There are still a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and all the squares in Jinling City are already busy with colorful lanterns, even Shili Zhuque Street is no exception.

From the street through the end of the street, those newly placed lights on the three steps of a scene, five steps a change, birds and animals, characters and landscapes, from large to small, all kinds of colors, can be called ingenious, dazzling.

After the truce between the north and the south, the people's hearts are stable, a faction is peaceful, at this time the city is ten miles of lights, nine cities, the meaning of celebration is about to catch up with the Midyear Festival, but some people have no intention to watch and taste this is not easy to get the peaceful and prosperous world.

"Master, if you and Lixiang had listened to Lu Feng's words and tied Miss Li to the bed, maybe this wouldn't have happened."

Xiaobei looked left and right, rubbing his eyes and said. Along the way, he never blinked his eyes, for fear of missing the figure of Lige, and at this time, the lights on the street were chaotic, and he was forced to tears.

The phoenix's eyes were squinted, bright and narrow, Xiao Mochen's mouth was pursed into a slit, his face was tight, the cold air around him was pressing, and he glanced at Xiaobei coldly, Xiaobei only felt that the temperature around him had plummeted, and he realized that he had said the wrong thing again.

Twisting his head to the side, Xiaobei slapped his mouth hard.

If you talk nonsense, according to the rarity of the master's treatment of Miss Li, will she be tied up? Mo said that tying her up was to find someone to lock her in the room like a prisoner, and the master was already distressed enough.

Alas, who knew that the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion were so useless, and the layers of encirclement still allowed a weak woman with a strange poison in her body and a weak body to break through successfully.

Unconsciously, they have crossed Suzaku Street and walked onto the Moon Bridge, the willow leaves on both sides of the bridge are fluttering, and the branches are like a messy hair, reflecting the flower boats in the lake, the boat is lit with yellow lights, and the Wuxin Pavilion not far away is also hung with lanterns.

The restaurant and tea shop were overcrowded, and the pedestrians on the bridge came and went like flowing water, but Xiao Mochen seemed to be still, his eyes locked in one direction, and his pupils were motionless.

Xiaobei was a little surprised when he saw that Xiao Mochen suddenly didn't understand, and when he looked at him, he saw a woman in a pale yellow Luo skirt, sitting on the edge of the ferry, her feet hanging down, her head and body shaking in unison.

If it was before, Xiaobei would not have recognized this Qianying, but now it is different, his master runs into people's boudoirs twice in three days, and it is difficult to recognize him if he doesn't want to.

Isn't that swaying figure just Miss Li, who climbed the dog hole from the Prime Minister's Mansion an hour ago and sneaked out.

Xiaobei pretended to glance at his master inadvertently, only to see that he was like a puppet dominated by someone, his pupils were still not moving, his body was very stiff, step by step, and he walked straight to the ferry.

"Go tell the separation, Ge'er has found it."

After Xiao Mochen finished speaking, his body still did not relax, he could only rub the purse on his waist like a reaction, the lights were shining, his eyes were finely broken, and they were full of light.

At this time, there happened to be a beautiful singing voice from Qianhua Pavilion, and the song was sung like this: Lang Jun, the wine glass in your hand is too shallow, and the slave family will not be able to respect the future for a long time, and this alley without regrets is too short, and we can't walk with gray hair. Two catties of peach blossoms are made into wine, and the wine is sad and the gentleman is still smiling, and the corners of the eyes of the laughing slave are too gentle......

Can't walk with gray hair?

The people who love each other are too little for a lifetime, and they can't wait to promise three lives and three lives, if they can't grow old together, what is the meaning of life?

Just now, he had thought about this question, what would he do if his song broke the appointment and disappeared from his life forever? Unexpectedly, his first thought was to go with her regardless of everything.

He knew that he loved her, but he didn't know that he loved her so much, and his love for her was like seeping into the bone marrow and couldn't be withdrawn.

Fortunately, everything was just a false alarm, but fortunately, his song didn't lose him.

Xiao Mochen stopped behind Lige, the tall figure immediately wrapped her, and he called softly with red eyes: "Ge'er."

"Huh?" Hearing the sound, Lige, who was originally staring at the flower boat, raised his head, tilted his head, his eyes were confused, and he squinted at the visitor.

Looking up at the light, Lige's skin was very white, and there were no impurities on his face, just like the best white jade was crystal clear. At this moment, her face was blurred with an abnormal layer of crimson, and her white face became red, as if she had a thin layer of rouge, which was very good-looking.

If it weren't for the fact that she looked drunk at the moment, if it weren't for the strong smell of alcohol on her body, Xiao Mochen really thought that she had applied rouge for the first time.

Dare to run out and drink secretly!

Xiao Mochen was furious, completely angry, clenched his fists, glared angrily at the drunken ghost underground, and gritted his teeth word by word and asked, "What are you doing!"

"Shh Stretching out his index finger and putting it to his mouth, Lige whispered mysteriously, "I'm peeking at the fairy changing clothes, don't scare him away." ”

Not only drinking! And peek at other people's clothes! Isn't she too used to her, she is so blatant, so ......

Xiao Mochen couldn't scold anymore, and looked at Lige with some hatred, and in the end, his face softened.

Tell yourself over and over again: the woman you choose, the woman you choose, you can't yell, scold or get angry.

Xiao Mochen closed his eyes to adjust his breath, but Lige, who was sitting on the wooden board, blinked his big eyes and kept tilting his head to look at him, and finally his blurred eyes instantly lit up.

"Poof!" With a bang, Lige threw the things in his hand into the lake, quickly rubbed it off the ground, got up, grabbed Xiao Mochen's neckline, and shouted loudly: "Sister fairy!"

Fairy sister?

Xiao Mochen was startled by her at first, and finally relaxed and gave up struggling, hanging his head, looking at Lige with an expressionless face, watching her shout hard.

"Sister Fairy! Why did you get to the shore and just saw you changing your clothes, hey, your white cloak? What about a good-looking cape? Lige rudely turned Xiao Mochen's body around, pressed his claws on his back, touched it hard, and shouted while touching: "Sister Fairy, where is your white cloak?" What about your white wings? Wow! The fairy sister's wings are gone! Someone broke it off and roasted it and ate it! Do you want to eat it with bitter gourd juice? Wow! I hate bitter melon the most......"

Who knew that Lige touched it, and cried loudly.

Seeing that the passers-by were looking sideways and pointing, Xiao Mochen hurriedly coaxed the song to leave, he knew that the song was referring to the scene when they first met on the night of the Shangyuan Festival.

It seems that Ge'er really likes that cape, forgets everything, and remembers it. It seems that Ge'er likes him very much, and even if he loses consciousness, he still unknowingly walks to the place where they first met.

Xiao Mochen's face finally looked better, the corners of his mouth raised, holding Lige's face, carefully wiping the tears on her face, and coaxing her softly: "The cloak is still there, because it is so good-looking, and it will be stolen if I wear it, so I hid it."

Hearing this, Lige really stopped crying, and asked with round eyes, "Where are you hiding?"

"You can't say it, if you say it, you'll steal it."

As soon as he heard that it would be stolen, Lige's little face was shocked, he wrinkled his face and shook his head, waved his hands wildly, and whispered: "If you don't listen, I won't listen, and don't say it, Sister Fairy, if your wings are stolen, it will be miserable, and then you won't be able to go to heaven."

Xiao Mochen was stunned, who wants to go to heaven? is also a fairy sister, how much wine has this person drunk?

Thinking of this, Xiao Mochen began to pull his face again, pressed his hand on her shoulder, exerted a little pressure, and asked, "How much wine have you drunk?"

"Well, not much, not much, just a small simmer." Pouting, she lied without changing her face from the song, and the wine gourd in her hand just now was obviously empty.

Seeing Xiao Mochen's unkind face, Xu Ge turned his eyes in horror, lowered his head and thought for a while before he raised his head again.

"Sister fairy, don't be angry, come here, I'll show you something."

dragged Xiao Mochen to the very edge of the ferry, leaving the song mysteriously, his eyes glowing.