The queen concubine bullied Bai Yueguang again

Chapter 210

Then he turned to Yanhong and asked, "Yanhong, you can handle it by yourself tomorrow, right?"

Yan Hong smiled and nodded, "Yes."

For the matter of relaxing with Qinghe, it is most suitable for Chazi to go.

I believe that within a few days, Qing He, who is alive and kicking, will come back again.

And Shen Jiaojiao came to the place she had made an appointment with Qian Fengchen.

Following the night light, he went to a nearby mountain according to his guidance.

The winter night is as quiet as a pool of water. It seems that all creatures have hibernated, and everything looks so peaceful.

Her impetuous mood was swept away by the cold wind, and she was curious about what surprises Qian Fengchen could give her in winter.

She stood at the destination quietly waiting for his arrival, and saw him coming with a lantern.

"Just carrying a lantern?" Shen Jiaojiao looked left and right, there seemed to be no place on his body that could hide a big surprise.

"Where's the promised big surprise?" She held out her hand to him.

"Stand there and don't move."

In the slightly dark night, his fine hair was blown tousled by the wind, adding a bit of bohemianism.

Shen Jiaojiao was full of anticipation and waited for him to bring a gift.

He passed her by.

Her heart was instantly chilled.

"Hey, you..."

Turning around, I saw that he pushed aside the grass in front of him, and the gurgling water came into view.

Hey, is there a river ahead?
She looked over in surprise, it shouldn't be, she has pretty good hearing, how could she not hear the sound of running water.

Going closer, there was really no sound.

Probably because it was cold and some river water was frozen.

"Look there." Qian Fengchen pointed forward.

Shen Jiaojiao looked in the direction he pointed.

Paper cranes floated slowly towards them carrying lighted candles on the river.

At a glance, there are thousands of origami cranes.

Paper cranes of different colors, with colorful candle lights inside, floated on the sparkling river, making her suspect that she had an illusion.

An illusion of being in a fairyland.

"It didn't take much time to find this place." Qian Fengchen stroked her small head, she was a bit short as she hadn't grown much.

In the midst of being moved, Shen Jiaojiao heard this, and most of the emotion disappeared in an instant.

He intentionally paused for a while before saying, "But I folded the paper cranes."

Well done, he has mastered people's psychological activities to the extreme.

When she wasn't guessing about it, he purposely said something disappointing to divert her attention, and then he talked about the details that moved her.

After reacting, her touch value instantly soared, and her happiness was doubled.

She threw herself into his arms with excitement.

The corners of Qian Fengchen's lips curled slightly, seeing her so happy, everything she gave was worth it.

"Also, don't get too excited."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, especially loud in the silent night.

Afterwards, countless Kongming lanterns rose slowly from the forest.

Can you see Kongming lanterns in this snowy day?

Shen Jiaojiao once again suspected that she was dazzled.

The flickering lights, bright and dazzling, added a warm breath to the snowy sky.

When they soared to a certain altitude, they suddenly stood still there like a hanging moon.

If it wasn't for the wind blowing to shake them, she almost thought they were fake.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that there was a thin thread holding the Kongming lantern.

"Didn't you say you want to see fireflies from this era? Unfortunately, it's winter and there are no fireflies, so I made these."

The regret in Qian Fengchen's words was full of dislike, dislike that what he did was not good enough.

"You're stupid, I didn't say you have to watch it today." Shen Jiaojiao was surprised and delighted, and laughed angrily at his straightforwardness.

　The author's heart is also cold, and few people read the article, and he is autistic...

　　I don't seem to be good at writing...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)