The celebrant was stunned for a moment with a cold gaze, looked at the complaint in her eyes, and the anger in her heart turned into a sentence: "Have you waited for a long time?"

Wencha chick nodded as if pecking rice, and pointed to the willow tree, "There were a lot of people just now, you haven't come back, I'm afraid of being squeezed into the river, so I'm hiding there." ”

The celebrant glanced at the position she pointed, her eyes darkened, and she was silent for a moment, but did not speak.

Wen Cha blinked: "Didn't you see me, and then look for me??"

The celebrant never mentioned that he had searched the entire Lantern Festival, "No." ”

Wen Cha: "......" Why is this person's mouth so hard......

He took out the lotus lantern from his bosom, pulled her to the river, and handed her the pen, "If you have any wishes, write them on it." ”

Wen Cha found that there was only one lamp, and was a little surprised: "Don't you allow it?"

The celebrant shook his head.

In his bones, he didn't believe in such a thing as entrusting his wishes to the river god, and he only felt that it would not work, and instead of believing in the ethereal gods, it was better to get everything he wanted with his own hands.

Seeing his cold and indifferent appearance, Wen Cha touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "I'm just a rough girl, where can I write."

The celebrant was stunned for a moment, and immediately gave her the stairs down: "I'll help you?"

Wen Cha wrinkled his nose: "It won't work if you help me."

The celebrant was silent for a moment, as if he also felt that this was inappropriate.

Wen Cha thought for a moment, and his eyes lit up: "I can draw it."

She turned her back and drew a wish on the lamp, which was so strange that no one could recognize it, and then lit the lamp and put it down.

The bright-colored lamp drifted into the river of lights with the wind, and after a while, it was no longer to be found.

Wen Cha turned around and smiled mischievously at the celebrant supervisor: "Guess what wish I drew on the lamp?"

Through the cold mask, he couldn't see the flush on her cheeks, but he could imagine the color of her eyes.

He held back his thoughts, and his heart moved slightly, "What did you promise?" ”

Wen Cha turned his head, raised his head, and made a bad expression: "I won't tell you!"

With that, she was about to stand up.

The celebrant took her hand and said in a cold voice, "What if I insist on knowing?"

Wen Cha raised his eyebrows and joked: "Then go get the lamp."

The celebrant was silent for a moment, as if he was really thinking about this possibility.

Wen Cha is all wrong, "Hey! I'm kidding you! ”

The celebrant raised his head and stared at her: "Do you remember the mystery just now?"

Wen Cha: "......" asks what this does?

The celebrant made a force on his hand, and his thin lips said lightly: "I don't want to endure it."

Wen Cha couldn't dodge, the celebrant had already dragged her into his arms, and the faint cold fragrance permeated the nasal cavity like a mist, not the cold breath of the eunuch, but the smell of mint. Wen Cha was slightly stunned.

The celebrant continued in her ear, "Didn't you deliberately hide from me just now?"

Wen Cha: "......" Does this person know how to read minds?

"You don't have to hide from me."

The cold fingers of the celebrant lifted her mask, and his gaze fell on her face unscrupulously, inch by inch, and he saw her clearly.

"I've never considered you a friend."

He stroked~ her chin, his slender fingers lifted her face, and the cold mint aroma soaked her eyebrows.

He lifted his mask, revealing his cold face, and met her eyes aggressively, kissing her eyelids in disbelief.

It's all in plain sight......

Warm tea: "!!" Pot friend, have you forgotten? You're just a eunuch......

Forehead, eyes, nose............

The feeling of cold and scorching heat, like a flame under frost, makes it difficult to break free.

Wen Cha: "...... "Well, eunuchs can also eat in pairs."

When the isothermal tea was released, the lights around it had been extinguished, leaving only the river of lights that was fading away, and the cold and gloomy man beside him.

She was already a little dizzy.

The celebrant put on a mask for her without changing his face, put the snacks in her arms, raised his hand, and picked her up, his movements were very relaxed, as if he was holding a doll.

Wen Cha didn't want to say anything anymore.

She leaned on the arms of the celebrant and didn't look at his sinful face, but was full of only a sad urge to meet the big porcelain.

In the past, she had several virtual boyfriends???

Some of them are human and some are not, but there is no such thing.

She felt that her taste was getting heavier and heavier, this was definitely not her, how could she be so undisciplined?!

Well, anyway, even ghosts have been accepted before, and there is nothing wrong with finding a eunuch and talking about a platonic style.

At the thought of this, she relieved herself, raised her hand around the celebrant's neck, and rested her head on his shoulder.

The celebrant paused for a moment and tightened the strength in his hand.

After being carried into the carriage, Wen Cha came to life again, took out the snack from his arms and bit it.

The celebrant poured her a glass of water, and said in a faint voice, "Don't eat much."

The ones I bought were all fried small foods, and if I ate too much, I would get angry.

Wen Cha ate a few bites, and he was not gluttonous, sitting next to him, drowsy.

The celebrant took her into his arms, thinking that she would have to come out to sweep the floor the next morning, and his face was a little ugly.

"After the first month, the court is not busy, I will come to pick you up."

"I'll pick you up" are a few meanings, and warm tea is like a great enemy.

The celebrant pulled the scarf around her neck for her, "Tomorrow morning, come and wait for me at the door." ”

Wen Cha nodded, her head resting on his lap and closing her eyes.

The celebrant could see her face when he lowered his eyes, quiet and tranquil, clean, as if he was living in another world that did not belong to him.

Thinking of this, the celebrant turned even more gloomy.

He bent down slightly and bit the little girl's mouth, which was soft and tender, like a pear blossom cake, which he saw first, and he couldn't help grinding his teeth.

Wen Cha was bitten by him and lost sleep, opened his eyes, and pushed his shoulder, "Annoying." ”

The celebrant hid his head in her neck socket and didn't speak, his breath fell on her neck, it was cold, Wen Cha shrank his head, and pushed him again, and he grabbed the soft flesh on his neck.

Warm tea: "......"! Where did a eunuch come from so many tricks???

When the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace, the celebrant gave her a haircut and collar before handing her the snacks, and then grabbing her and kissing her before letting her go.

Wen Cha didn't bother to talk to him, pushed open the door, and ran in like a rabbit.

The celebrant stood in the doorway for a moment, unable to see her back, before turning around and leaving with the cute rabbit lamp.

Wen Cha ran into the room in one go, in the room, Xia Qiu hadn't slept yet, and when she saw the snacks in her arms, she didn't say a word, and her expression only showed an indescribable narrow color, and there was nothing unusual other than that.

Wen Cha glanced at her, put the snacks on the small table, cleaned up, and lay down on the bed to sleep.

Early the next morning, Wen Cha ran to the door, took the chicken soup from the master of ceremonies, got tired of his new boyfriend for a while, and after sending the master of ceremonies away, he began to clean up.

Before cleaning up, Mama Jiang summoned all the palace maids together, saying that she was the concubine of the main hall, and something important was announced.

The palace maids stood at the door according to their ranks, and Concubine Lan Guifei came out with Gonggong An's hand, her eyes like sharp blades, slicing over every youthful and white face.

Her gaze was very unkind, which gave Wen Cha a sense of foreboding.

"Yesterday was the Lantern Festival, Your Majesty set up a banquet in the palace, and the palace brought Gonggong An and Mama Jiang to go with Taoran, there was nothing to do, but just this morning, the palace's favorite magnolia hairpin on weekdays was actually missing, the palace has always been the most disgusted with people with unclean hands and feet, you say, such a big thing, how can the palace not be in a hurry?"