After the mourning period of Empress Yijia in March, Luo Yihuan followed Gongyi Muyue back to the annex of Bodhi Temple, and when she passed by the wonton stall on the way, Gongyi Muyue stopped the carriage and said to Luo Yihuan: "Yihuan, let's go eat a bowl of wontons." ”

Luo Yi was overjoyed, and happily followed Gongyi Muyue out of the carriage, Gongyi Muyue and Luo Yihuan finished eating, and then asked: "What else do you like to eat in this Shengjing Market, I will take you to eat more in a few days." ”

"Thank you, Imperial Concubine, but hasn't Imperial Concubine always liked these very much?" Luo Yihuan asked puzzled.

"You are about to enter the palace as the emperor's concubine, and you can't come out like this now, so naturally you can eat more if you want to eat now." Gongyi Muyue said.

“…… Niangniang, I heard that there is a night market here at night, can Niangniang bring some plainclothes guards to let Yihuan come out? Luo Yihuan asked with great interest.

"Of course." Gongyi Muyue readily agreed.

When the two of them arrived at night, they took a few very capable guards and changed into ordinary people's clothes and came to the street market in Shengjing City.

The night market in Shengjing is always lively, not bleak, just when Luo Yihuan came to a performing acrobatic troupe, the artist dressed as an animal suddenly jumped in front of him, Luo Yihuan was startled, only to see the man clapping a tambourine in front of him, dancing a strange dance around himself......

After a while, the man raised his head and spewed out a flame of light into the sky, and the people around him clapped their hands one after another, and Luo Yihuan couldn't help but clap his hands with relish......

At this time, the juggler came to him again, Luo Yihuan saw that he had just fallen on the ashes and debris that had just fallen from the juggling, took out a handkerchief and reached out to sweep him, Gongyi Muyue pulled Luo Yihuan: "Yihuan, men and women are not intimate......!" ”

“…… Sizzle"

Luo Yihuan hurriedly withdrew his hand, and forgot about this ancient male and female defense for a while......

But at that moment, the juggler suddenly grabbed his hand, and for a moment, Luo Yihuan looked at him with wide eyes and disbelief, and the people around him also looked at each other, and at this time, Luo Yihuan suddenly frowned, because she saw ......

She saw the juggler's eyes peeking out from behind his cumbersome mask......

Is he crying?! ……

The juggler slowly let go of his hand, took a few steps back, and said, "Cultivating immortals." ”

"Huh?!"

Luo Yihuan was stunned for a while, what is this person talking about??

At this time, the juggler had already returned to the team, and at this time, Gongyi Muyue pulled Luo Yihuan away and said:

"These jugglers should be Tibetan people, and the sentence just now is in Tibetan language."

"And what do you mean by that?"

"I wish you peace and happiness, he should be giving you a blessing."

Gongyi Muyue smiled lightly, but the moment the light on the side of the road shone into Gongyi Muyue's eyes, Luo Yihuan grabbed Gongyi Muyue and asked, "Niangniang, why are you crying?" ”

"What?"

Gongyi Muyue wiped her eyes, "I didn't cry." ”

"Niangniang......" Luo Yihuan wanted to ask again, but Gongyi Muyue pulled Luo Yihuan away:

"It's getting late, let's go, we should go back, tomorrow I will take someone to accompany you up the mountain to pick some flowers and come back to make rouge."

Luo Yihuan was pulled forward by Gongyi Muyue, and she turned her head to look at the juggling place, which was still full of people......