She bowed her head, "It's beautiful." ”

"Legend has it that a long time ago, when the lake did not have a name, a man who had been wronged and full of hatred settled on the shore of the lake to escape the pursuit of his enemies. He gave himself a name called Injustice. A woman who often fishes on the lake is called Yang, the two fell in love, the man left the past hatred for the woman, and the two lived happily ever after. In order to praise the love between the two of them, later generations specially gave this lake a very beautiful name - Mandarin Duck Lake. His voice was gentle and harmless.

"Ordinary and unremarkable, what is there to sing and cry about." She continued, "The man named 'Wrong' also wrote a poem for 'Yang'. ”

He raised his eyebrows, and her voice was as clear as water:

Ten miles of flat lake frost sky, inch by inch of green silk sorrowful year.

Look at each other for the moon-shaped, only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal.

"Good poetry!" He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then stared at her stunning face, "What an envy mandarin duck but not an immortal!" If I can have you as my companion in this life, Jun Youqi will have no regrets! ”

She was indifferent, and glanced at the vast water in front of her, on the surface of the water were broken bamboo strips one by one, the bamboo was a round broken in half, and the broken side was floating on the water, the heart of the bamboo was dug up, and there was a black liquid on it, and I couldn't see what it was. In ancient times, there was no gasoline, it was vegetable oil.

Countless bamboos are sometimes tied with filaments, and they float on the surface of the lake to form a huge font.

With her eyesight, she could already see that it was five words.

He stared at her with burning eyes, "Okay, this king has surrendered. There were many wild mandarin ducks on the lake in the past, and it was named Mandarin Duck Lake. The two "injustices" and "yang" are just made up by this king. Unexpectedly, Yun'er could be accompanied by a poem of 'only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals'. Such a beautiful and moving story, can Yun'er understand its meaning? ”

She pursed the corners of her lips, "What do you say?" He knew that she was very suspicious of him, and he was not at ease. So, I wanted to use this to tell her that she had wronged him. and foreshadowed that he and her would live a loving and happy life.

Seeing her clear look, there was a bit of bitterness in his smile, "Smart as a cloud, how can you not understand." This king is sincere to you, but