Chapter 148: The Empress's Loyal Dog General (42)
In Fu Xin's opinion, Hua Ronglan is very handy as the governor of Hengzhou, as for his brother Hua Rongzun, he is in prison pending trial, but according to Fu Xin's own meaning, there is no need to convict, and it will be good to arrange a position in Hengzhou after he comes out.
And Hua Ronglan ran to the yamen when she was idle, and then she met the new female catcher Xu Hong.
Because of his temperament, as a Zhizhou, he is always idle and swaying in the yamen, and he was disgusted by Xu Hong several times, once he was born and twice cooked, and the two got to know each other.
Hearing that Fu Xin was going to go on a tour with Duan Jinming and leave him behind, Hua Ronglan was very sad.
Duan Jinming: "It's good to get used to it." ”
Hua Ronglan: "......" General Duan was not this kind of person before, he has changed.
However, before touring the mountains and rivers, Fu Xin and Duan Jinming went to visit the lamp market recommended by Hua Ronglan.
It is rare to be so colorful at night in Hengzhou, and all kinds of lanterns visit along the street.
Fu Xin saw a mask, which actually glowed, and immediately felt very interesting, bought one, turned around and covered Duan Jinming's face, clapped his hands after covering it, and nodded with satisfaction: "This time it always looks like a ghost." ”
Duan Jinming: "......, why do you always want to treat me as a ghost?"
The system suddenly gloated: "Oh, the hostel won't let you and the ghost come back next time to talk about love?" ”
Fu Xin immediately refused in a violent mind: "No, I don't want to, let me go, you have to go on yourself!" ”
"Tsk." The system disliked, "Coward." ”
Fu Xin said to the system in his head funny: "Cowards dare to kiss ghosts, do you dare?" ”
After speaking, she uncovered Duan Jinming's mask, took advantage of the confusion of the night, stood on tiptoe and wrapped her arms around his neck, covering the thin lips.
System: "Ouch, it's not suitable for children!" ”
After saying that, he fled immediately, and did not dare to speak again.
Duan Jinming's eyes were full of astonishment, but the warm nephrite was in his arms, and he didn't think about pushing it away.
The soft touch on his lips seemed to break a string in his head, and his hands couldn't help but stretch out, hugging the person in front of him tighter.
Seeing that she was still carrying a mask in one hand, but hugging her neck with the other, there was an indescribable smile in her big peach blossom eyes, and there was a little naughtiness after succeeding, and the feelings that he had never dared to confirm seemed to have an answer.
In fact, this process did not develop in depth, Fu Xin just touched his lip flap and smiled slyly, turned around and continued to look at her lanterns, as if it was just a dream just now.
Duan Jinming was stunned for a moment, and didn't grab her hand for a while.
The crowd was so crowded that he finally saw her back from the crowd, and then tried to squeeze through the crowd and came behind her.
Seeing that she was holding a pink lotus lantern in her hand, Duan Jinming pursed her lips and said, "How about going to the river to put a lotus lantern?" ”
"Okay."
Fu Xin bought two, one for you and one for me, and then walked hand in hand to the bank of the river.
On this busy day, there are also many painting boats on the river.
Duan Jinming seemed to be quite experienced, pulled Fu Xin to squat on the bank of the river, lit the lotus lantern, and gently flicked it, and the lotus lantern gradually drifted away along the water.
Fu Xin said curiously: "You also let go of the lotus lantern before?" ”
Duan Jinming thought about it for a moment and nodded: "When I was a child, I let Wenfeng go, it was a coincidence, and it was also in this river. ”
Just as he was talking, the lights on the painting boat were lit, and the melodious and melodious sound of the piano floated in the heart of the river, and it also played in unison with the flute, which was very beautiful.
Fu Xin and Duan Jinming looked up, only to see the piper leaning on the railing and looking at the river, and the familiar figure was a little free.