Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 88
"What's the right time?" Mu Xici followed the young man and looked up at the full moon in the sky. The frosty color almost climbed to the mid-heaven, and it was probably the time of Haizheng.

At least half an hour later, it will be midnight.

"It's the third watch in less than half an hour, so I said the time is just right." Mo Junli raised his hand mysteriously, making a gesture of silence, "Come on, let's go to the shore to see this year's festival first." Lantern competition, and then I will take you to a place."

"Wait, aren't you going to wait for my second brother and His Highness Le Wan?" Grand Master Mu was taken aback when he heard the words, Mo Junli's words sounded as if he was not planning to bring Mo Wanyan and her second brother with him at all?

"Don't worry, they won't get lost. There are so many people in the city. If we look for them now, we may be late." The young man smiled, pulled the little girl up and ran away.

The delay in watching the theater was a bit too much. If the flow of people on the bridge hadn't decreased in the slightest, he would have just picked up the little girl's collar and left.

Hmm...although that doesn't look very elegant.

"But—" Mu Xici hesitated, at least the few of them left the palace together and arrived in Zhongshi, so they would be swept away, as if they were a little uncomfortable no matter how they looked at it.

"It's okay, it's the same when I come back to find them later. There is no curfew today, and there are many people who will play all night during the Shangyuan Festival." Mo Jun rolled his eyes, and walked down the stone bridge with Mu Xici involuntarily. .

Along the way, there were hawkers selling freshly fried Fuyuanzi (Yuanxiao). He sniffed the oily smell and stamped his feet slightly.

"Miss Mu." The boy lowered his head, staring straight at the top of the little girl's hair.

Mu Xici raised her eyes in response: "Huh?"

"are you hungry?"

Master Mu was startled when he heard this: "...a little bit?"

The dishes served at the Shangyuan Palace Banquet over the years were almost the same. She was already tired of eating in her previous life, and seeing that table of delicious food and wine, she would inevitably feel hurt. Thinking of the cold wind and snow at the border, she lost her appetite.

In addition, tonight she was busy drawing formations and locking Hongluan to watch the show... After all the odd things piled up, she really didn't eat a few bites, and she was indeed a little hungry this time.

"Okay!" Mo Junli twitched his lips, and then pulled the little girl to stop at the stall selling fried yuanzi, and stretched out his hand carelessly, "Boss, here are two servings of fuyuanzi, and one serving." Sprinkle less sugar, another portion..." While speaking, she turned her head and glanced at Mu Xici.

"Cough, the other one is normal." Mu Xici sternly coughed.

"Here, two servings of floating yuanzi, one with less sugar and the other is normal - you take it, be careful not to burn it!" The peddler smiled and handed over the two snacks wrapped in oil paper, while taking the broken silver from the boy. .

Mo Junli was used to being generous with his hands, seeing that the peddler was staring at the broken silver with a look of embarrassment, and the change he had been picking for a long time with his head down was still a bit poor, so he simply waved his sleeves to signal him that he didn't need to give the change.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!" The peddler was flattered by the windfall, and the smile on his face grew stronger. While thanking him one after another, he hurriedly made two freshly cooked fried dumplings and sent them to Mo Junli, who frowned. Pick and accept.

"My lord, you and your young lady are so beautiful. They are the most beautiful young lady I have seen in these years!" Such a patient brother."

"Really? I think so too." After hearing this, Mo Junli nodded seriously - he also thought that Mu Xici's birth was quite good-looking.

However, he is not the little girl's elder brother.

The young man tilted his head, it was obviously the daughter (bushi) he hadn't snatched yet.

"Let's go." The two bid farewell to the hawker, and continued towards the row of lanterns on the shore.

The fried floats just out of the pan are still hot, pick them up with thin bamboo sticks, roll them around in the cold wind, and the temperature will be just right.

Rolled in the oil pan, the outer skin of the dumplings is burnt and crispy, and the inside is soft and glutinous. The hawker is very willing to use materials to make floating yuanzi. He picks the dumplings and bites them lightly, and the fruit full of sugar can burst open. Renxiang.

This taste made Grand Master Mu squint his eyes, and she swallowed a freshly fried Fuyuanzi after a few strokes.

Like a little fox licking its paws after eating and drinking.

Seeing the little girl's satisfied look, Mo Junli couldn't help laughing, raised his arms and shook the two extra snacks: "Do you want more?"

"No, Your Highness, although this thing is good, it's not advisable to be greedy for too much." Mu Xici shook his head slightly, his face tensed up solemnly, "Fu Yuanzi is made of glutinous rice flour, if you eat too much sticky food, it will inevitably burn Burn the spleen and stomach, one serving is enough."

"Okay, then I will keep these two copies and bring them to Le Wan later, or take them back to Yan Chuan." Mo Junli nodded.

"Hey, isn't Yan Chuan here tonight?" Mu Xici raised his eyebrows in surprise, in his impression that unless this brat sneaked out in the middle of the night, Yan Chuan, the head of the secret guard, was basically inseparable from him during the rest of the time.

Although it may not be possible to see him in the open.

"Well, he was sent out to work by me." Mo Junli said as he swallowed the last fried ball in his hand, folded the oiled paper neatly into small pieces, and took the opportunity to grab the little girl and hold it in his hand. I found a place to throw the oiled paper, folded them together, and threw them into the bamboo baskets on the corner of the street.

"Tsk." Mu Xici smacked his lips. The Shangyuan Festival sent people to work, and they were indeed the children of the Tian family. When they oppressed their subordinates, they were all equally inhuman.

"Speaking of it." Master Mu took out a handkerchief and wiped the little oil stains on his lips, "I really didn't expect that, Your Highness, you would accept such a roadside stall."

And not only is it acceptable, but it looks like she eats as much as Huan.

Mu Xici's eyes trembled slightly, she was able to eat these things mostly because she was used to leading soldiers in the frontier in her previous life——

How can there be any delicacies in the border town?It is good to have dry food, but if the food is late or the court has not approved the military salary, I am afraid that there will be no dry food.

Not to mention dry food...sometimes you can't even catch a sip of clean water. In northern Xinjiang, you will eat two mouthfuls of snow on the spot, and in southern Xinjiang, you will lick the dewdrops on the grass leaves or simply chew two grass stems...

No matter how squeamish an official's child is, she will lose her squeamishness after living in a border town for a while, let alone she has stayed there for 11 years.

However, the bottom of Mu Xici's eyes was dark. The Seventh Prince didn't look like he had endured hardship. Emperor Yun Jing's favorite child was the pair of children left by Yuan Qing. They should all be the best of Qianping.

always feel...

The Seventh Highness did not act like a spoiled prince.

"What's so unexpected?" Mo Junli chuckled, reaching out to rub the top of the little girl's hair, "Miss Mu, I'm not as precious as you imagined."

When he feigned death and fled to another country in his previous life, he was also a person who suffered all the sufferings in the world.

Mo Jun closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast two fine black shadows under his eyes.

He dragged Mu Xici quickly through the various lanterns for tonight's reference, and then led her into a corner of the market, hugged the little girl in his arms and jumped up to the top of the tallest building.

"Fortunately, it's not yet three o'clock, so I've caught up." After standing still, Mo Junli raised his hand to wipe away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, Mu Xici stepped on the bricks and tiles of the roof and fell into deep thought ——

Sure enough, she still felt that His Royal Highness had some serious illness in his mind.

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