Liu Ying was silent.

After a long time, he said, "Let's go." ”

"It's too desolate here, let's go to the mausoleum at the bottom of the mountain."

He whistled, and the clouds galloped over and stopped beside him.

Zhang Yan looked down and saw that she was covered with his dark sable, and under it was still the plain skirt that was not suitable for horseback riding, when she came, it was Liu Ying who was holding herself on the horse and galloping all the way, but at this time, she didn't want to do so, so she lowered her head and reached out to pull the hem of the skirt.

The winter clothes, the middle of the silk cotton to keep warm, very thick, the clothes prepared for her by the Jiaofang Palace are excellent, she pulled a few times, did not tear open, can't help but squat there aggrieved, such a cold day, even her clothes bullied her.

With a tear, she finally used a hairpin to tear out a slit in the skirt of the skirt, quietly turned over on the horse, and said, "Okay." ”

Feiyun scraped his hooves in displeasure and protested, it was not familiar with the girl on its back, and it could only endure it on the way because of the ride of its master. Now that Zhang Yan is riding on his back alone, he can't help but be irritable.

Liu Ying stretched out her hand to soothe it until it quieted down.

The horse is the most humane, and under his rubbing again and again, he felt the excitement of the master, so he no longer lost his temper. With Liu Ying leading the bridle, he walked quietly in the night.

He didn't look back, but he knew that his dark color coat was draped on Ah Yan's shoulders, and a wide skirt was tightly covered with a torn skirt, which would not be indecent. With the bump of the horse's travel, he trembled slightly, covering Ah Yan's ankles.

He was suddenly a little jealous, his mink can kiss Ah Yan at will, but he can't be so presumptuous, just because. He doesn't have that qualification.

On the horse he was leading, sat the girl he loved, and he didn't love her, but he had to send her away from him. For a moment, he was willing to leave everything behind and just want to be by her side.

I am willing to be in the clothes and take the collar and the rest of the head of Chenghua; The night of sorrow is gone, and the autumn night is not young!

I am willing to wear it as a belt, and bind the slender body; Sigh the cool and cool strange air, or get rid of the old and take the new!

I am willing to be in the hair. Brush the temples on the shoulders; The sorrowful beauty is repeatedly bathed, and it is fried from white water!

I am willing to be in the eyebrows, and look at it with leisure; The sorrowful fat powder is still fresh. Or ruined by makeup!

On this day, it is Shangyuan.

In the third year of Emperor Hui, Liu Ying set up a house in Anling, and moved some wealthy families from Guanzhong to settle down in Anlingyi. Shangyuan Eve is a festival of the year, and Chang'an City has a curfew. In this remote Anling-eup, there are some pedestrians on the city road, and the shops are not closed at night, which is quite lively.

A liquor shop on East Street slanted out a flag and lit it in a dim light. The guy rests behind the desk. Seeing a man in a dark coat come in to buy wine, he got up and lazily beat it and handed it to the guest.

Liu Ying paid. Then he asked, "Do you have any hot soup here?" ”

"This guest officer is joking, how can anyone ask for hot soup in a wine shop?" The young man was a little impatient.

"Do me a favor." Liu Ying said softly, "My wife is a little uncomfortable, I want her to drink some hot soup." Maybe it's better. ”

When he heard this, he looked up at the outside of the store. Sure enough, I saw the horse brushing on the tree, and the girl in the Xuan Xuan was stamping her feet and waiting, constantly rubbing her hands, and the side was bright, which was very moving.

He suddenly felt a little envious, and said with a smile, "You are very considerate to your wife, and she is very blessed to marry you." ”

"Blessing?" Liu Ying was stunned. Then he smiled weakly, "Maybe?" ”

"There's really no hot soup in the wine shop today, otherwise, I'll burn some hot wine for you?" The guy Yin Yin said.

"It's fine." Liu Ying nodded gently, "Remember not to take too strong wine, she doesn't drink well." ”

When Liu Ying came out of the wine shop, she saw that a bright moon disk had risen to the sky and shone on the ground, which looked very cold. Ah Yan looked up at the moonlight, and her expression was a little colder than the moonlight.

He coughed, called back Ah Yan, and handed him a bag of scalded sake.

She took it without a head, felt the warmth of her hot hands through the bag, couldn't help but be a little surprised, her heart was sour, and she said quietly, "Since you don't want me anymore." Why are you still so good to me? ”

has always been so good to me, only I can't regret it, and I can't bear you in my heart.

Liu Ying's heart was also sad, but, Ah Yan, if I am not good to you, who can I be good to?

He didn't answer, just unscrewed the sac and took a big sip.

Zhang Yan smiled slightly, followed him, and took a sip of wine.

The folk liquor is far less mellow than the palace liquor, and there is still a trace of bitterness that has not been fermented, and it rolls down the throat violently, and the belly is a lot warmer.

"Uncle," she said with a smile, "it's rare to come out on the first night, and I want to buy a lantern." ”

"Okay." He looked at her smile greedily and replied, "I'll take you to buy it." ”

Anlingyi is adjacent to Chang'an, although the prosperity is far inferior to Chang'an City, but the Shangyuan Night Market also has a unique flavor, occasionally one or two teenagers see Zhang Yansheng's beauty, want to come up to tease, see Liu Ying's light and powerful eyes, and finally avoid it.

After walking a small half of the street, Zhang Yan saw a lantern shop selling lanterns, with dozens of lanterns tied in the shop, hanging up and down, full of colors, illuminating the small lanterns as bright as day.

In this situation, Zhang Yan muttered, "In January last year, the flower market was as light as day, the willow tops on the moon, and people ...... after dusk."

She said too vaguely for Liu Ying to understand, so she turned around and asked, "What did you say?" Ah Yan. ”

"It's nothing." Zhang Yan secretly wiped away her tears, and Zhang Yan saw a dazzling apricot blossom lantern hanging on the top of her store, so she pointed and said, "I want that one." ”

When Feiyun was tied to a willow tree on the side of the road, "Uncle," Liu Ying asked the lantern bearer, "how do you sell that lantern?" ”

"Today is the Shangyuan Festival, and the lanterns in the small shop are not for sale." The old gentleman turned around and smiled, "Every lamp has a lantern riddle pasted on it, and if the boy can guess it, Xiaochang will give the lantern for free." ”

Liu Ying then went to see the apricot blossom lantern hanging on the top, on which hung a piece of paper, which read: "Two or three Jiangmei, horse's hooves step on the early spring." Typing. So he groaned for a while and turned back to look at Zhang Yan.

"Don't look at me." Zhang Yan lowered her eyes and said, "I don't know how to guess riddles." ”

She has always had no talent for the classical literati's guessing of chewing words. Never guessed half a point right.

Liu Ying couldn't, so she had to disassemble it alone, and after a while, her expression was realized, and she was gradually stunned.

"Why," said the old gentleman, smiling, "can't you guess?" It doesn't matter," he explained kindly, "this little lady has a fancy for the lamp king of the house, and the riddle of the lamp king is the most difficult. I have other lights here, and they all look good. Childe might as well try, maybe you can answer one or two. ”

"It's not." Liu Ying said lightly. "I've guessed it."

It's just that this mystery is a bit unexpected.

He picked up his pen and carefully wrote the word "Yan" on the new paper spread out on the desk.

"Exactly. This gentleman is a clever man," said the old man with a smile. "I'll take down the Lantern King for you." Suddenly, I heard cheers from the other side of the market, "This son also guessed the riddle of the Apricot Flower King." ”

"This ......" The old man carried the apricot blossom lantern, looked left and right, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

Since the riddle of this lantern is secretly in line with Ah Yan's name, Liu Ying can't let it fall into the hands of others, so she laughs. "I'll give you an extra lamp money, so please ask this brother to cut his love."

A pedestrian walked around the west of the lantern shop and said with a smile. "I was bored for a while, so I came to guess this riddle to dispel it. Since this brother is guessing the lantern to give the beauty. Naturally, I don't dare to compete with him, so I might as well give this lantern to the beauty. Glancing up at Zhang Yan, both of them were stunned.

The other person who guessed the lantern riddle was not a stranger. I have had several relationships with her. It was her classmate when she was in Taixue, Yan Zhu.

In the midst of the wanton lanterns. Yan Zhu also seemed to recognize her, his eyebrows were shocked, and he called, "Zhang Meng...... Elder brother? There was a sudden pause.

The girl standing under the lantern raised her eyebrows lightly, her face was like a hibiscus, and the green silk was pulled into a bun behind her, fluttering like a waterfall, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't look like a boy, it was clearly a woman with red makeup.

Liu Ying turned around and asked Zhang Yan with her eyes if she knew this person.

Although he had checked Yan Zhu's resume, he had never seen Yan Zhu in person, so when he met him outside the palace at this time, he didn't recognize him at all.

Zhang Yan was also a little stiff for a while.

Remembering that Liu Ying had deliberately considered marrying herself to this stranger, she was aggrieved and angry, and she didn't have a good face for Yan Zhu, she raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Who is rare for you to send, what I want is my own, and I don't want it if I get someone else's share." ”

"Ah Meng," Liu Ying shouted slightly, handed the lantern to her, she was stunned, took it quietly, and finally was reluctant to abandon it, watching the colorful brilliance jump in her palm.

In all fairness, although this lantern is good among the people, the bamboo paper used to tie the lamp is rough and can't get into her eyes. She has been going back and forth in the walls of the Hou Mansion since she was a child, and there are countless lamps in the house, each of which is more beautiful and gorgeous than this one.

I just like this apricot lantern.

There are countless good men in this world, and some of them may be more handsome, smarter, more flying, and more uninhibited than you.

But I like a Liu Ying.

You are my fate and my calamity.

I tried hard, but in the end I found that you didn't love me, but that your love for me was not enough to break through the moral barrier in your heart.

Originally, she pulled her lips and smiled silently, in life, there are always some most important things to keep in order to stand still, just like the outlook on life, world view, and values. She was unfortunate and fell in love with someone who was too stubborn. Willing to gamble and lose, there is nothing to say. Wipe away her tears and continue to move forward, her life can never stop on this night of Anling.

A lamp, a good day, three people, standing at a distance from each other, silent.

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Cough.

I'm the wrong bird. The taboo in this article, I will keep in mind, and the next book will never be done again (full of inner cows)

If you still feel abusive after reading this chapter, it is recommended to watch it again in a week, I try my best to compress the chapter within a week, and after a week, change to abuse Liu Ying.

In fact, I still have to say that at this time, Liu Yingtong's shoes are also being abused, don't think he is very easy.

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