The villain powerful minister pitted his tech house

Chapter 381 The Lantern
Starting from Bianjing, passing through Jiangnan, Liangzhou, and Fuzhou, Zhengcheng is the last stop.

Zhengcheng is also known as the City of Lights.

It is the place with the most lanterns in the entire Yu Kingdom, and the best lanterns come from here.

In order to wait for the emperor's arrival, Zheng Cheng's annual King's Lantern Festival was postponed for half a month.

This year's Lantern Festival is extremely large, and the King's Lantern at the gate of Diran Temple is also several times larger than in previous years.

"Go and see!" All the women in the city were excited, "I heard that the emperor will come to this lantern festival!"

The title of Fu Xuan's most beautiful man was only awarded.

In the era when the folk customs were relatively open, the women who had not left the cabinet carefully dressed themselves, imagining that they could be favored by the emperor and included in the harem.

Especially after seeing the emperor's appearance with their own eyes, a large number of women secretly agreed, and this kind of thought became even deeper.

-

The king's lamp is lit, and priests wearing sacrificial costumes and masks dance around the king's lamp, praying for a full harvest and good weather this year.A priest with curved horns holds a tray containing rice that was planted in the past, painted red as a sacrificial item.

Finally, there's red paint.

The so-called smearing red is a tradition that the most distinguished person present uses a kind of paint made of glutinous rice and ingredients, and randomly chooses one person to smear on his face.

The person painted in red means the luckiest person until the next meeting.

Everyone wants to be the lucky one every year.

In the past, this tradition was carried out by the city lord. Now that the emperor has arrived this time, it is naturally the emperor's turn.

Everyone is wondering who this red painting will be given to this year?
Of course it was for Song Shushu.

After receiving the specially prepared paint, Fu Xuan looked directly at Song Shushu, "Come here."

Song Shushu leaned over to look at the bowl, "What's it made of? So popular?"

Just after asking, Fu Xuan put some paint on her fingertips, brushed it between her brows, and then lightly dabbed it under the eyelids and on the red lips, adding a touch of coquettishness.

Looking at Song Shushu's appearance, Fu Xuan raised the corners of his mouth.

Immediately, he found that the man next to him was also staring at the book, and he was a little displeased.

Taking out a large piece of paint from the box, Song Shushu felt Fu Xuan's hand playing tricks on his face.

"Almost enough."

Song Shushu felt a sense of crisis, "I still want to save face."

Fu Xuan finally stopped, "Okay."

Song Shushu looked at the paint that had dug a big hole, and took out a small mirror to take a closer look. The red paint all over her face made her silent.

Then, Song Shushu smiled and took the remaining paint.

After the ceremony, Song Shushu blocked Fu Xuan in a corner.

"What does Shushu want to do?"

Fu Xuan looked down at Song Shushu, being stuck in a corner for the first time, a little surprised, his eyes fell on Song Shushu's lips, with a little expectation.

Obviously he was thinking too much.

Song Shushu dug out a large piece of paint and used both hands to paint Fu Xuan's face.

Song Shushu's smile was very false, leaving only two eyes and one mouth for Fu Xuan, such a handsome face, such a dignified temperament, these are just floating clouds.

"Hahahaha." Song Shushu was happy, "Half your luck, you're welcome."

Fu Xuan let out a heck, feeling like the rain was about to come.

Song Shushu felt that something was wrong, so he turned around and ran first to show his respect.

Then Fu Xuan grabbed him back.

Still want to run?
Fu Xuan moved the remaining painted face up, rubbed the paint on her face, and lightly pecked Song Shushu's lips.

(End of this chapter)