The sharp princess: singled out the cold and charming prince

Chapter 477 The Shattered Wishing Lamp

He rarely has this kind of nature. During festivals, he wanders the streets like ordinary people, but today, he walked out of the palace in a strange way.

Thinking of the woman who made him feel powerless, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Hearing the voice of the peddler beside him, he had no intention of responding, but he stopped inexplicably because of what she said.

Turning his head, he saw a middle-aged woman dressed as a woman holding a lantern in her hand and handing it to him with a smile, and said enthusiastically:

"Young master, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon and the moon are round. Write the name of your sweetheart on this wishing lamp, and the moon god will make you and your beloved girl grow old forever."

Qianye Yunxuan's heart suddenly tightened half a bit because of the woman's words.

"grow old together......"

He stared blankly at the wishing lamp in the woman's hand, and murmured these four words in a low voice.

The king has no intention of divorcing his wife, and the king will stay with his concubine for the rest of his life, until he grows old. ． ． ． ． ．

Thinking of the wedding night, when he teased her, she was so frightened that she escaped from the room in a hurry.

He said that he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life, until he grew old. The vow that was made at the beginning was completely teased, but now in retrospect, his heart hurts so much.

Mu Yifei, on that day, on our wedding night, you just wanted to make me divorce my wife. At that time, you never thought of becoming my concubine, did you?

His heart throbbed more and more.

She didn't want to owe him, he let her go, she didn't want him to bother her, so he let her go, in the end, the pain was so painful that it was only herself.

Looking down at the lantern handed to him by the woman, he didn't want to take it, but still stretched out his hand out of nowhere.

After buying the lantern, he still believed in such a fable without disappointment. With that impossible hope, he imitated those ordinary people, picked up a pen, and wrote the woman's name on the lantern.

One stroke at a time, it was so heavy that it seemed to burn this name into his heart.

Mu, Yi, Fei.

He looked at the name on the lantern, reflected in his deep and lonely eyes, it was so dazzling.

On the other side of the river, Mu Yifei was also standing among the crowd, watching the young girls scrambling to squeeze beside her, trying to put the lantern in her hand into the water.

She frowned, gave them a seat, raised her eyes to look at her own lamp, but raised her eyes pleasingly, and saw the face on the other side of the river that almost made her heart stop.

And her lamp was just stopping at the seat where Qianye Yunxuan squatted, and his hand was stretching towards the water, only a finger away from her lamp.

Heart, inexplicably flustered, the whole person seemed at a loss.

Seeing that Qianye Yunxuan would see the name written on her lantern at any time, she panicked, a piece of broken silver fell into her hand, and threw it directly towards her own lantern on the bank.

In an instant, the wishing lamp made of oiled paper was broken and instantly sank into the water, and the name written on the lantern was also submerged by the water.

The black ink was deeply opened in the river water, and the name written on it could no longer be seen.

This sudden movement made Qianye Yunxuan subconsciously pause when he put on the lamp, and raised his eyes to look in the direction where the silver was thrown.

Just in time to see Mu Yifei turning around in a panic, her petite figure was submerged in the crowd.

(End of this chapter)