You are drowning in a sea of people, like a fleeting wave, but I know that you are there. - Wan Yan Liang

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Janeway looked over, the lights were brilliant, the crowd was bustling, but it was a lively scene.

It turns out that this is the most famous tile in Shangjing.

In addition to singing and dancing, there are also selling medicine and shaving heads, buying and selling calligraphy and paintings, and preserved fruit snacks.

Wan Yanyong said: "This is the largest tile in Shangjing, called Lancong Washe." It has also become lively in recent years. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a mask from a street vendor and handed it to her.

Jian Wei took it and saw that it was a smiling monk.

She stretched out her hand to get another fairy-like one, and Wan Yanyong smiled and said, "If you meet someone you know, then my scholar will really be laughed at in the future." ”

Jane Wei understood what he meant, so she obediently took the smiling monk and said let's go, still couldn't help but glance at the fairy mask.

They walked around together for a long time, Jian Wei was fresh and lively, and she couldn't put down those girls' gadgets, so Wan Yanyong picked up all the portable ones and bought them.

The two of them were in the mood, and suddenly there was a commotion in front of them, mixed with the guard's loud shouts: "Get out of the way, get out of the way." ”

Everyone avoided it. After a while, the horses opened the way, only to see a carriage coming slowly.

And the leader is Wan Yanliang.

Jian Wei was fortunate to have a mask on herself, and only stood beside Wan Yanyong, motionless, watching them go away.

Wan Yanliang rode a horse for several meters, and the hooves of the horses with fixed iron palms clattered on the bluestone slabs. Seeing that she had already passed by them, she suddenly turned her head as if she had discovered something, and looked straight in the direction of Janeway, she was startled, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Wan Yanyong gently held her hand, so softly, her body stiffened and stood in place.

His palms were warm, as if there was an endless stream of comfort and confidence coming from those palms.

It's not that she hasn't been in love, and she's not an untouched little girl. However, there has never been a person who has ever given her such a feeling, quiet as a lake of spring water, even if there are waves, it is also the gentleness of ironing the soul.

Wan Yan Liang saw that it was Wan Yan Yong, so he nodded, and he also returned the salute.

He continued to control the horse and walked for dozens of meters, he suddenly realized what was wrong, and immediately turned the horse's head and ran in the direction just now, but there was still a figure of Wan Yan Yong.

He jumped off his horse, grabbed a vendor selling preserved fruits over there, and asked, "What about the two people who were here just now?" Where did it go? ”

The peddler replied in a panic: "My lord, I don't know who you are talking about." ”

He pushed him away, and looked around, and the road was gradually bustling with pedestrians, and they could still be seen.

The white horse snorted beside him, and he looked like a lost child.

Wan Yanyong held Jian Wei's hand and did not let go, they walked quietly in the blurred light.

Like two petals scattered in the sea of people, treading the waves.

Janeway once went to a lantern festival with Su Zhe. On the day they went, the lantern festival was nearing the end, and because Su Zhe had never liked to be noisy, he deliberately picked up such a time to watch.

The fine silk tulle covered all kinds of appearances, and the warm light came through it, and she looked at them one by one with surprise like a child.

When she arrived at a small lake, the fountain on the water surface played a water curtain movie, and she pulled Su Zhe to stand there, the thin mist gently scratching her bare skin like a feather.

In the blank space of the lake, there are lotus-shaped water lanterns, which bloom in the night.

Brilliant fireworks suddenly burst into the sky, which was the repertoire of the lantern festival, the molten iron fireworks.

In such a beautiful night, she stared at it with wide eyes, as if she wanted to engrave it all in her heart.

But when she lowered her head and called Su Zhe, he was gone.

So few people, so beautiful views, he was lost by her side.

She tilted her head again, tears streaming down her cheeks and into her neck.

The love at that time, just like the feelings Su Zhe gave her, never believed in simple happiness, and was both expectant and uneasy about all simple and gentle feelings.

She turned her head sideways to look at Yan Yong, his eyebrows were clear, and he seemed to have the childishness of a teenager.

He felt her scrutinizing gaze, turned his head, and smiled slightly, his eyes full of words.

That night, she had a good night's sleep with some kind of blissful self-suggestion.

The next morning, Qinglian brought hot water and meals early. She was expressionless, but she was still respectful, and Jian Wei politely arranged with her.

She went out with the water, and came back, saying, "Girl, do you want the slave to help you make up?" The question was both abrupt and strange. Janeway shook her head. Qinglian retreated straight out.

After a while, Wan Yanyong came over. He was in good spirits today, and when he saw Janeway eating breakfast, he also stepped forward to bring butter pancakes to eat with her.

He said: "I just received a secret report about Liu Ji, and I need to go there in person. Come back in two days at most, you can stay here with peace of mind, but don't sneak out quietly. ”

Janeway was upset, what was the difference between this and going to jail. She frowned for a moment and asked, "Can't you take me there?" ”

Wan Yanyong shook his head: "This time the matter is very important, Liu Ji's matter has been delayed for several days, and the marshal has many blames. And you're by my side, it's too conspicuous, so stay here obediently. ”

She looked at Wan Yanyong pitifully.

Wan Yanyong rubbed her head with a smile and said, "It's really not good." There is no safer place in Shangjing except here. ”

His doting expression was too obvious, she was not used to it, and there was a kind of old cow eating tender grass, so she changed the topic: "Then, will it succeed this time?" "You will succeed in completing the Golden Vulture commands.

Wan Yanyong shook his head slowly and said, "Zong Gan attaches great importance to Liu Ji, and naturally takes into account the forces behind Liu Ji. Therefore, ordinary verbal impeachment cannot move him in the slightest. It's just that you have to give it a try. ”

He sighed: "It's just that this Liu Ji himself doesn't have any major mistakes to be found." Six years ago, when his father died, he immediately resigned from his official position and went home to worry about it. After three years of filial piety, just returned to Beijing, his mother died again, everyone else was helpless, even Taizong also said to stay, he borrowed Li Mi's "Chen Qing Table", tears were down, and went home to keep filial piety for three years. This time, it is really a clear reputation. ”

She smacked her lips when she heard this: "He is such a moral model?" ”

"It's just a matter of clinging to some reputations," he said. If he was really a man, he would have been martyred when the Northern Song Dynasty perished, how could he enter the Jinting court in such a fake way. The Han people often say: loyal ministers do not serve the two masters, and martyrs do not serve the second husband. ”

As he reached the last sentence, he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and his voice suddenly lowered.

Jian Wei laughed in her heart and said, "I have nothing to do with Wan Yanliang, he is not my husband." ”

Wan Yanyong hesitated: "Then he said ...... before"

Janeway said unhappily: "You believe everything he says, so you can simply go and talk to him." ”

Her little daughter's affection is undoubtedly revealed.

Wan Yanyong couldn't help laughing and said, "Talking to him is always eating nails, and there's half fun there." ”

Janeway snorted.

The two slowly finished breakfast, and Yan Yong was ready to leave. He hesitated for a moment, then raised his foot and walked towards Janeway, who couldn't help but thump her heart.

He looked at her intently for a while, but he just reached out to help her comb her sideburns and said, "Have a good rest, don't be a picky eater." Then he turned and departed. Janeway breathed a sigh of relief and a little disappointed.

As his white clothes faded away, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she hurried out the door, shouting, "Wait." ”

Wan Yanyong stood still, turned around and looked at her in surprise.

Jian Wei ran over out of breath and asked him, "If I have a way to get rid of Liu Ji, can you not go?" ”