Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said in a bad tone: "What does the prince mean?"

Chu Huainan knew that he was wrong and said, "Princess Baoyi was born beautiful and could not help but feel lonely, so she wrote her name on her boudoir."

Nan Baoyi was very embarrassed.

According to the rules of Shengjing City, during the Chinese Valentine's Day, writing someone else's name on the lantern means confession. She was confessed by Chu Huainan in front of her fiancé, and said that it was a misunderstanding caused by her beauty, which really made her embarrassed.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding." Xiao Yi slowly took Chu Huainan's lantern and threw it to the ground. "Since it was a misunderstanding, it was just burned."

Chu Huainan stared at the burning and rolling lanterns on the ground.

The tongue of fire jumped, swallowing up all the boudoir name he wrote inscribed with his own hands.

And he didn't even have the qualification or courage to get angry.

Xiao Yi is a hot newbie in the court. Even as the prince, he dare not even accuse Xiao Yi of being the best and ruining his things.

A gloom passed through the depths of his eyes.

When he raised his head again, he still smiled softly: "Does the prince want to put lanterns on Baoyi?"

"nature."

Xiao Yi asked the shopkeeper for a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. On the lotus lantern I bought, he wrote three running scripts with the strength of "Nan Jiaojiao" that were so powerful that it was written on the back of the paper.

Nan Baoyi leaned over and looked around.

Xiao Yi tapped her head with his finger and laughed: "Get so close, beware of the lantern core burning his hair."

"I'm not a child, so I won't be so careless!"

The girl held the lantern in one hand and the skirt in the other, jumping to the lakeside.

Xiao Yi followed her, looking as if she was extremely guarding.

Chu Huainan's hands hanging in his big sleeves could not help but tighten, and the ink in his eyes became even thicker.

Song Rou held his arm: "Why do you have to like a girl who is engaged?"

Chu Huainan was silent.

At first, we met at the Jinguancheng Bookstore, but we were a little curious about her.

Later in the Sutra Library of Shengjing Palace, he remembered that when she pushed the door open, the white lanterns in the palace were swaying behind her, and also remembered that she held the Dragon Beard Sauce and comforted his tenderness with a soft voice.

After a long time, he said, "Where is love coming."

Where love comes...

Song Rou slowly let go of the hand holding his arm.

"Your Highness has never fallen in love with me." She touched her cheek: "But it is clear that I have been with Your Highness over the years. If I were as beautiful as Princess Baoyi, would Your Highness also be moved by me?"

She has a very good background and excellent schooling.

But he developed a normal appearance.

Perhaps in the eyes of those noble ladies, it is a good thing that the daughter-in-law is ordinary and not flirting with, but the young men can’t care about those things. The first thing they see is always the beauties in the crowd, rather than the daughter of the prime minister who is full of poetry and literature.

The feeling of inferiority spread deep in my heart, almost swallowing her whole body.

Chu Huainan looked serious: "You are very good."

Although he admires beauty, what he admires more is the character of a woman.

Song Rou and his childhood sweethearts were not throbbing at all, but Nan Baoyi was different. Nan Baoyi stood in front of him as a woman, but this woman happened to meet all his aesthetic standards for women.

It is normal to have a deep love.

Song Rou was silent for a long time and said, "You can't fight for Prince Jing."

"She once encouraged Gu to be brave. Gu has been afraid of his head and tail for many years and has no majesty at all. Gu thought that whether it is the throne or the woman, Gu could try to chase him. I think she also admires brave men more."

Chu Huainan looked at Nan Baoyi's back with lanterns from afar, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Song Rou closed her eyes.

The hands that were gathered in the sleeves pierced the flesh and blood deeply.

The heart is sore, swelling and painful as if it is dripping with blood.

Lakeside.

The lantern with the words "Nan Jiaojiao" was put into the lake by Xiao Yi and drifted away along the water.

The lantern reflects glazed light and shadow on the water. When it reaches the center of the lake, it is picked up from the water by a hand with distinct joints.

The man sitting lazily on the side of the boat was wearing a navy blue eunuch brocade robe.

He looked at the handwriting on the lotus lantern and couldn't help but mock his lips.

"Tonight, will the adults write lanterns?"

A charming voice came from behind.

The girl in a pomegranate red gauze skirt leaned charmingly on the edge of the fan of the pleasure boat. Her slender white fingers held a fire butterfly with flapping her wings. Her slightly curled and long sandalwood hair spread around her waist like black silk. Her appearance was not very real in the shadow of the lantern, and she could only vaguely see her upturned red lips.

Gu Chongshan played with the lotus lantern but ignored her.

Mrs. Liuhua was a socialite who wandered in the Northern Wei Dynasty. She came to Shengjing City secretly at the beginning of the year to prepare for the secrets of Nanyue.

He remembered that Nan Baoyi had asked Mrs. Liuhua about it.

Why did she know about the existence that Xiao Yi didn’t know?

"Your family is a witch clan that is famous all over the world for divination and illusion." He glanced at the girl coldly, "On the night of the Lantern Festival, you used illusion techniques to seduce Nan Baoyi in the palace alley and let her walk to the deep palace ice cellar. Do you know her secret, right?"

Nan Baoyi lives in Jinguan City, but she is well aware of the structure and rules of the West Factory.

Even some secrets can always be known.

He had a vague guess in his heart, but he also felt it was very absurd.

The girl laughed softly.

The fire butterfly flew around her fingertips, and her beautiful wings shook off the dots of fire, turning into ashes when they touched the girl's clothes.

She tilted her head: "Do you believe in changing your fate against the will of heaven?"

Gu Chongshan narrowed his eyes.

The girl played with the fire butterfly, as if she was muttering: "That year, someone died in the ice cellar of the deep palace. They were furious, so the world was full of war and the countries were forced to get involved in a melee. They were useless to ask for Buddha, so millions of Buddhist temples collapsed in the war, and countless monks were forced to go to the battlefield to become cannon fodder. The countries were starving and complaining, and they changed their sons to eat...

"Later, some people ruined the country's fortune for three hundred years, and some people bet on the throne of eternal throne just to exchange for the glimmer of life for that woman."

The girl slowly laughed, and tears came out of her eyes.

She looked at Gu Chongshan with red eyes: "Guess who is the woman who died in the ice cellar? Who are the two idiots who started the war and sacrificed their national fortunes and the throne?"

The sound of the pipa on the pleasure boat gradually faded in the dark.

The truth from a distant past life quietly floated on the surface from the depths of the dark lake, cold and cruel.

...

After the Chinese Valentine's Day.

Because of Nan Baozhu and Jin Min, the Nan family and the Jin family started fighting in full swing.

The Jin family must be involved in any business that the Nanjia Money House does, such as passbooks and insurance.

However, Jinsheng Money House did not have enough cash bank, and lacked experience. Two months later, the people came to withdraw cash bank with their passbooks, but the money house could not repay the silver.

Now, people from all over the country were panicked, fearing that they would never be able to withdraw the money they had saved, so they came to the door to ask for cash in cash.

Jinsheng Money House has difficulty turning around, and after such a fuss, the cash bank has become even scarce.

The people were furious and even openly rushed into the money shop to grab antique calligraphy and paintings, threatening to pay off their debts with things!

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Today I discussed the character pictures of my second brother, Jiaojiao and Gu Chongshan with the painter. I couldn’t write three chapters, but everyone will soon see the beautiful pictures.
Chapter completed!