Tong Manjiao walked behind Yang Zhimin with a lantern, and Yang Zhimin thoughtfully protected the people behind him from being hit by the crowd.

Tong Qingyan, who saw all this, pulled Song Zhan's sleeve again, and her mouth was towards Yang Zhimin and Tong Manjiao, who were at the front.

"What? Do you want lanterns too? I can also go and guess the lantern riddles. ”

Song Zhan's eyes were particularly bright against the backdrop of various lanterns, and he smiled lightly at Tong Qingyan's pouting.

"No, just look at this lamp, it's too troublesome to carry in your hand. I mean, you look at this six... Childe, does it look like an animal? ”

"What?"

"Peacock! Have you ever seen a peacock open screen? ”

"Of course, a rare white peacock was paid by Annan Kingdom before, and it is still kept in the Royal Beast Garden."

"This sixth son has always been courteous to my eldest sister, no different from a peacock with an open screen, and he didn't feel good at first glance."

"But your eldest sister obviously doesn't think so, you look at the eyebrows of the two of them, I estimate that Ran Qiu and Su Zhao are hanging."

"Not necessarily, the second sister will never rob a man with the eldest sister."

Song Zhan looked at Tong Qingyan seriously, thought about it, and asked the question that was hovering in his heart.

"You don't like the Sixth Son?"

"What do you like about him? Looks? This kind of man with a superb posture, standing with him is looking for excitement, if I live with this kind of man for a lifetime, I'm afraid it's too long, so I can't drown in other people's spittle stars when I go out like this. ”

"His identity ......"

"Yes, you reminded me, his identity will only attract more topics, those smiling women who don't smile and do something for you behind their backs are even more terrifying, I wish I could stay away from this trouble, you still ask this kind of question, in your eyes I am a face-seeker?"

Tong Qingyan finished eating the last sugar gourd, and looked up at Song Zhan with questioning eyes.

Song Zhan looked at Tong Qingyan, who had sugar sticks on her mouth, swallowed her saliva, stared at her affectionately, and her deliberately suppressed voice slowly sounded.

"Isn't it?"

Tong Qingyan's face turned red in Song Zhan's sight, thinking that this person had only teased him before, Tong Qingyan lowered her head and walked a few steps quickly, refusing to talk to her, and heard the person behind her laugh sullenly twice, Tong Qingyan walked faster.

Yang Zhimin and Tong Manjiao were too harmonious, resulting in Ran Qiu and Su Zhao having to stay with Tong Manjiao, with such two high-quality men escorting, Ran Qiu actively cooperated with whatever he wanted to play, and what he wanted to eat and drink, Su Zhao immediately went to buy it.

Tong Manji feels that after so many years of Shangyuan Festival, only this year's worth reminiscing about with a lifetime is really enjoyable.

When the three of them returned home, the old lady had already rested, and Tong Manjiao walked back to her yard with a lantern, and saw Zhou looking forward to it.

As soon as Zhou saw Tong Manjiao's figure, he greeted her, looked at the lantern in her hand, and then looked at the bags of snacks in Tong Manjiao's arms who followed closely, and the anxious mood instantly turned into spring flowers.

"Are you back? Are you going to enjoy the lanterns or the lake today? How about the two sons of Shangshufu? ”

"Mother, I'm tired, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Tong Manjiao lightly interrupted Zhou's questioning, carefully handed the lantern to the maid beside her, told her to hang the lantern under the porch in front of the house, and walked into the inner room to prepare for rest.

Tong Manji looked at her sister's style, and then looked at Zhou's gaze turned to herself, and immediately pulled a bag of snacks out of her arms and stuffed it into Zhou's hand.

"Mother, this is delicious, you can taste it. I'm sleepy too, so I'll go back to sleep and talk about it tomorrow. ”

Without waiting for Zhou's to stop him, Tong Manji ran to his yard with snacks in a hurry, Zhou's wanted to drink Tong Manji's running and jumping figure, and he opened his mouth to endure it.

A good night's sleep

After Tong Manjiao got up, she leaned lazily on the side of the bed, looked at the dress taken out by the personal maid, and said something to stop it in a slightly hoarse voice.

"In the future, I will choose a combination of goose yellow and light green in my dress, and I will not wear other colors."

"Yes."

Tong Qingyan ate breakfast with determination, and watched Feicui go out for a trip and come back with an extra note in her palm.

Double Happiness and Pearl have long been used to it, and when Miss eats breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks every day, Feicui or Feiyan will inexplicably hand a note to Tong Qingyan.

Tong Qingyan looked at the contents of the note while biting the small wonton, and suddenly choked on a cough, and then there was a cough that couldn't be stopped.

"Is Miss alright?"

Shuangxi, who was closest to the house, hurriedly helped to stroke his back, and Pearl glared at Feicui, he had already said that he didn't look good at the news handed over by the prince when he was eating, and it was too easy to irritate the young lady......

After a few people separated last night, they went back to their homes.

Song Zhan had just freshened up and put on his clothes and came out of the clean room, sat on the edge of the bed with his bare chest and drank a sip of tea, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

"Get in."

The window opened silently, and a figure flashed in, bringing a cold wind.

Song Zhan covered his clothes, looked at Yang Zhimin, who was neatly dressed in front of him, and raised his eyebrows.

"I'm on duty tomorrow, it's not like you can sleep in."

The implication is that there is something to say quickly, of course Yang Zhimin understands, just wanted to speak, looked at Song Zhan, who was lightly dressed, and suddenly reached out and hit his chest.

Before Song Zhan waved his palm, Yang Zhimin quickly withdrew his hand, stretched out his foot and hooked a chair to sit down.

"You've been doing a good job all these years."

"Don't dare to slack off."

"Come on, the old man staring at you has long been reincarnated, and he should rest when he should rest, and now he has the idea of marrying a daughter-in-law, so he can be regarded as relaxed, right?"

"It's not a relaxing thing to start a family, and the pressure will only be greater. But you, don't stay in the north, what are you going to do when you come back, don't you know how dangerous this capital is? ”

Yang Zhimin looked at his friend with a cold face, rubbed his temples, and looked relieved.

"Don't, I just finished my date with a beautiful woman today, and I don't want to practice in front of your dead face."

As soon as the topic of beauty was raised, Song Zhan's face changed, and he squinted slightly at Yang Zhimin under the dim candlelight.

"What did you think of approaching her today?"

"You mean your shriveled and boring little master? Or is it the sick woman? ”

Before the words fell, Yang Zhimin jumped up, and saw that the chair he was sitting on just now was split in half by a sword, and Yang Zhimin scolded no longer suppressed.

"Holy! Song Zhan, you have no conscience, just treat me like this for the sake of a yellow-haired girl who has only known her for a few days?! Are you really? Ahh.......h Wrong, I was wrong, I won't say it. ”

Su Yu, who was maintaining the posture of pushing the door outside the door, glanced at the few secret guards hiding on the side, and silently took his hand back.

Only His Royal Highness the Prince of the World can clean it up, so how far can the others hide......

Yang Zhimin, who had been punched a few times on his body, bared his teeth and grinned and sat down on the seat farthest away from Song Zhan.

"Isn't it for your good, put that woman by my side, and you will be safe, I don't know how to thank me, and you still treat me like this, it's really ...... Okay, I'll shut up. ”

In the sight of Song Zhan's frozen death, Yang Zhimin decisively shut up.

"She doesn't necessarily like your self-assertive handling of her sister, I want to talk to her."

"And then? If it's not easy for her, I can't? Yang Zhimin glanced Song Zhan up and down, "Ah Zhan, I never thought that you would be a strict wife, is there anything unspeakable about that girl?!" ”

Before Song Zhan slashed over with another sword, Yang Zhimin was decisive, Song Zhan walked to the table, took a pen and paper and wrote a few sentences, and called Su Yu.

"The old rule, send it to Tong's Mansion after dawn."

"Yes."

"Also, all the Dark Guards will practice for thirty more rounds, including you."

“......”

Su Yu hated this person who turned the window of the world in the middle of the night, but he could only secretly rub his hatred.