It's a secret.

Yingluo blindfolded her eyes with her hands and quietly opened her fingers a little, wanting to see Jinyu's expression.

It's a pity that he was wearing a mask, and Yingluo not only didn't see anything, but was also caught red-handed.

"Look at what? Is it good-looking? Let me see it too? Jinyu asked.

Faced with this question, Yingluo smacked her lips and decisively chose to change the topic: "By the way, I think the emperor also needs to replenish his spiritual power, do you want to let Yu Zhang give him some shares?" ”

When Jinyu heard this, her body was obviously stunned. After a long time, he spoke slowly, and his voice was resolute with no room for determination: "I didn't plan to save him. ”

He frowned, and continued, "Perhaps, you think I'm a very vicious person. ”

Half of his face was drawn like this by the emperor.

If it weren't for his fate, maybe he would have sunk to the bottom of the moat, his flesh and blood being eaten by fish and shrimp, and there was only a few bones left, never seeing the light of day.

The emperor is not benevolent, and he naturally does not need to be righteous.

Yingluo could feel Jinyu's low mood, so she rubbed his chest coquettishly, quite flattering: "No, Jinyu is the best person in this world." ”

This is the truth, she really thinks Jinyu is very kind.

If it were her, not only would she not save the emperor, but she would also beat gongs and drums and set off fireworks at the emperor's funeral to celebrate for three days and three nights.

The little girl in his arms was delicate and soft, holding a light and fluttering weightless weight, but it seemed to be a matter of course, and it weighed heavily on his heart.

"It's still early, I'll take you out on the streets." Jinyu held her hand harder, as if to rub her into the blood and bones, and never separate again.

……

Jinyu did not pick a place with few people, but walked slowly along the lively street market.

At the foot of the Son of Heaven, the imperial capital of the imperial city is extremely prosperous.

It was evening, and the streets were still crowded. One attic after another stands by the river, and when the wind blows, there are layers of ripples on the river, which lasts for a long time.

Red lanterns adorn the branches, and the firelight flickers, and the lights are full of shadows.

Yingluo quietly poked her head out of Jinyu's arms, curiously surveying everything around her.

There was a stall selling masks not far in front, Yingluo bought one, put it on, and jumped out of Jinyu's arms.

She was in a good mood, grabbed Jinyu's hand, interlocked her fingers with him, and shook her head proudly: "Okay, now I'm the same as you." ”

Jinyu didn't say anything, just smiled lowly.

Hand in hand, the two walked through wide streets, narrow stone bridges, and ancient trees tied with red strips.

The moon hung high in the sky, reflecting a hazy shadow on the surface of the river, and the silver light shimmered.

"I can't walk." Yingluo pursed her lips in a rare squeamishness, then squatted on the side of the road and pointed to the vendor selling sugar gourds: "I want to eat that." ”

"Wait for me." Jinyu turned around, walked through the crowd, and bought the sugar gourd she wanted.

Yingluo smiled happily, and had just eaten two bites when the vendor suddenly ran over.

Maybe it's because Yingluo and Jinyu are dressed in extravagance, not like liars or lai. The peddler looked pleading and asked with some embarrassment, "Childe girl, I want to go for convenience, can you please help me guard these sugar gourds?" ”

It's rare to be happy today, Yingluo nodded, and agreed very happily.

She pulled Jinyu to the stall, and felt that it seemed a little unkind for her to eat it by herself, so she took the largest sugar gourd from the straw stack, tore off the candy paper, and handed it to Jinyu.