Now it seems to be the Lantern Festival in the world, now the street is a shy lady and a famous son, dressed very exquisitely, carefully dressed up themselves, Lantern Festival, everyone is a poetry friends, talk about the ancient and modern, at the same time, everyone in the hand is holding a peach blossom.

If you like the other party, you can give the peach blossom in your hand to the other party, and if the other party is also happy with you, you will give back the peach blossom in your hand.

Wen Muyue and Shen Meng stayed in this inn for several days, Wen Muyue didn't know what she had done, her face was not very good-looking, but the things she brought back seemed to be just right to maintain the vitality of Shen Meng's body, and each of these things was rare in the world.

"Actually, you're not quite like that." Shen Meng looked at Wen Muyue, and his voice was flat.

"I don't ask my master to forgive me, but I want to do as much as I can for him." Wen Muyue shook his head, he naturally hoped that Shen Meng would forgive him, but he had already done such an excessive thing, so he didn't ask for too much.

Shen Meng didn't speak again.

Subsequently, the two wandered the streets of the Lantern Festival together, Shen Meng was still wearing a dusty white dress, which looked particularly extraordinary, but probably this Lantern Festival night market was too lively, so that Shen Meng was infected with a little more red dust, but fortunately, Shen Meng wore a thin veil on his face, and now no one paid attention to Shen Meng.

Wen Muyue followed Shen Meng's side closely, in the days when Shen Meng was in a coma, he exhausted his strength to find all kinds of good elixirs from all over the place, no matter what the method, he was willing to try, and now Shen Meng's body seems to be ...... It's really getting better.

"What's that?" Shen Meng looked at the corner of the place, it was an old woman in a cloth skirt, now guarding in front of her stall, there were all kinds of clay figurines in front of her stall, all of them were lifelike, and the children in the past stopped to watch.

Shen Meng seemed to be seeing this kind of thing for the first time.

"Master, that's a clay figure." Wen Muyue opened his mouth, and he looked at Shen Meng's child-like clear and bright eyes, and his heart moved slightly.

I went directly to the stall and looked at the old woman in the cloth skirt.

"Pinch me two clay figurines, just pinch me and her." Wen Muyue spoke directly to the old woman.

The old woman nodded, and then looked at Shen Meng, who took off her veil and stood beside Wen Muyue.

“…… I'm afraid of this girl's heavenly appearance...... Can't pinch it out. After the old woman saw Shen Meng's appearance, her face was slightly embarrassed, and she didn't even dare to look at Shen Meng, the person in front of her, her beauty was cold, pure, and not allowed to be blasphemed by others.

It seems that it is blasphemy to take a second look, and it seems that it is blasphemy that she has pinched out a clay figure that does not look like four.

"It's okay." Shen Meng opened his mouth and motioned for the old woman to continue.

Then I saw the old woman vividly use the tools in her hand to start pinching, looking very serious, and soon, in the hands of this old woman, there were two more lifelike clay figures, and the charm of the two people was simply pinched out.

The people on the streets on both sides stopped to look at this side, and their eyes almost fell on Shen Meng's body, with amazement in their eyes.

Not for anything else.

Because she laughed.