Lantern night market, lights all night, hanging high lanterns have many shapes, lotus, small animals, and the simplest four-sided eight-sided lamps, their wicks are hung with red paper, tassels are hung under the red paper, a lantern is written with a puzzle, some lanterns come with puzzles, and some are blank paper waiting for interested people to write in person.

At the end of the lantern corridor, there are also jugglers, acrobats, dancing lively, and some palace people pretend to be small vendors, selling some small things, as well as the small tea stalls and small pastry stalls, which really seem to have moved the folk streets.

The emperor was very pleased with Mu Zhan's intentions, and ordered that the casual play here should not care about status.

Although the emperor said so, who dared to be presumptuous in front of the emperor, one by one still stood honestly in place and did not dare to move.

So at this moment, there should be a person who takes the lead, Mu Jian slowly walked out of the crowd, he was dressed in white and the snow was like a fairy, and he walked into the lantern corridor lazily without others, Ke Sasin followed behind him, Mu Jian picked a lantern and took off the red paper in the wick, took it in his hand and looked at it, shook his head and smiled slightly, it seemed that he had guessed the answer to the riddle at a glance, but he didn't say, but handed the puzzle to Ke Sasin, deliberately making it difficult for her.

Mu Jian and Kirsasin talked and laughed, blurred and illusory in the warm light, they were like immortals who had come to the mortal world by accident, and in their golden pupils was a glimmer of curiosity about everything.

The second to go out is Li Qingru, she grabbed her two little sisters and ran and jumped into the lantern corridor, the woman's warbler swallow language broke the silence of the night, someone opened a precedent after everyone also walked into the lantern corridor one after another, everyone deliberately ignored the existence of the emperor, and began to play.

Mu Zhao looked down at the jade pendant he was holding in his hand, a little warm, and remembered the playful and lovely girl in red who only had one side.

I don't know how many thousands of times I brushed this smooth jade surface, and I feel like a fool when I think about it.

Concubine Xian's slender jade hand gently rested on the emperor's wrist, and Mu Zhao looked at the jade hand, only to find that Concubine Xian happened to be wearing a water-red dress today, which was as gentle as water and as delicate as a flower under this warm yellow light.

She smiled lightly, her lips opened lightly, and her voice was as tender as ever, "Your Majesty, are you willing to accompany the two concubines to walk among these thousands of lights?" ”

It is said that the son is like a mother, Mu Yu followed his arrogant mother, Mu Yu followed his gentle and lovely mother, at this time Mu Zhao remembered that Concubine Xian was a little woman in the south of the Yangtze River, and before entering the palace, she must have loved to walk in the small street during the Mid-Autumn Festival, put krathongs by the river, and guessed riddles under the corridor.

"What if I say I don't want to?" , Mu Zhao put down the jade pendant, and the little white jade obediently hung on his waist. Although he said this deliberately, Mu Zhao's hand stopped in mid-air, as if waiting for Concubine Xian to take the initiative to take him.

After marrying the emperor for so many years, the emperor's temperament and concubine are naturally clear, but today at this time, she wants to have the heart of the youngest daughter's family, and the hand of the concubine slowly slides down like silk across her arms, leaving an itch every inch of her "The concubine will go away by herself, but it's a pity that the beautiful scenery is not accompanied by a lover, but it's not that she can't get by." ”