There are lights without the moon and no entertainment, there is no moon without lights is not spring, spring is the jade of the hearts of the people in the world, the lamp burns the moon and the moon is like silver, the street is full of pearls and green village girls, and the god of the Sheng Song Race Society is boiling in the ground, and the smile is not open to Fangzun, how to consume this good day.

The goose feather snow has stopped for most of the day for a while, and as the night gets thicker, the number of tourists on the street increases.

There are hawkers carrying burdens along the street to sell simmered sweet potatoes and hot baked cakes, He Xiaoqiao asked for three in the past, in addition to his own and Jinghe's share, even Leng Qianshan is counted.

The group held the simmered fragrant and large sweet potatoes while walking and eating, warming both hands and stomachs.

The lantern market here is just like the pedestrian street of the previous life, except that it only sells lanterns – but occasionally a few vendors who want to make a little more money will rush in, such as those selling hot food along the street, and those selling jewelry, masks and ready-to-wear when there are too many people.

Standing in front of the stall selling hairpins, He Xiaoqiao leisurely took a string of sandalwood bracelets and compared them on his wrists.

Jinghe followed her and turned her head with interest, thought about it, and asked without giving up, "Aunt Seventeen, don't you really want that lamp?" ”

"I don't want to." He Xiaoqiao simply vetoed it.

This king of lanterns has a good lottery, others naturally want to take it home for offering, if she really let her take it, maybe someone will know about it in the future and make something happen.

She has always been afraid of trouble, so forget about this kind of hidden danger.

Hearing this, Jinghe bent the corners of his mouth and muttered sullenly, "This is a gift that this palace finally thought of......

Uncle Seventeen specially reminded her several times that if she wanted to worship He Xiaoqiao as a popular gift for her teacher, she had to give her a 'unique' gift in addition to giving tea to the master.

For so many days, she turned out all the good things she had collected over the years, and went to the emperor's brother and queen mother to pick them up, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that the things in the palace were tacky and not powerful, and finally had to give them all up.

A person has been entangled for a long time and doesn't know what to give, and finally He Xiaoqiao took a fancy to the king of lanterns just now, and she was also secretly happy that she could finally solve the matter of gift-giving, but unfortunately she didn't want it in a blink of an eye.

Wouldn't she have a headache about what kind of things to send?

He Xiaoqiao, who was so moved, didn't know that Jinghe was so keen to give her lanterns because Jiang Fenghao was half-threatening, and thought that she was a good girl who was well-behaved and filial.

"I'm glad you have this thought, Tranquility." was always called Aunt Seventeen, and unconsciously He Xiaoqiao put himself in the position of an elder, and he couldn't help but want to teach Jinghe a sincere lesson, "But the king of lanterns still has to be hung outside and everyone enjoys it together, and it will be boring if you take it home and put it in it." ”

Jing He thought about it too, pouting and muttering something to himself, and then looked depressed.

He Xiaoqiao looked funny, and it happened that several little girls who were giggling and laughing next to him wanted to see the head flower, so they put down the bracelet, tightened the cloak, and turned to look at Jinghe, "Didn't you say that there is a place to guess the lantern and win the lantern?" I don't want the Qibao glass lamp, if you want to give me one, go and win it back. ”

Jinghe heard that he had slowly recovered here, and when he heard that He Xiaoqiao was still going to have lanterns, he wanted to jump up and cheer, but without saying a word, he pulled her again and ran forward again, "Seventeen aunts, don't worry, Jinghe will definitely win you ten or eight back!" ”

As long as Aunt Seventeen likes it, the 'unique apprenticeship ceremony' that Uncle Seventeen said can be solved smoothly!

It's exciting to think about it!

"By the way, Aunt Seventeen, what kind of lanterns do you like? What shape do you want? Big or small? I've heard that there are a lot of marquees with reels this year, and when the time comes, we'll work together to win the most beautiful back, and if we can't win, we'll spend money on it! Anyway, you have to get your hands on it......"

Jinghe was talking to himself all the way, He Xiaoqiao occasionally responded to a few words, thinking of Jiang Fenghao, who had not heard from him so far, his eyes couldn't help but darken.

It seems that the matter on his master's side should be quite tricky, otherwise it would not have been resolved at this hour.

While it wasn't always useful for her to go back, she couldn't resist her curiosity to go back and see what was going on—maybe sometimes she could help?

He Xiaoqiao was thinking wildly, and she was talking non-stop in front of her, and suddenly there was an emergency brake, and she almost hit the back of someone's head without paying attention.

"Have you arrived?"

looked up at Jinghe in wonder, but saw her face full of surprise, her eyes staring straight ahead, as if she hadn't heard what she was saying at all.

He Xiaoqiao looked at her curiously, and saw a long platform set up in the open space not far ahead, with a radius of five meters around the platform pulled in the air with a red thread, and it was densely hung with exquisite lanterns of different shapes, and there was a small note about two fingers wide hanging under the lanterns, about a foot long, and there was an inscription on it, which was probably the so-called lantern riddle.

The area around the stage was surrounded by people watching the excitement, and from time to time there were laughter and cheers.

A tall, thin man was standing quietly at the back of the crowd, with two hands behind his back, slightly raising his head as if looking at the lantern riddle overhead. Dressed in a silver-white wide robe with big sleeves, his posture is straight, his clothes are fluttering, and he is dashing.

Seeing Jing and staring at others without blinking, He Xiaoqiao, who came to her senses, immediately smiled evilly, held up her pointed chin with her hand, lowered her voice and teased in a man's tone, "The girl stares so affectionately, doesn't she like this son and want to marry this son as a wife?" ”

Let He Xiaoqiao tease him like this, Jing He, who came back to his senses, immediately blushed, and stomped his feet and shouted coquettishly, "Seventeen aunts!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to tease you." He Xiaoqiao moved the delicate stove he was holding in his hand and said with a smile, "It seems that that boy should be your acquaintance, and it is rare to meet him here, so go over and say hello." ”

"This ...... It's not good......"

Jinghe hurriedly looked left and right when he heard this, and then lowered his head and grabbed the corner of his clothes, looking very shy, showing that he would also be 'close to the king', but his eyes were still peeking towards the other side.

He Xiaoqiao couldn't see her duplicity, so he immediately laughed, took her hand and dragged it over there, "What are you afraid of, this is on the street, not to mention that I am still here, who dares to say that you lonely men and widows ruin your reputation?" ”

Although Jinghe was not worried about reputation, He Xiaoqiao's words still made her calm down quickly. Even though the deer in his heart was still running around and nervous, his steps became a lot lighter.

The two soon reached the stands.

He Xiaoqiao pushed Jinghe with his hand, and squeezed her eyebrows and motioned for her to come forward to say hello.

Jinghe blushed and twisted, but quickly regained her pride and fighting spirit as the eldest princess, walked two steps forward with her head held high, and shouted with full anger, "Shangguan Yun!" ”

The tall man seemed to pause, then slowly turned around—

He Xiaoqiao hurriedly opened his eyes wide to look, but saw that the man's long black hair scattered behind his back made a beautiful arc in the air, and then a handsome and extraordinary face came into view.

The skin made of good jade is delicate and smooth, the sword eyebrows that fly obliquely into the sideburns are slightly raised, the narrow phoenix eyes with a unique style are cold and there is no trace of emotion, the bridge of the nose is high, and the thin lips that are less than half a cent of blood are pursed.

Just as the first fireworks exploded in the air, the fire trees and silver flowers were brilliant half of the sky, and the surrounding lanterns seemed to have become starry, just to become a background to set off his existence.

was looked at by those deep eyes of the ancient well, not only Jinghe, who belonged to him, was stunned, but even He Xiaoqiao wanted to hold his chest and gasp a few breaths.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the dim light—the lethality of this situation was really not ordinary.

Fortunately, looking at Jiang Fenghao's extraordinary face every day, he has developed immunity, otherwise it would be really difficult to guarantee that there will be no symptoms such as myocardial infarction or dyspnea when he suddenly sees such a high-quality face with good lighting and good atmosphere.

But then again, this face looks a little familiar......

He Xiaoqiao tilted his head in confusion, and just wanted to say a cliché, "Have we met somewhere?" Seeing that the beautiful man named Shangguan Yun had completely turned around, his eyes swept over her, revealing an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and then he arched his hand towards Jinghe, neither humble nor arrogant, and even said without any emotion, "Xiaguan see the princess." ”

"Free ...... Excuse me. Jing He's cheeks flushed, and she took a deep breath following the method He Xiaoqiao had told her, trying to make herself look less nervous.

"Thank you, Princess."

I don't know if I noticed Jinghe's admiration, Shangguan Yun lowered his eyes intentionally or unintentionally to avoid her eager eyes, and then looked at He Xiaoqiao, who was still tilting his head and staring at his face, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "What a coincidence, we met again." ”

Again?!

Thinking about his sweetheart's Jinghe moment, he noticed that something was wrong, and his inquiring eyes immediately fell on He Xiaoqiao, "You know?" ”

looked back and forth at the two of them blankly, his eyes touched the smiling eyes on Shangguan Yun's face, He Xiaoqiao's eyes lit up, he pointed at him with his finger, and shouted in surprise, "It turned out to be you!" ”

When I watched the parade of flowers this morning, the tall man who had a headache to death but insisted on watching Miss Lan Xin leave!

"Exactly down there."

Shangguan Yun narrowed his long, narrow and good-looking eyes, smiled slightly, and the cold temperament around his body receded sharply, so warm and elegant that even the brilliant lights were eclipsed.

"I just said how can it look so familiar, it turns out that the two of us have really met." He Xiaoqiao laughed, the state of Sanba was fully open, and he patted Shangguan Yun's arm familiarly, "How is it, your headache is better, right?" ”

Shangguan Yun smiled at the corner of his mouth, but his voice was still as cold as ever, "It's just an old disease, and it's okay to take a rest after taking medicine." ”

"That'll do." Different from Jinghe's shyness, He Xiaoqiao has no psychological burden at all, and it is no problem to talk to Shangguan Yun as much as he wants, "But I heard that people with headaches are better not to come out to blow cold wind, so it's better for you to pay attention." ”

Don't underestimate headaches, sometimes they can hurt and make people worse than dead.

"Thank you girl for your concern, and you should pay attention to yourself in the future."

Completely ignoring Jinghe, who was sandwiched between the two and almost wanted to breathe fire, Shangguan Yun's eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of playfulness when he looked at He Xiaoqiao.