In the past two years, Mr. Lin Feilu ran out of the palace, and every time he asked for the imperial edict to leave the palace, which annoyed Emperor Lin, so he simply gave her a jade plaque to travel freely. When he returned to Mingyue Palace, he changed into an inconspicuous but still beautiful skirt, and got on the carriage and left the palace happily.

As she approached the palace, she was a little nervous, afraid that Xi Xingjiang would squat here. Fortunately, Xi Xingjiang was not so bored, and the carriage drove out of the palace smoothly and headed towards the East Street.

Every time she left the palace, she would have guards followed her, so naturally they could not see it this time. After she went to the docking courtyard, she asked Songyu to help her cover her and sneaked through the window.

Go straight to the wooden lotus tree on East Street.

The long street tonight is indeed very lively. Before the main street, people are already coming and going. Lanterns are lit under the eaves, illuminating the night.

The lush tree of lotus trees with red ropes were tied to it, and clusters of flower cups were squeezed on the branches, and the fragrance floated in the night.

Song Jinglan is already here.

She wore a white dress and a mask on her face. Although she couldn't see her face, her temperament was cold and elegant, and her long body stood up. The lotus trees all became embellishments, attracting the passing girls to look at each other frequently.

Lin Feilu suddenly began to get crazy.

Ahhh, it feels like a date! Why is this person becoming more attractive as he grows?

She used to flirt with others, but now she is flirting with such a thing by a young man who is younger than herself?

No! Very no!

Lin Feilu took a few deep breaths, calmed her mind, and then ran towards him with her skirt.

Song Jinglan felt something, and turned his head and couldn't see his expression because he was separated by the mask, but Lin Feilu felt that he should be smiling.

The shadows of lanterns fell all over his hair.

He was holding an identical mask in his hand. When she ran closer, he raised his hand to put the mask on her. When he stood in front of him, Lin Feilu had to raise his head to look at him. His face was a little big and he slid slightly.

Song Jinglan then bent down, put his finger behind her head, and helped her adjust the height again.

Lin Feilu asked excitedly: "Where will we go first?"

He smiled softly: "Where is Xiaolu wanting to go?"

For the first time, he didn't call her a princess. Lin Feilu was hit by the deer shouting, and looked ahead and said perfunctorily: "Let's go ahead first."

The streets are bright and crowded, which is even more lively than during the day. In addition to the snacks and play on weekdays, there are also more people who guess riddles, paint lanterns and sell masks.

Many people were holding a lantern in their hands, and Lin Feilu also came to the vendor and chose a lantern with Chang'e flying to the moon. The vendor smiled and said, "If a girl can guess the riddle on the surface of the lamp, she will give it to the girl. If she can't guess, she will pay for it."

I saw that the lampshade said, "Looking at the south, the lonely star, the moon rises."

Although Lin Feilu was smart, she had never played such a word game before. She couldn't figure out the routine for a while. Seeing that she couldn't guess for a long time, the vendor said, "If the girl can't guess, she will have to pay for it."

Lin Feilu said: "Who said I can't guess!"

She asked Song Jinglan next to her for help.

Song Jinglan looked around as if nothing had happened. After receiving the signal of her asking for help, he turned around and smiled: "Zhuang."

The vendor said happily: "Young master is so amazing. This lantern has stumped many people tonight! Since I guessed it, I will give it to you!"

Lin Feilu took the lantern happily, suddenly thought of something, and pointed to another lantern with a picture of the butterfly and said, "I still want this."

Song Jinglan glanced at him: "Ye."

The vendor: "Wow! The young master is so awesome! I guess another word!"

Lin Feilu immediately fell in love with this game and pointed out all the lanterns hanging by the vendor: "I still want this, this, this, this!"

Song Jinglan always said the correct riddle at a glance.

The vendor initially praised him, but finally cried: "Young master, this girl, please show your mercy! The young man has old men and young men, and I just want to make a living!"

Lin Feilu smiled so hard that her stomach hurt. In the end, of course, she only had the Chang'e flying to the moon. The surroundings were covered with traces. When she turned around, she subconsciously pulled his hand. When her fingers touched his clearly-choked wrist, she suddenly remembered that this place was about men and women not being able to kiss each other.

But Laduo was pulled, and she was indeed worried that she would squeeze the two of them away, so she turned around and asked seriously: "Dian... Xiao Song, don't you mind me pulling your hand, right?"

Song Jinglan raised his eyebrows under the mask: "Xiao Song?"

Lin Feilu: "Oh, it seems that you mind more about me calling you Xiao Song than if I hold your hand."

Song Jinglan said: "Yes."

Lin Feilu: "Little Song, Xiao Song, Xiao Song!"

Looking through the eye holes on the mask, those eyes seemed to be much deeper than before. After looking at each other for a moment, he smiled: "The little deer can shout whatever she wants."

Lin Feilu can't do it again.

Sorry, I'm really not resistant to gentleness

After passing through the long street, there is a moat in front of it, with willows swaying by the river and a small arch bridge. At this time, the river surface was filled with lotus lanterns, and many men and women were squatting by the river to set up lanterns.

Lin Feilu also pulled Song Jinglan over and urged him to take out the two lanterns she made.

Compared with professional craftsmen, the two lotus lanterns she made are very crude and inferior. Lin Feilu always felt that she would sink the lamp as soon as she put them down. She originally wanted to buy two new ones, but Song Jinglan had borrowed paper and pen from the vendor next to her, and wrote her wish and put it in the wick.

Song Jinglan turned around and saw the girl closing her eyes and making a wish.

When she opened her eyes, he asked in a low voice: "What wish did Xiaolu make?"

Lin Feilu said: "What other wish can you make on the Qiqiao Festival?"

Song Jinglan looked at her quietly for a long time, and smiled slightly: "Is that true?"

Although it was a question, there was no doubt about it.

The crowd next to him began to rush forward: "The Qitian Lantern is about to be set!"

Lin Feilu grabbed his wrist and said, "Hurry, hurry up, let's take a good place!"

Song Jinglan lowered his eyes and was pulled forward by her. But there were too many people and rushed over from all directions. When they walked along the crowd, the surroundings were already crowded.

Lin Feilu accidentally stepped on the strong man next to her, and the man turned his head and shouted fiercely: "Don't have long eyes! You're looking for death!"

Before she could curse her, the person was wrapped in his arms with one arm. She was only at his chest. When he was wrapped up, the crowd around her seemed to be separated. The fierce man was pushing forward with the crowd. Suddenly, his legs and knees hurt, as if a knife was stabbed in. He screamed in pain and immediately knelt down.

Lin Feilu did not notice the previous episode. She had been taken away by Song Jinglan and walked towards the end.

Lin Feilu was a little unhappy: "I want to go to the front row--"

Song Jinglan's voice rang above her head: "We're from the other side."

When he walked to the end of the crowd, the crowd finally dissipated. However, he did not let go of his hand, but took her into his arms and whispered, "Princess, hurry up."

Lin Feilu subconsciously hugged his waist.

The next moment, his body rose into the air and headed towards the towering tower not far away.

The stairs echoed the city tower, which was where soldiers guarding the city were usually kept guarding. It took a stick of incense to climb along the stairs. With Lin Feilu's light skills, he would never dare to fly up here. But Song Jinglan hugged her and flew up easily.

Flying to the ring-shaped top cover, the crowd became small below, and the entire imperial city was in sight. The night wind was filled with fragrance, and even the stars seemed to be within reach.

Lin Feilu said: "Wow——"

After that, I hugged him and didn't dare to let go.

The top cover was tilted, and she was afraid that she would slide down as soon as she let go.

After learning light skills for so long, I found that I might be a little afraid of heights for the first time...

Song Jinglan laughed, sat down with her hand, and said warmly: "Princess, don't be afraid."

The Qitian Lanterns below have begun to rise one by one.

Looking down from this angle, it was like falling stars. Gradually, the Qitian Lantern flew higher and higher, and began to fly to them. In front of them, the wind blew, and the flames in the lampshade made a whirring sound. They were sitting in this sky lantern, as if the stars were falling in the mortal world.

Lin Feilu saw the wish of blessing written on the lampshade flying past in front of her. She reached out and wanted to touch the bright lampshade. The night wind blew by and blew it away again.

She was a little happy and turned to him and said, "It's so beautiful!"

He looked at her and smiled: "Well, it's very beautiful."

The crowd watching the lanterns on the ground also looked up, and saw two people sitting on the top of the tower. They asked incredibly: "Look, is there anyone on that?"

Someone sneered: "How is it possible! Who can fly so high, a god?!"

It was so far away, and it was dark, and only when Qi Tianlan was flying to them could the person who looked up on the ground could look at his figure.

Xi Xingjiang, who was sitting by the window of the restaurant, also heard someone saying this, holding a wine glass and laughing, thinking to himself, wouldn’t I be a god?

He slowly looked up the tower, and a Qitian lantern flew past the side, reflecting the figure on the top of the tower. He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his eyes and ears are more sensitive than ordinary people, so he can see more clearly than them. There were indeed two people sitting on it.

Although only two vague figures were seen, Xi Xingjiang always felt that the weaker figure among them looked familiar.

No way?!

He finished drinking the glass of wine in one sip, walked to the window and looked closely, but could not see anything.

At this glance, Xi Xingjiang became a little distracted and began to drink wine. He simply stood up and left. The companion behind him shouted, "Criminal, why are you leaving now?"

Xi Xingjiang did not look back, but only waved his hands back.

He left the restaurant and went all the way to the palace. At this moment, the palace gate was closed. When the guards saw someone standing there, they walked over vigilantly. They felt relieved when they saw that it was him and asked, "It's so late, is Your Highness going to enter the palace?"

Xi Xingjiang leaned against the wall: "If you don't go in, wait for someone."

The guards didn't know what to ask, so they walked back to stand guard.

He actually felt that he had probably read it wrong, but there was always a small group of thoughts that instigated him to come and verify it. Xi Xingjiang looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and felt that he was really bored.
To be continued...