As soon as she heard the "beauty candlestick", Changle's face became more and more ugly, and the woodcutter could say such things as seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, how could she not know that there was at least an unknown in the trip to Yongchang, and if there was an unknown, there would be vitality, and she still wanted to bet on this.

Slowly turning to Jiang Xian, he smiled faintly: "Where do you think I will put it after I make a candlestick like this?" The study of the princess of Zhenguo? Or your bedroom? Or in the courtyard is also good! ”

Jiang Xian's thin lips lifted and raised a solemn protest: "But don't let me go in the bedroom, your big watery eyes are staring at me, crazy!" "Some people say that men with thin lips, especially good-looking men, are often very thin, and he is the same.

Changle's eyes did have a puddle of water, full of them, but they were by no means tears.

"There's a lot of mist by the river." She said suddenly, looking at the river for a while, and muttered to herself: "There is no boat, and I don't see the boatman, how can I cross the river?" ”

Jiang Xian also looked at the river, the wind was calm, and the reflection of the trees was real and imaginary, like an illusion.

"Luo Ze is my brother who worships his son, he is married, I always have to ask for a glass of wine, as for taking his fiancée, it is really not my wish." He spread his hands, indicating that the situation was forced to do nothing, and with a ridiculous worry, "Your mind has changed so quickly, you shouldn't be going to smash the field, right?" ”

Changle almost laughed, but not because of Jiang Xian's humor, but because of his hatefulness.

It's so hateful that it's ridiculous, and it's really to a certain level.

"I'm planning to fight that witch goddess, and if she can't win, I'll go into the cave room." She learned the bad smile that Jiang Xian used to use.

Jiang Xian looked up to the sky and sighed: "Self-inflicted, don't live!" In the blink of an eye, he asked, "Isn't it?" ”

"Kid you." She said viciously, looking back at Jiang Xian's expression.

Jiang Xian looked unreasonably disgusted by this woman, and her eyes began to shine: "Look! There are boats! ”

Changle thought that he was repeating his old tricks, in order to coax himself to win back a game, thinking about this naïve ghost, but he didn't turn around in a hurry.

The surface of the water ripples, and the sound of splashing.

There was a boat approaching slowly, but at a glance it was clear that it was no ordinary boat.

Rather, it is exquisitely carved, inlaid with gold and jade, with a dragon-shaped bow of the painted boat, and there is even a four-corner pavilion with flying eaves and corners on the boat.

It was moving almost exactly along the junction of the blue-green river, and it exuded a powerful momentum in a steady manner.

Changle is also a person who has seen big scenes, and at this time, a premonition can't help but rise in her heart, and there is a pounding sound in her chest.

But Jiang Xian smiled, it was a happy smile, which was rare.

When the painting boat got closer, he whistled a few times, it sounded undisciplined, and Changle was suspicious of some kind of code word.

The boat really slowly approached the shore, and crossed the two-colored river, and carved a crack in the surface of the river, but the trace soon regained its original appearance, still blue to blue, green to green, without a trace of confusion or adulteration.

Changle's eyes were very good, and he could see the general situation on the boat from a distance.

The protagonist of the stars is a young man, tall, with long arms and legs, a bone fan in his hand, and a purple shirt with an elegant elegance in it, standing on the bow deck of the ship, with a straight back, and looking like a man who has never made a mistake and does not allow mistakes.