"I haven't eaten it, I don't know." Ouyang Gurong replied truthfully.

Cheng Huan couldn't help but smile, took Ouyang Gurong's generous hand and ran towards the small stall selling wontons.

"Boss, can you have wonton noodles?" Cheng Huan walked to the wonton stall and asked coolly.

"The guest officer, please sit inside, two bowls of wonton noodles, come immediately." The stall owner shouted with a smile.

Cheng Huan didn't mind the cramped space in the stall, so he pulled Ouyang Gurong to find a square table and sit on it, and waited for the legendary wonton noodles with anticipation.

She remembers a long time ago when she introduced a food called wonton noodles in a book on local history, and she coveted the food in the picture at that time, but she didn't expect to be able to meet it today.

In just a moment, two bowls of steaming wonton noodles were lifted.

Cheng Huan looked at the two bowls of wonton noodles cooked together with egg noodles on the table, and suddenly couldn't help but move his index fingers, this was the first time in several months that Ouyang Gurong had seen Cheng Huan show such a great interest in what he ate.

"Eat slowly, don't choke......" Ouyang Gurong carefully told Cheng Huan.

Under the soft light of the wonton stall, the picture of Ouyang Gurong and Cheng Huan sitting at the same table eating simple food was so harmonious and complete.

After a satisfying night's sleep, Cheng Huan, who had exhausted his energy the night before, woke up in good spirits.

Cheng Huan turned his head to look at it, and Ouyang Gurong had already sat quietly on a round stool on one side, waiting for her to wake up.

"Seems to have had a nightmare last night?" Seeing Cheng Huan wake up, Ouyang Gurong familiarly prepared the outer clothes for Cheng Huan, and asked casually.

When Cheng Huan heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and the hearty atmosphere of the early morning was shrouded in a little haze. She thought that the person who had belonged to the past would not dream again, but she didn't expect that in this peach blossom town, the dusty place in her heart was still lightly rolled up.

"If you dream of some past events, don't mention them. How grand the Peach Blossom Festival is today, let's go and see. Cheng Huan didn't want others to worry about her, so she immediately restrained the haze between her eyebrows and eyes, and said with a smile.

Ouyang Gurong saw that Cheng Huan didn't want to say, so he didn't ask any more.

In fact, when he instilled spiritual power for Cheng Huan the night before, he had the opportunity to use spiritual cultivation to explore Cheng Huan's divine consciousness and feel her illusory dreams. But Ouyang Gurong adhered to his own gentlemanly style, and Cheng Huan was reluctant to talk about the past, and he was naturally unwilling to force it.

What he wants is a Chenghuan who is willing to spend the rest of his life with him, even if Chenghuan still has some past buried in his heart.

Cheng Huan stepped out of the door of the inn, and he couldn't help but be infected by the noisy and festive atmosphere in front of him.

I saw that on the alleys of the market, there were all kinds of stalls selling all kinds of pleasing knick-knacks, and young men and women were interspersed with them, so it was a scene full of vitality.

"I remember that in ancient times, there was a saying that 'the three spring twilight of the dawn, the new rain and the hundred flowers of the dynasty', but I didn't expect to see the peach blossom festival here today, and there is really the grand occasion of the flower festival contained in the book." Cheng Huan couldn't help but sigh.

Chenghuan has been in this world for more than ten years, but it is the first time that he has really experienced the grand event where these young men and women are invited to gather for a date.

"There's a woman over there who appreciates red." Seeing that Chenghuan was in a good mood, Ouyang Gurong also laughed, pointed to a flower tree at the end of the street and said.

Cheng Huan looked up, and saw that countless girls were happily hanging the colored notes wrapped with red threads in their hands on the flowers and trees. That shyness was obviously praying for the company of a loved one.

"Enjoying red is similar to sacrificing to the god of flowers?" Cheng Huan asked.

"The woman in the boudoir cut the five-colored note, took the red rope, and knotted the colored paper on the flower tree, which is called appreciating red." Ouyang Gurong was also erudite, so he patiently explained.

"The Lady in the Boudoir...... Probably no girl in a boudoir has a 'big belly' like me. Cheng Huan muttered inophinously and laughed at himself.

After all, she is an unmarried woman who is pregnant, not to mention that she doesn't even know who the father of the child in her womb is, and even in the 21st century, she may not be able to accept such a thing. Therefore, she wants to pray for the arrival of her lover like a woman in her boudoir, but she is afraid that it will be impossible in this life.

"Mrs. Ouyang, with me Ouyang Gurong here, what are you worried about." Ouyang Gurong listened to Cheng Huan's discouraged words, grabbed Cheng Huan's emaciated shoulders, and led her to the flower tree.

After buying a colored note tied with a red rope, Ouyang Gurong handed it to Cheng Huan with a smile, and said with an affectionate look: "Madam, pray for blessings." ”

A warm current passed through Cheng Huan's heart, and she knew that Ouyang Gurong was sincere in helping her resolve the disdainful eyes of others, so she took the colored note with a smile, lifted the pen and dropped a line of small characters on it - I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated.

In fact, a long, long time ago, Cheng Huan longed for someone who could give her a broad shoulder, give her a peaceful life that is stable in the present world and quiet in the years, eat ordinarily and dress plainly, she doesn't mind at all.

But even such a small wish could not be fulfilled after all.

But while God gave her these bumpy roads, it also gave her her parents, relatives and friends who she had longed for for half her life. Therefore, Cheng Huan no longer dares to have any extravagance for the life she has now, even if it is just a full meal, it is a gift from heaven in her opinion.

Ouyang Gurong took the colored note written on Cheng Huan's hand, and jumped to the top of the flower tree with his body, and the colored note wrapped with the red thread was tied to the highest branch of the flower tree without any suspense.

"Thank you." Cheng Huan walked beside Ouyang Gurong, and then said thank you shyly and charmingly.

Over the past few days, Ouyang Gurong's considerate care of her Cheng Huan has been seen in her eyes one by one, and people can be ruthless if they are not grass and trees. Although Ouyang Gurong always adopts an extremely domineering and domineering way, Cheng Huan knows that Ouyang Gurong is all for her sake.

"Taking care of your own body is the best thank you to me." Ouyang Gurong looked at Cheng Huan, whose face was like a peach blossom, and said lightly.

Ouyang Gurong knew in his heart that since he couldn't stop wanting the woman with a beautiful face in front of him for the first time, the coldness and indifference in his heart had melted little by little.

What's more, what Cheng Huan is carrying in his womb is still his flesh and blood, although he was just a demonic masterpiece at that time and lost his heart, but that kind of unstoppable feeling, Ouyang Gurong will never be mistaken.

"The shopkeeper said that the peach blossoms on the east side of the hillside are blooming, and there will be literati and writers who will drink and write poems, but they want to make fun?" Ouyang Gurong continued.

Cheng Huan likes poetry and elegance, and when he lives in the villa, he will also send out a few lines of poetry at will, there is such a grand literary meeting today, Ouyang Gurong expects Cheng Huan to like it.

Cheng Huanguo unsurprisingly came to interest, she is sparse and kind by nature, with the heroic spirit of a high-roller in the rivers and lakes, but at the same time she also has the talent of a literati and a writer, and she can be regarded as a person who likes vassal elegance.

Seeing Cheng Huan's look full of interest, Ouyang Gurong pulled Cheng Huan and walked towards the peach blossom forest in the eastern suburbs.

Before he went deep into the peach blossom forest, Cheng Huan had already heard the handsome voice of the man chanting poetry.

"As the so-called Guotai and the people are safe, the villagers can also have such Yaxing poems against it, it seems that Yuntian Kingdom should have a Ming monarch in power." Cheng Huan listened to the poetry and the scene of the elegant people in the flower forest, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

She remembered that in the ancient records she had read before, the reason why there were so many talented and beautiful women in the Tang and Song dynasties was because of the heyday created by the rule of Zhenguan, and the material life of the people at that time was greatly enriched, so they were able to stay idle and sigh about life.

"In your opinion, what is Mingjun?" When Ouyang Gurong heard this, he couldn't help but be interested, and then asked.

Cheng Huan replied calmly: "Helping the world and the people, creating a prosperous and prosperous era of great unification, just like the Taizong of the Tang Dynasty and the Kangxi Emperor of the Qing Dynasty are the ancient emperors." ”

"Don ...... Clear...... What race? Ouyang Gurong was puzzled at this time, he was conceited and erudite, but he had never heard of the two "Ancient Ming Monarchs" that Cheng Huan said.

At this time, Cheng Huan realized the inappropriateness of his words, this continent does not exist on the historical map of ancient China, how can he know such figures as Tang Taizong and Emperor Kangxi.

Cheng Huan smiled and teased back: "Those are all characters in the Alien Chronicles, don't talk about it." ”

Listening to Cheng Huan's criteria for judging Ming Jun, Ouyang Gurong couldn't help but groan: "The current Cloud Heavenly Kingdom is indeed not a great unification. ”

"But with such a prosperous scene, it must not be far from unification." Cheng Huan responded calmly.

Although I haven't paid much attention to the imperial court of this era, Tianyu Villa can be regarded as a remote area. Rao is such a remote area is a prosperous and prosperous scene, and the city-state at the foot of the Son of Heaven is even richer.

"It's rare that a woman of yours will have such a grand vision, but I am afraid that I would not dare to imagine such a rich scene today." Ouyang Gurong looked at Cheng Huan, whose face was full of firm faith, and couldn't help but sigh.

Cheng Huan was obsessed with his own opinions, and said his own grand arguments: "Why don't you dare to think that since ancient times, those who have been able to open up territory and create prosperity are all ambitious people." Although I do not advocate war, I have seen the suffering of the people caused by years of war, and it is naturally the best strategy to be able to unify them. ”

"I didn't expect you, the king of the mountain, to be able to have the world in mind." Ouyang Gurong looked at the sky from afar, and his narrow and sharp eyes couldn't help but have a bit of resolute color.

Cheng Huan listened to Ouyang Gurong's words, but a strange feeling rose in his heart, and he only felt that Ouyang Gurong's tone at this time was like the praise of the king of the world to his loyal and righteous ministers.