At night, Zeming took Yinyue to visit the bustling Changming Street.

Changming Street, which runs through the north and south directions of the imperial city, is brightly lit on Chinese New Year's Eve, and the night market is very lively, with red wine and greenery, and all kinds of gadgets and snacks are sold on the roadside.

Yinyue saw many fresh things like a child, and pulled Xiahou Zeming over to look at them.

"Zeming, look, this mask is so beautiful."

Silvermoon plays with the mask in her hand.

Zeming looked at it and thought it was good: "If you like it, buy it." How much does it cost? ”

The old man stretched out his ten fingers and said, "Ten cents a piece." ”

Yinyue picked up another mask: "Hey, this is very suitable for you." As he spoke, he gestured to Zeming's face.

"Then we'll have these two."

Zeming took out a silver ingot from his money bag and handed it to the old man, "No need to look for it." ”

The old man turned out to be silver, and hurriedly bowed and thanked: "Thank you, thank you, thank you." ”

The two of them walked under the gorgeous lanterns with their newly bought masks, and fireworks were being set off not far away, and the whole sky was lit up with fire, which was very beautiful.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

A rapid shout came from a distance, a crazy horse rushed into the crowd indiscriminately, the crowd panicked, dodging everywhere like a headless fly, the woman sitting on the horse, looked flustered, no matter how she scolded the horse, it was useless, seeing that the horse was about to run to the Moon River, Yinyue wanted to fly to the rescue, but she didn't expect Ze Ming to take a step faster, and flew to the woman's side with a "whoosh", and the woman was saved with a turn, cheers and applause rang out all around, And the horse hurried into the rushing Moon River.

Zeming and the woman looked at each other as if no one was around, and their eyes were complicated.

After a long time, even if Zeming had a thousand words, they only turned into two simple words: "It's you?"

Zeming looked at Jin Ling'er in front of him, full of joy, so he took off his mask, Jin Ling'er stared at the people in front of him, and asked incredulously, "Are you really Brother Xiahou?" Zeming looked at Jin Ling'er and forgot about Yinyue's existence: "It's me, Ling'er." Yinyue stood on the shore and looked at the two of them affectionately, as if she had figured out something, so she quietly left alone and disappeared into the crowd.

"Miss, miss."

A maid eagerly searched for her young lady from the crowd, and Zeming immediately came back to his senses when he heard the shouting and tidied up his clothes.

"I'm sorry."

Jin Ling'er looked at Zeming affectionately: "It's okay, thank you just now." ”

"Miss, you're going to kill me."

The maid hurriedly walked over, and Jin Ling'er patted the horsehair on her body: "I'm fine." Looking at Ze Ming and said gently: "By the way, Brother Xiahou, why are you here." ”

"It's a long story, by the way, did you notice the girl who was with me just now wearing the same mask?"

Ze Ming then remembered Yinyue, looked around, and found no trace of her.

"No, she, is she your lady?"

Jin Ling'er saw Xiahou Zeming's very nervous appearance, and her heart was very uncomfortable.

Facing the equally delicate woman in front of him, Zeming suddenly didn't know how to answer.

The appearance of Yinyue is like a beam of sunlight shining into Xiahou Zeming's cold heart, there is a certain attraction on her body, which has been tugging at his heart, making him want to guard her for the rest of his life.

But he never knew Yinyue's intentions, whether he liked each other like himself, and today when he met the person who had made him excited, he shook his head: "She, she is my junior sister." ”

"Oh." Jin Ling'er bowed her head thoughtfully.

"I'll send you home first." Zeming took off his cloak and gently draped it on Jin Ling'er.

At this time, Yinyue was like a kite that had lost its direction, her head was empty, and she was walking aimlessly on the bustling street, and the surrounding noise seemed to be automatically blocked by her, and the crowd of people who were selling were like devils, tearing at her fragile heart.

Today's incident made her understand why Zeming sometimes sat on the side in a daze, it turned out to be because of that woman. Yinyue dragged her tired body back to the inn, immersed in her own sad world, her first love ended like this before it began, she wanted to cry bitterly, she wanted to ask Zeming about his relationship with the woman, but she stubbornly held back her tears.

After taking off her mask, she sat in front of the dresser, looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and suddenly remembered that Jin Ling'er looked as beautiful and refined as herself, and was a little taller than herself.

There is also the horse, which can be seen at a glance to be a good horse, indicating that she was born either rich or expensive, but she is a woman of unknown origin.

Zeming and Jin Ling'er are really a good match when they stand together, they are like a clown duck, and they fall asleep on the table when they think about it.

After Zeming sent Jin Ling'er back to the house, he searched everywhere for Yinyue, searching the entire imperial city, but he didn't find Yinyue's figure, he began to worry and thought: "Yue'er, don't have an accident." ”

Once upon a time, this image seemed to happen, quickly popped into my mind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the end, Zeming had to return to the Fengyi Inn, when he found that Yinyue's room was still lit, the stone in his heart suddenly put down, he cautiously pushed open the door, and when he looked in, he saw Yinyue lying on the table asleep, he picked her up lightly, slowly put her on the bed, and gently stroked Yinyue's little face with his slender hand, just like the scene when he rescued Yinyue, and whispered: "Yue'er." ”