"The prince is so stingy that he has been delaying his visit. I didn't bring any gifts at all. Look at the young master of the camp, the people haven't come yet, and they have already sent a room of treasures. I also propose to you with such a beautiful big ring, county lord, I think it is better to be a young master, and it is not a loss to follow a generous person. "The personal maid persuaded the county lord of Changbai.

"Do I scarce these treasures?" The county lord of Changbai asked disappreciably.

"What does the county lord need?"

The county lord of Changbai opened the jewelry box again, took out the withered vine bracelet, sniffed it carefully, and said, "There are some things that money can't buy. ”

"The county lord can only choose between the crown prince and the young lord." The maid glanced at the bracelet, vaguely guessed her thoughts, and said regretfully, "The county lord can only keep it in his heart what he likes." After all, it is just a withered vine, how can it be compared with the value of the crystal bracelet given by the young master, one in the sky and the other in the ground. ”

The county lord of Changbai sighed and asked, "The prince said that he would let me see something different at night, what do you say it would be?"

"At night, is it to watch the lanterns?"

"It's early winter, and it's not the Lantern Festival, where are the lanterns!"

The Lord of Changbai is looking forward to this moment. Although the prince only appeared once, he was actually more attracted to him than the camp guard season who was tired of being with her every day.

The personal maid sighed inwardly, there are too many things for the county lord to choose from, so he doesn't know what to cherish.

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At the end of the first watch, it was already dark, and it had entered the night ban period at this point in time, so Hailan had never appreciated the capital at night.

The capital at night has a unique taste.

The sky is blue-black, with white clouds carved in relief, and the moon is like a mirror moving among the white clouds during the star mosaic.

The houses are brightly lit and the streets are brightly lit, and the smell of red bean porridge fills the streets.

The housewives had cleaned up the stoves, people came out in droves, and the streets were busier than ever.

Some people burn paper money, paper clothes, and the like in front of their homes. The river was the most populous, and golden flames burned everywhere.

Many people put candles in paper boats and let the rivers carry the paper boats away. The whole river, candlelight.

"It's so pretty." The Changbai County Lord clapped his hands happily as he looked at the small flames flowing all over the river.

Zhu Qi stood beside him, his expression solemn, and the firelight shone in his lake-like eyes, sparkling.

"In the entire capital, you may be the only one who is happy." Zhu Qi's voice is like the sound of a flute at this time, which is easy to arouse people's sadness.

"Why?" Only then did the county lord of Changbai find that the people who burned the paper money and put the paper boat were all crying and sobbing quietly.

"Today is Winter Clothes Day. Also known as the Ancestor Festival, it is our traditional sacrificial festival here, and the Qingming Festival and Shangsi Festival in spring, and the Zhongyuan Festival in autumn, and is called the four major ghost festivals of the year. They boiled red bean porridge and gave it to their deceased relatives; It's getting cold, give them cold clothes, I'm afraid they will catch a cold......" Zhu Qi said in a low voice, his throat seemed to be choked, and he didn't continue.

His voice was so infectious that it suddenly stirred the heart of the Changbai County Lord, and she suddenly felt a little sad and remembered her mother.

Mom is so stupid that she gave everything she has to her father, but does her father miss her?

She is just one of his many women, the so-called people go to tea and cool, I am afraid that only I still remember her.

So sometimes she really doesn't want to be a woman, she wants to be a man.

Her personality is very popular in the vast prairie.

But when he arrived in the Central Plains, he seemed to have become an outlier.

People here prefer to move their mouths rather than their hands, and prefer women who are gentle and virtuous rather than rough and straightforward.

Everyone rejected her, and she didn't understand this, so she felt very lonely.

Lonely people are far more fragile on the inside than they are on the outside.

Zhu Qi's words undoubtedly aroused her deep longing for her mother.

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