Wushuang is so dedicated to the affairs of the Colorful Festival, will the lord of the country not know?

Although it is said that two people do it together, but who is really doing things and who is having fun, the lord of the country must be another scale in his heart, and he will not know.

But Wuwen is still like before, and he hasn't grown at all.

Looks like it's time to get a little bit warmer.

"What's there to do about this, I don't know these things, and Wushuang doesn't know what the idea is, in the study, it's clear that my father asked him to hold this colorful festival, but he pulled me, he must have asked me to do hard work, I didn't want to, cheap him." Wuwen felt that his analysis was particularly correct, and he was still proud.

Baimei was speechless, it was obvious that Wushuang pulled him, he just didn't want Wuwen to make trouble for him, knowing that Wuwen couldn't help him at all, but he was still willing to share half of his hard work with Wuwen.

Wuwen is still like a fool and doesn't know what Wushuang means, these two sons are really one in the sky and one in the ground.

"Are you right about my analysis?" I am still very proud of my lack of warmth, and I am complacent that I haven't made a difference.

Baimei rolled his eyes and continued to persuade, "I advise you to help a group of Wushuang as well, do you think your father doesn't know who is contributing to this matter, he must be secretly observing which prince is capable, otherwise how could he agree to Wushuang You will come together to hold this Colorful Festival." ”

After Baimei finished speaking, he asked Wuwen to think about it himself.

Wuwen was blinded by Baimei's words, what Baimei said was not unreasonable, but why didn't he think of it.

But it's too late to deal with Wushuang now, tomorrow is the Colorful Festival.

Wuwen suddenly felt that he was a failure, and now he seemed to have lost to Wushuang everywhere, and he didn't have the upper hand.

Mo Qingrou has been looking forward to the Colorful Festival for the past two days.

"Tomorrow is the Colorful Festival." Mo said softly and excitedly.

"Well, you can go shopping, Sister Mo." The fish came out with the dishes.

It's not okay for everyone to be idle these days, but it's only limited to Yu Er and Mo Qingrou.

An Shuangchi asked Wei Yi and the medicine man to go out and stare at Wuwen and Baimei to see what they were doing.

"We'll leave tomorrow morning to see." Mo Qingrou can finally get out of the customs.

"Childe, things are almost over, tomorrow is the Colorful Festival, and all the personnel have been arranged." Jade Dragon walked in and reported to Wushuang.

"Well, that's good, there's nothing going on over there without temperature, right?" Wushuang asked.

"No, the eldest prince can have anything, it's almost the same to make trouble." The jade dragon glanced at him.

Wushuang looked at Yulong seriously and said, "Don't say this about Wuwen behind your back in the future, as a prince, how can you talk nonsense, if you are listened to by other people with intentions, I can't protect you." ”

This sentence is harsh at any time, but Wushuang is good for Yulong.

At least Wushuang really regarded Yulong as his good friend, so he would talk like this.

"Got it, Childe." Yulong also realized that he was talking without thinking anymore and immediately apologized.

"Well, you go to Miss Mo and ask, if they go tomorrow, if they go, we will go with them, so that nothing will happen to them." Wushuang said.

"Okay." The jade dragon immediately ran to Mo Qingrou's side.

Wushuang rubbed his head, his head was really big in the past two days.

The time soon came to the day of the Colorful Festival.

Mo Qingrou got up early and called everyone to set off together.

On the market, there are many more people than two days ago, and it is full of people, and it is not crowded.

"Be careful, don't get scattered." Wushuang specially instructed a few of them.

"Why are there so many people?" The medicine man complained that his big man stood out in the crowd, and everyone whispered when they saw the medicine man.

This man is simply too tall.

It's like watching monkeys in a zoo, the medicine man is very dissatisfied, but is there any way to stop it, after all, there are so many people, and they can't beat it for a while.

"If you want to inquire about any news, you have to go to the colorful street in front, which specializes in selling news." Wushuang said to An Shuangchi.

He remembered that An Shuangchi seemed to have some questions to ask last time, but there was no result, so he reminded An Shuangchi.

An Shuangchi looked at Mo Qingrou and them, but she was not at ease.

"If Gongzi An has something to ask, go ahead, Miss Mo, we will watch." Wushuang could see that An Shuangchi didn't want Mo Qingrou to know about this matter, but he couldn't rest assured that Mo Qingrou wouldn't be able to inquire.

An Shuangchi listened to Wushuang's words, but hesitated for a moment, and then nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, I'll come back as soon as possible." ”

"Go ahead." Musou nodded.

After that, he said to Yulong, "You just follow Mo Qingrou every step of the way, you don't need to follow me." ”

"It's Childe." Yulong immediately ran to Mo Qingrou's side.

Mo gently said that An Shuangchi seemed to be gone, and asked suspiciously, "What about An Shuangchi?" ”

"Oh, he's gone to the hut." Wushuang reacted immediately, and hurriedly hid it for An Shuang.

Mo Qingrou was so happy that she didn't think too much about it, so she went with him, and there was nothing wrong anyway.

An Shuangchi walked all the way towards Qicai Street, and each vendor was an independent person, wearing a black cloak and hat.

I can't see my face clearly, and it looks particularly mysterious.

An Shuangchi didn't know who to ask for a while.

"Childe, what do you want to ask? See if I can help you? A middle-aged woman came over with a hoarse voice.

"There's a lot I want to know." An Shuangchi said, not refusing the middle-aged woman's inquiry.

The middle-aged woman's hat covered half of her face, revealing only a weird smile, "I know a lot, just look at the price you can't come up with." ”

An Shuangchi's face softened, and it seemed that he could know something, "Okay." ”

"Then the son, please." The middle-aged woman led An Shuangchi into a dark room.

"What does Childe want to know?" The middle-aged woman asked after arranging An Shuangchi to sit down.

An Shuangchi remained vigilant, looked around for a while, and then said, "I want to know about Baimei's past." ”

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to her senses, "Yes." ”

An Shuangchi noticed the middle-aged woman's pause for a second, and immediately asked, "How much do you know?" ”

"All, but not cheap." The middle-aged woman agreed on the price in advance.

"Money is not an issue." An Shuangchi said, he just wanted to know about Baimei's past, and he could spend as much as he wanted.

"Okay, then I'll tell you." The middle-aged woman told An Shuangchi some things word by word.

An Shuangchi listened seriously, but the expression on her face changed from calm to surprise.

I didn't expect him to know Bai Mei, and Bai Mei came to Wuyingmen this time for him.

It seems that Wuwen didn't come here at a great price, and Baimei didn't come for the half of the city of Wuwen.

"Childe is still satisfied?" After the middle-aged woman finished speaking, she asked.

An Shuang didn't speak, but just took out a bunch of silver tickets from his cuffs, "Thank you." ”

"You're welcome." The middle-aged woman's deep, wrinkled hand took the silver ticket.

An Shuangchi asked curiously, "How old are you?" ”

At this time, the middle-aged woman's hand paused, and only then did An Shuangchi turn out the silver ticket in his hand.

After a while, he spoke, "Fang Ling is twenty-five." ”

An Shuang's eyes widened for a long time, and she looked at the girl in front of her in front of her, who covered most of her face, and her wrinkled hands.

"Childe, don't you believe it?" The girl said as if laughing at herself.

"No, just curious about what made you the way you are." An Shuangchi didn't mean to despise her.

"The people who do our business are actually not very old, and you see that those men who look like old men are actually only in their thirties." The girl sighed as if helpless.

"Don't be afraid, this is providence." The girl turned her head and said again.

An Shuang didn't understand.

"Can you please tell the girl clearly?" An Shuangchi took out the silver ticket from his cuff and put it on the table.

The girl didn't refuse, took the silver ticket and said, "Do our business, often tell others things we shouldn't tell, God will punish us, will think that we leaked the secret of heaven, so this is used to punish us, our life in this line has never exceeded thirty-five years old, we can only make more money before this, let our next generation live well, then we will be at ease under Jiuquan." ”

The girl's voice choked up a little as she spoke, and then she realized that she had lost her temper again, and almost all the people who came here had never asked themselves such a question, so it was especially easy to be emotional when she met someone who could understand herself.

"I'm sorry to have aroused the girl's sadness." An Shuangchi said apologetically, he didn't expect this kind of secret to be bought in this way with human lives.

An Shuangchi suddenly felt a sense of guilt for knowing the secret like this.

"It's okay, it's our destiny. No wonder. The girl put away her emotions and said.

"Childe, please go back." The girl gave the order to evict the guest, and there are too many things to say today.

"Thank you, girl, for the interruption." When An Shuang was leaving, she still left a silver ticket on the girl's table.

Knowing this, An Shuang glanced at the faltering old men a few more times when she came out late, it was really hard to imagine that they were about thirty years old.

Originally, I thought that this was an organization where people from all over the country conveyed the news to each other, so that they could come to the Colorful Festival every year to sell news, but it turned out to be this way to sell their youth.

No wonder the Colorful Festival is held only once a year.

Some of the things in this world are really incredible, unimaginable.