In the place where Ye Qinzhu took his eyes away, a man and a woman were having a good time.

The girl wore a mask and carried a lantern, even though she was fifteen years old, but she still didn't change her sex.

"Sister Lan, you really have unlimited energy...... Yang Qingyun carried all kinds of things that Ye Qinlan had picked up, and smiled wryly.

Ye Qinlan didn't care how aggrieved the other party was, happily holding a bag of chestnuts and wandering around with one of them in her mouth.

Yang Qingyun sighed helplessly in her heart - sure enough, once a girl stays on the street for too long, something terrible will definitely happen.

When Ye Qinlan pinched her cuffs, held a few pairs of ferrules in her hands, and threw one in front of her boss, Yang Qingyun collapsed silently.

Originally, he took out a stone casually and put things in it to count, but Ye Qinlan didn't do it, so she insisted on holding it herself.

As a result, it was not snatched by Yang Qingyun.

"You accompany me for the first half of the day, and I accompany you for the second half of the day, which is called coming and going. With his ability, Yang Qingyun boasted that he could still fool Sister Lan over.

"Yang Qingyun, let's put it in the stone. Looking at the man with a sad face, Ye Qinlan finally couldn't hold back, covered her mouth and giggled.

She held a fox mask in her hand, and the cunning fox face covered half of the girl's face.

The other half of the smile with makeup on his face was blurred in the warm light, softening Ye Qinlan's previous fierceness.

Yang Qingyan was amnesty, and the things in his hand disappeared in an instant.

"Sister Lan is in a very good mood at this time, and she wants to apply for a hand. He moved his stiff fingers, pleading pitifully.

"Not really. Ye Qinlan shook her chin, turned around and wanted to leave.

"Sister Lan, look up. Yang Qingyun stopped her at the right time and motioned for her to look up.

Fireworks rose from the ground, puffed out their bellies into the air, and exploded into countless brilliant petals.

The colorful colors streaked through the air, and the brilliance quickly dimmed, and by the time it reached the ground, it had turned into a cloud of dust.

The colorful colors were reflected in Ye Qinzhu's eyes, the black hair outlined the fair outline of the face, and the girl looked up slightly, unconsciously opened her mouth, and let out a silent exclamation.

"It's a pity, I knew that today's fireworks were so beautiful, and I should have pestered Lao Qi to tell me where the best place to watch fireworks was. Yang Qingyun clasped his hands on his shoulders, with a helpless expression, "It's a pity, it's a pity that Lao Qi will probably only take his girl to that place." ”

Ye Qinzhu turned her gaze in astonishment, but she couldn't escape Yang Qingjue's dragonfly pecking on the left side of her face.

Another firework bloomed, illuminating the extremely dark old city wall, illuminating Ye Qinzhu's hairpin and steps, and illuminating the young man's purple robe.

She unconsciously raised her hand to caress her wet skin, but her left hand was caught.

Between the lightning and flint, Yang Qingjue bent down and added a kiss to Ye Qinzhu's right cheek.

Compared to just now, this kiss stayed a little longer, but it was still fleeting.

Yang Qingjue widened the distance between him and Ye Qinzhu, bent down quietly, and looked at Ye Qinzhu with a stiff expression like a fool with a smile.

"Bamboo. ”

"Huh?"

"My heart is pleased with you. ”

"Oh. Ye Qinzhu, who didn't come back to his senses, replied thoughtlessly.

"Huh?" Ye Qinzhu, who came back to his senses, suddenly jumped up from the ground, forgot the etiquette for a while, stretched out a finger and pointed at Yang Qingjue, and shouted sharply.

"You say it again?"

"It doesn't hurt to go a few times. Yang Qingjue stretched out his hand, pressed Ye Qinzhu's straight index finger, and curled it into a small fist.

"From the first time we met, to the second time. From Kurilao Street to Moqin Temple. I've always loved bamboo. ”

"If the bamboo doesn't dislike me, my spiritual power is lost, and it is no different from waste wood, the position of Princess Zhao, as long as the bamboo is interested, I will come to you at any time. ”

Ye Qinzhu only felt a bang in his brain and exploded.

Since the crossing, Ye Qinzhu has hardly had a blank brain and has no idea how to deal with it.

But since Yang Qingjue's confessional words came out, she suddenly became the fool she was before the age of fourteen, floating in a ball of cotton, unable to find her direction.

The hot heat spread wantonly on her face, and Ye Qinzhu even made it very difficult to breathe a little.

The fireworks haven't dissipated yet, and she can still see Yang Qingjue's face clearly.

Whether it's a smile or my three souls and seven spirits, they are all extremely gentle.

This love is sincere and sincere, and there is no falsehood.

The wind howled, blowing Ye Qinzhu's lost soul into his brain.

She couldn't help but shudder, and finally woke up from the fog.

She reached out and slowly wrapped her arms around her. Trying to exhale a few breaths of heat, his eyes, which were confused by the throbbing, regained their composure.

She raised her head again and looked at Yang Qingjue's still smiling face.

Although it was a smile, it gradually dimmed because he saw the change in Ye Qinzhu's expression.

Ye Qinzhu could easily realize that she couldn't let go of Yang Qingjue.

She didn't know when, she would accidentally think of the smiling young man, with picturesque eyebrows and splendid fairies.

If it weren't for her own emotions, she wouldn't always think of Yang Qingjue's situation at the first time.

After learning that it was precisely because Yang Qingjue scattered her soul that she was stupid for 14 years, and the memories of her previous life could not be given up. She wouldn't be surprised that something was wrong with Yang Qingjue, and she didn't care about rushing to find him.

Yang Qingjue shook his head when he saw Ye Qinzhu slightly, and raised his head again.

"I, not married. ”

The smile dimmed slightly.

"I'm not going to marry now. Ye Qinzhu reiterated.

She bit her lip and quickly went over what Yang Qingjue said in her mind, and then her eyes were clear.

She didn't think that Yang Qingjue was a dizzy person, so she chose to take a concubine at this time.

Obviously, he is still being stared at by His Royal Highness the Prince, but when they are together for a lifetime, Yang Qingjue can't be so stupid.

In that case, it is only possible to have other plans

It's just that, what is the picture?

"Why, now?" Yang Qingjue asked in a low voice.

He can't understand Ye Qinzhu.

But Ye Qinzhu understood Yang Qingjue, like last time, like last time.

Like the last time the spiritual power in his body was out of control, he spoke ill of her. In fact, he wanted that after his death, all evil causes would return to dust.

Like the last time he removed all the spirit beasts for her, only to ask him if he was terrible. In fact, he was afraid from the bottom of his heart that she would stay away, and the ignorant and fearless little girl in red completely disappeared from his life.

Ye Qinzhu understood him, but this time, he failed to forgive him.

Why, not to marry?

Why, is it now?

Yang Qingjue looked at Ye Qinzhu, wanting to get the answer from those eyes.

If Ye Qinzhu becomes Princess Zhao, on the one hand, the sick and weak King Zhao can dispel the old emperor's jealousy of Ye Qinzhu, and on the other hand, if the prince wants to start, Yang Qingjue can also pay more attention.

Although Ye Sheng is the elder brother, the elder brother takes the little sister out every day, which will inevitably cause suspicion, if it is the princess of King Zhao, then the princess is justified as a companion.

What's more, there is Zhao Lingzhang who voluntarily gave up his spiritual power as a precedent, and it is not unbelievable that Ye Qinzhu took the initiative to give up his identity as a spiritual master.