"This son, this young lady, do you want to go to the west of the city to put a lantern?"

The river in the west of the city was just in time to put lanterns tonight, and the young man in front of him was sent to the city by the boss of that place to solicit business. Seeing that these two people were richly dressed, the young man boldly stepped forward to ask.

The boy ...... It looks scary......

Song Qing'an blinked, and turned his head to look at Pei Qing: "Mu Zhi, why don't you just put one?" ”

Pei Qing scoffed at this illusory and childish wishing activity, but seeing that Song Qingan seemed to be quite interested, he agreed.

He was supposed to accompany the princess, and whatever she wanted, she just followed.

Song Qing'an's eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he happily let the young man lead the way.

There are many people gathered in the west of the city, and the lanterns on the river stretch for miles, shining brightly, and the night is far away. If the silver man falls in the world, the river and the sky are connected in the distance. Song Qingan looked into the distance, but there was no end in sight.

"Miss Childe, over here."

The young man pointed not far away, Song Qing'an thanked him softly, and pulled Pei Qing into the crowd.

Maybe Pei Qing always has a lingering awe-inspiring feeling around him, or because he is wearing a sword. The crowd that had been gathered together strangely dispersed after the two entered, leaving some distance.

Song Qingan wrote carefully on the note, Pei Qing crossed her arms and watched, seeing that her movements were extremely careful and pious, she didn't feel a little funny.

"Does Yue'er still believe this?"

At that time, Song Qing'an was putting the lantern into the river, and the lamp touched the water surface, creating a circle of ripples. She stared at the two lanterns drifting away, and then answered Pei Qing.

"Sometimes, you still have to believe something to have any hope of continuing."

She took half a step back and stood side by side with Pei Qing, looking at the people who were still putting lanterns by the river, and asked coldly: "Mu Zhi, if it can really work, do you have any wishes?" ”

Under the mask, Pei Qing lowered his eyes and sighed slightly: "No." ”

His wishes have been fulfilled by himself one by one, and he has deceived him in the past...... They were all finished by his own hands.

Song Qingan didn't believe it, she said slowly: "I thought that people were always greedy. With this, one will want another thing that is not available. ”

"Some people just want to live, some people want to be rich after they live, and some people want power after they get rich......"

"Then what about Mu Zhi, what else do you want?"

Song Qingan said, leaning her head towards Pei Qing's shoulder, and the two of them held hands together, which was the initiative when she spoke.

She seemed to ask, but she was hinting at it.

Under Pei Qing alone, he covers the sky with one hand, and the only thing missing is a person around him.

He is indeed lacking...... But will he want it?

Song Qing was not sure, but was a little worried.

I only heard Pei Qing whisper: "Can't Yue'er guess?" ”

He hugged Song Qing'an and looked sideways at her: "Yue'er is so smart, you should have guessed it, right?" ”

Even with a mask to cover it, Song Qingan could still feel Pei Qing's extremely aggressive eyes. She was dumbfounded for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "How dare I guess what Mu Zhi is thinking." ”

"But ......" Song Qing'an held the hand on his waist and coaxed, "Mu Zhi rest assured, no matter what you want to do, I will accompany you." ”

Pei Qing looked at her for a long time, and finally looked away.

"What about you, what would you wish for?"

"Mu Zhi, it won't work if you say your wish."

Song Qing'an browled his eyebrows and did not answer his question. It's not possible to tell the truth, after all, she wrote ...... May my brother have all the best in all his affairs, and may his great cause be accomplished.

This cunning little liar, who was still coaxing him to say something, is now so prevaricating. Pei Qing squinted her eyes unkindly, and pinched the soft flesh on her waist like punishment.

Wearing a lot of winter clothes, Song Qingan only felt an itch on his waist, and squeezed into Pei Qing's arms in a dodge.

"It's time."

As if in response to his words, the ancient bell on the tower of the city struck and the low sound of the bell echoed through the city. There was a fine snow falling from above.

With a bang, fireworks burst into the sky. The fire tree is full of silver flowers, and the stars are scarred. Song Qing'an's attention was attracted and he looked at the sky fixedly. The bright river in the sky was reflected in her eyes, dazzling, and blooming in all its glory. There was also a little snow on her hair, and the tip of her nose was red from the cold, and her face was happy.

She could see that she was divine, and Pei Qing didn't bother, standing quietly beside her. After a long time, Song Qing'an said softly: "Mu Zhi, you said that this firework is so bright, people in the sky can see it?" ”

She didn't seem to want to ask anything from Pei Qing, so she continued without waiting for a response: "It's probably okay...... Maybe through the fireworks, you can see the people on the earth again. ”

Pei Qing was noncommittal, Song Qingan had been a little strange tonight, and at this moment, he had probably guessed why.

In fact, she was quite happy tonight, but for some reason, the moment the fireworks were lit in the city, Song Qingan inexplicably felt empty and lonely.

The surroundings were so lively, but she felt that everything was a boom and noise gradually disappeared, leaving her alone in the world.

Song Qingan lowered his head silently, unwilling to let Pei Qing see the abnormality.

In a trance, she heard a sigh, and then someone hugged her in her arms.

Someone seemed to say to her: "If you want to cry, cry." ”

Song Qing'an leaned on Pei Qing's chest, his eyes widened slightly as if he was stunned. He gathered the crane and wrapped Song Qingan in it.

The hour has passed, and the city is still bustling. At night, looking into the city from the riverside, the lights in the city are soft and bright, and the voices of people are bustling.

In every inch, everything feels magnified. But Song Qingan didn't cry after all, she closed her eyes and heard her heartbeat clearly. And also...... Pei Qing's heartbeat.

"Knock, knock, knock", powerful and slow, and the sound of fireworks blooming, it was not the first time they hugged each other, but this time, it was Song Qing'an who was the most relaxed and at ease.

The crane on his body isolated all the cold, and Song Qingan took the initiative to hug Pei Qing, faintly feeling the body temperature under his clothes.

I don't know when Song Qingan no longer rejects the smell of agarwood.

When she smelled agarwood, her vigilance waned...... And the dependency crescendos.

This really doesn't bode well...... Song Qing'an sighed in his heart.

Maybe later...... She can consider sparing Pei Qing's life.

"Mu Zhi."

"How."

Pei Qing looked at the snow, his expression was detached and indifferent, but his tone was rare and gentle.

"Does that count...... Just in the twilight snow and white-headed? ”

Pei Qing looked down and saw that a lot of snow had fallen on Song Qingan's bun, and the white color was extremely obvious on the black hair.

"I thought, if only it could be like this forever."

Song Qing'an was muffled, but Pei Qing heard her dumbness when she spoke.

If they were really ordinary people's young ladies and misses, maybe it wouldn't be bad, right?

Pei Qing stopped his unrealistic thoughts in time, and his intuition told him that it was dangerous to think about it any longer.

"Princess, it's time to go back."

He didn't answer Song Qing'an's words, but just reminded him lightly.

"Yes, it's time to go back."

Song Qing'an meekly withdrew from his arms, put on his hood and walked back slowly.

They don't have much time, and when they return to the temple, she will become Princess Zhaoding again, and he is still the traitor Pei Qing.

There will be no "Mu Zhi" in the palace, and there will be no "Yue'er".

For some things, you can only stay outside the palace.

Thinking of his brother who was still in the borderland, Song Qing was slightly relieved.

Tomorrow will welcome the palace banquet of the Western Night Mission...... Maybe it's an opportunity.