Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Lantern Festival
After breakfast, Fushang and Wanwan dressed her, and after putting on their cloaks, the three of them set off towards the Thousand Winds Palace.
Lan Zijin remembered what happened last night, and couldn't help but whisper to the two of them: "Don't mention it to anyone about me in the future." ”
"Don't worry, we understand."
After saying it later, Fushang also looked at Lan Zijin and nodded.
In the main hall of the Thousand Winds Palace, all the concubines gathered together, and Ximen Wuya and Dongfang Luoyu sat on the main seat. Lan Zijin sat down and glanced at the main seat, Dongfang Luoyu was talking to Ximen Wuya at this time, she didn't hear clearly, she saw Ximen Wuya smiling very softly and happily. And Dongfang Luoyu's eyes when he looked at her were also full of pity.
This is what husband and wife look like, Lan Zijin thought so, the corners of his mouth hooked up a cool smile, as if laughing at himself, he turned his head and stopped looking at them, but found that Murong Fei, who had just recovered from a serious illness, also came here, and Lan Zijin didn't see much of the others, only a few glances at the banquet. At this time, she realized that Dongfang Luoyu actually had so many concubines, at least a dozen.
Lan Zijin lowered his head and thought of it, these concubines Dongfang Luoyu have all been pampered, and even some of them have been spoiled and forgotten, so when these people are guarding the empty palace alone, are they very lonely. When did they enter the palace? How many lonely nights have you endured?
"I wish the king and queen a happy New Year, Qin Se and Ming, and I wish the East country prosperity!"
The concubines got up and bowed to the two men on the throne.
Lan Zijin came back to his senses and got up and knelt down.
After returning to the palace, Wanwan said: "The first to the third king of the first year is to accompany the queen, the royal family of the eastern country pays attention to the rain and dew, the rules left by the ancestors, from the fourth day of the new year, the king will take turns to spend the night in each concubine*, maybe the fourth day of the king will come." ”
"It doesn't matter if you come or not." Lan Zijin chuckled, she remembered the days in Nangong Prince's Mansion, she hadn't seen Nangong Yu for months. Those concubines may only see Dongfang Luoyu a few times a year. In this way, it is okay for him to accompany them more, and it can even be said that Lan Zijin is now somewhat sympathetic to those people.
Time passed bit by bit, Dongfang Luoyu had never been to the Nine Hidden Pavilion, the 15th Lantern Festival, and Lan Zijin went out under the strong request of Wanwan.
The palace is full of lights, and Lan Zijin thinks that the lanterns outside the palace must be more lively.
"You two stand here for a while, and I'll go back to the palace to get something." Lan Zijin turned around and ran towards the statue of the Nine Hidden Pavilion, ignoring the sudden shouts of Wanwan and Fushang behind.
"Niangniang, why do you want to go back to the palace?" Wanwan also shouted in the direction of Lan Zijin's departure, but Fushang stopped her and said, "Niangniang is not a child anymore, and she is so powerful, she will be fine." ”
"But ......" Wanwan was still worried, because she knew that Lan Zijin had been in a bad mood recently.
"It's nothing, I see that Niangniang was quite happy just now, she must have thought of something funny. Let's go shopping. Fushang said, and then went to look at the lanterns in the evening.
Lan Zijin returned to the palace, found the coiled dragon sword from the drawer, hid it in the cuffs, took off all the headdresses on his head, and tied it into an ordinary bun.
I just wanted to go out, and I remembered that it was always a little inconvenient to dress up in this outfit to go out of the palace, so I changed into men's clothes, tied a man's hair in a bun, and took some silver to go out.
Lan Zijin jumped into the air and stepped on the eaves on the roof of the palace and soon came to the outside of the palace, I have to say that since she became a demon source, her light skills seem to be more powerful, far better than when she was a saint.
In the royal city, people come and go everywhere and are very lively, and a few fireworks will appear in the air from time to time, which is beautiful.
When she came to the palace, all her troubles were put aside by Lan Zijin, she bought a bowl of rice balls, sat on the edge of the small shop and ate quietly.
The rice balls were sweet, and when she was about to eat the last one, she saw a familiar figure.
Lan Zijin hurriedly put the bowl on the table, leaving a few pieces of silver and chased after him.
If she is not mistaken, that person is Dongfang Luoqi.
The street was bustling with pedestrians, always blocking between the two, and the person's back image was very similar to Dongfang Luoqi, but he never looked back.
Lan Zijin didn't do anything, anyway, she was already out of the palace, she flew into the air, stepped on the shoulders of a few pedestrians and soon came to the person, she patted him on the shoulder, the person turned his head, but it was not Dongfang Luoqi.
They look so similar, but their looks are very different. This person who is very similar to Dongfang Luoqi is really unsatisfactory in appearance. The man asked, "Childe, what's wrong?" Do we know each other? ”
"I'm sorry. I recognized the wrong person. Lan Zijin was about to turn around and leave, but he didn't expect the man to grab Lan Zijin's arm, look cheap, and squeeze his eyebrows at Lan Zijin and said, "Childe, don't go!" I see that the child's eyebrows are clear, why don't you come to my house and sit down, or you and I can enjoy the fifteen lanterns together. ”
Lan Zijin pushed his hand away in disgust, but he didn't expect this person to be as good as Long Yang, so he hurriedly said, "You misunderstood." I'm not a broken sleeve. ”
Unexpectedly, the man refused to give up, and quickly stepped forward to block Lan Zijin's way, and said: "Hey~ What the son said is bad, no man can be born with a habit of breaking sleeves." This can all be cultivated, Gongzi is so beautiful, why don't you try it? ”
"Fuck your uncle, you get out of Lao Tzu, be careful that I chop you!" The coiled dragon sword in Lan Zijin's sleeve was held in her hand, and she glared at the man viciously, and put the sword around his neck.
The man hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "Son's life, son's life!" It's okay if you don't want to try, so why bother with knives and guns! It's insulting. ”
"Phew! Lao Tzu is disgusted when he sees you, and he still imitates my friend to dress like this, do you think you are a beautiful man like him? Shameless! Lan Zijin said angrily, looking at the white shirt that was almost the same as Dongfang Luoqi, Lan Zijin was angry and didn't fight anywhere. What else is insulting to Sven, is he also worthy of wearing this white clothes?
"Your friend? Who are your friends? The man wondered.
"You don't care who my friend is! You deserve to know who he is! Look at you like this, donkeys are better looking than you! ”
Lan Zijin put down the coiled dragon sword and withdrew it into his sleeve, and the people around him were looking at them in unison, Lan Zijin hurriedly walked to the side, and the people also dispersed.
Lan Zijin walked and walked, and was patted on the shoulder, Lan Zijin held the Panlong Sword in his hand and said, "Are you sick!" What are you doing with Lao Tzu! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu really killed you! ”
Looking back at the Panlong Sword on the man, Lan Zijin turned his head, but what he saw was the real Dongfang Luoqi.