But that's all for later.

Liu Hanlin only saw the bright smile on Chu Ye's face, and most of his heart that had been hanging was suddenly relaxed. He knew that he was doing the right thing, so he coughed again, cleared his throat, and continued to say to the group: "Do you understand! ”

It doesn't matter if it's true or not. The lifters all hurriedly said, "The student understands! ”

Liu Hanlin was very satisfied with the acquaintance of these movers, he turned around and was about to invite credit, but found that Chu Ye and Sima Jin had already gone to the private room on the second floor under the leadership of the shopkeeper.

Feeling that his series of actions were not seen by the main owner!

He gritted his teeth in anger!

No matter how messy the lobby on the first floor is, the private rooms on the second floor are like a pure land, untouched by it. Xiao Er knew the identities of Sima Jin and Chu Ye, and he didn't dare to treat them as ordinary rich people anymore, and he was more cautious than respectful and flattering. Sima Jin knew the scruples of the shopkeeper, but he was helpless.

Just like Chu Ye said, he was born with royal blood, this is a fact that cannot be changed, in the eyes of ordinary people like Dian Xiaoer, the life and death he brought is something he can't bear!

Sima Jin took out a silver ingot from his arms and handed it to the shopkeeper, "These silver coins will be used to compensate for the losses in the store." As he spoke, he pulled out two more pieces of silver, "This is for you." ”

The shopkeeper took the money tremblingly, and thanked him for a thousand.

Sima Jin asked him to leave the menu, ordered a few dishes that sounded good, and then asked Xiao Er to go down.

Something like this happened, and neither of them had much of an appetite. Chu Ye pulled the teacup boredly, but his eyes were full of calculation.

Suddenly, she spoke softly: "Sima Jin, you say, who is behind Zhao Juren?" ”

Both of them knew that Chu Ye asked that among all the adult princes, who is the person who does such a bad thing, there are only a few competitive princes, except for the eldest prince and the fifth prince, could it be that Sima Dian who is studying hard?

Sima Jin shook his head.

The people behind the scenes acted carefully, knowing that Zhao Juren could not be fully trusted, and also arranged other helpers in that group of lifters, if Zhao Juren fell, he could at least seal Zhao Juren's mouth, no matter how bad it was, it could also add fuel to the fire to a certain extent, so that Sima Jin's notoriety quickly swept the entire imperial capital.

Just imagine, if the Emperor of the Western Jin Dynasty really had the intention to pass the throne to Sima Jin, before the news was announced to the world, the people in the imperial capital would not be willing!

The dishes ordered by Sima Jin were brought in one after another. I don't know if the shopkeeper deliberately remarked that the dishes served to the private room were exquisitely arranged, which made people have a great appetite.

Sima Jin held it and sandwiched a chicken leg into Chu Ye's bowl. Let Chu Yezheng work hard to get the chopsticks on the green vegetable ground and can't help but eat.

She picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth, and then nibbled on the chicken leg with relish.

They ordered only half a chicken, the only fat drumstick on the table.

Sima Jin smiled and watched Chu Ye pretend to eat chicken legs elegantly, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

In the end, most of the dishes on the table ended up in Chu Ye's stomach, and Sima Jin didn't move a few bites at all.

Chu Ye put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth, to be honest, she thought that the dishes in this house were much more delicious than those in Dong Yaoyun's restaurant.

After eating, Sima Jin called Xiao Er to settle the bill again.

By the time they went downstairs, both Liu Hanlin and the group of lifters were gone, and even the original mess had been cleaned up. The shopkeepers ordered the dishes in an orderly manner, and the diners were even happier eating. It's as if there had never been any of those riots here.

The two walked out of the restaurant one after the other. There were suddenly a few small dots in the sky where there was only a large full moon, and Sima Jin secretly said that it was not good, and took Chu Ye's hand and ran away.

By the river, many men and women are flying into the sky in groups, and there are also small stalls with brushes and inkstones, two cents at a time, so that people can write blessings on their own Kong Ming lanterns. Many people are queuing, which seems to mean that as long as they write their wishes, God can really see and make them come true.

Chu Ye stood by the river.

In early spring, the river ice has gradually cracked, and under the backdrop of Kong Ming lanterns, you can still faintly see the trickle flowing on the ice. Chu Ye looked at the flow of water and looked fascinated.

She felt as if she were a small river, hidden in the rolling waves, involuntarily flowing forward with the great river, and there was no turning back.

Sima Jin happily bought back two Kong Ming lanterns, returned to Chu Ye's side, and handed over one of them, but Chu Ye did not take it.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that Chu Ye didn't take the Kong Ming lantern, Sima Jin asked.

Chu Ye sighed, and his tone was inexplicably a little desolate: "Sima Jin, his body is like duckweed, is it really involuntarily involuntarily." ”

Sima Jin was stunned, "Why do you say that?" ”

Chu Ye shook his head.

She remembered the moves. Before meeting him and Sima Jin, just listening to Zhao Juren's words, he had already nailed her and Sima Jin to the pillar of shame. But when she and Sima Jin really appeared, standing in front of them alive and refuting them sharply, they seemed to be a different person, eager to flatter others as much as they could.

Chu Ye didn't think this kind of behavior was shameful, if she had changed her position in that group of lifters, she would definitely make the same choice as that group of lifters.

Compared with the quick time, she is still willing to choose her career and future.

She also thought of her previous life, and helped Qi Lian to seize the throne without hesitation, because of her self-righteous love, she even secretly sent people to put chronic poison in the decoction that the first emperor drank on weekdays.

If she could go back to that time, even if she already knew that Qi Lian would attack the Chu family and her in the future, she would probably still choose to poison the first emperor first.

In that situation, in the dangerous whirlpool of succession, either she dies or someone else dies.

Chu Ye didn't want to die, she wanted to be the one who decided the life and death of others!

All kinds of things, Chu Ye asked herself, it is indeed her body like duckweed, and she can't help herself.

If there is really God, Chu Ye really wants to ask him, does it have to be Chu Ye's fall, does it have to be her regret!

"Little Leaf, do you know how deep this river is?" Sima Jin pointed to the ice and suddenly asked a question that was not related to the wind and horses.

Chu Ye replied honestly, "I don't know." ”

Sima Jin smiled again, this was the first time Chu Ye had looked at Sima Jin's smile carefully. His smile was just right, gentle and kind. I only heard Sima Jin's deep voice sound, "Actually, I don't know, but Xiaoyezi, no matter how cold this weather is, it can't freeze the entire river solidly." Even if there is only a narrow waterway left, there are still small droplets of water passing through and flowing all the way until they merge into the rivers, lakes and seas! ”

Sima Jin said as he unfolded the Kong Ming lantern in his hand and put it on the ground. He squatted down, and Chu Ye also squatted down with him, listening to Sima Jin continue: "It is as humble as dust and mud, or as powerful as the Son of Heaven." Everyone has everyone's involuntary body, and everyone has everyone's helplessness. But if you only see your own passivity and sadness every day, where can you live? Just like this frozen river, even if the surface water has been frozen solid, the deeper water still tries to move forward. After all, the days are still to pass, maybe when the sun rises tomorrow, the ice will be melted? ”

Sima Jin also helped Chu Ye unfold the Kong Ming lantern, and ran to the merchant to borrow ink and brushes, and under Chu Ye's gaze, he wrote the two big words "daughter-in-law" on his Kong Ming lantern very solemnly.

The corners of Chu Ye's mouth twitched slightly.

She really shouldn't believe that Sima Jin would also have a serious time!

Sima Jin found that Chu Ye was peeking, so he hurriedly covered up the words he wrote, trotted away from Chu Ye with his Kong Ming lantern, and continued to write hard. It wasn't until he had written everything that he secretly ran back and lit a fire with his hands and feet.

Chu Ye only saw the Kong Ming lantern with Sima Jin's good wish of "full of lights" slowly rising, and slowly drifting into the distance with the breeze.

Chu Ye shook his head, if God can really see these Kong Ming lanterns with people's wishes, then Sima Jin's Kong Ming lantern must be the kind he doesn't want to see the last.

"Would you like to write one too?" Sima Jin proposed, and handed the ink-soaked brush to Chu Ye.

"Me?" Although Chu Ye didn't know what to promise, he still took the brush.

She bit the tip of her pen and thought bitterly.

Sima Jin really can't wait to bring a camera to cross over, and at this time, he can take a picture of his cute appearance of Xiaoye and bring it back to the house to enjoy it!

Chu Ye thought for a long time before he solemnly put pen to paper. Sima Jin leaned down curiously, it was okay not to look at it, but when he saw it, his face instantly darkened.

I saw Chu Ye use the big wolf soaked in ink to write the eight-character characters on the small Kong Ming lantern

——The wind and rain are smooth, and the country and the people are safe!

"What are you writing this for?" Sima Jin snatched the brush in her hand, "You are not the emperor, and this is not a sacrifice to the heavens, what is the use of you writing such a thing?" ”

Chu Ye blinked cutely, isn't her wish bad?

If Sima Jin knew about Chu Ye's problem, he would definitely retort loudly: "It's not good! Of course not! ”

But he didn't know. He could only blacken his face, reluctantly helping Chu Ye light a good fire, watching the Kong Ming lantern with Chu Ye's most lofty spiritual ideals gradually disappear in front of their eyes.