Chapter 135
"The little old man has been making biscuits for more than [-] years, and the money he pays is increasing every year. If there is a war, the money paid will be even higher."

He took some money and gave it to the uncle: "Give me some more biscuits." He walked with the biscuits in his hands and thought while walking, but he didn't expect the tax here to be so high.For two years these were ignored.

Thinking secretly in her heart, it seems that after she goes back, she has to make a good decision.

Along the way, I asked about some stalls one after another, and before I knew it, I walked to the Yuelao Temple in the east of the city.

The red silk hanging on the trees in the sky fluttered with the wind. Looking around, the two red silks on the tallest branches were still hanging here, and the scene half a year ago was vividly remembered.At that time, if Puyang Fenghua hadn't evaded, what would it be like now?

There were still couples praying under the tree, and the old man selling red silk looked at the young man standing in front of his stall, and couldn't help but say, "Young Master, please ask for one. The Yuelao Temple in the east of the city is Fangyuan. It is the most efficacious temple in hundreds of miles." Every year, many good men and good women come here to seek marriage.

He looked down at the red silk hanging on the booth and shook his head: "I just asked for it half a year ago."

Hearing such words, the stall owner smiled and said: "Oh... I remember, little old man. On New Year's Eve, there was a man and a woman who came with the young master, right?" It was really fresh in his memory, and he had endless aftertaste: "Did that son and that girl have a good relationship?" After seeing the marriage for so many years, he can naturally see the deep affection in the eyes of the girl in red.However, he couldn't understand the other young man in red.

Looking at the little things on the stall, Puyang Yuren smiled and said: "Well, the stall owner's red silk is very effective." After all, the three of them were entangled as written on the red silk.Suddenly, he jumped up and down the top of the tree, reached out and flipped the two tallest red silks, "Sister", if I could take a sneak peek at that time, I should have understood.In fact, thinking about it, it seems that there is no difference.For half a year, the handwriting on her red silk was somewhat blurred due to the wind and rain.

The people under the tree looked at the young man above, and all exclaimed, such a tall tree just jumped to the top of the tree, only to see that figure really looked like a fairy descended from the heaven, with his clothes fluttering.

When she recovered, Puyang Yuren realized that she was already at the top of the big tree. She looked at her limbs in disbelief, and the arc of her mouth gradually widened, "It's recovered... It's recovered..." Jumping up and down happily , attracting the attention of others.

Flying to the ground, ignoring the strange gazes of those people, Puyang Yuren swept away the haze just now, and gained the internal strength to make light work, it seems that the scriptures Huiyuan gave are really useful.

The surprise brought to her today was big enough, and the way back when I was in a good mood.

His gaze fell on the man at the gate of the palace, Puyang Yuren stopped in his tracks, the biscuits in his hands were already cold.

"How could the Prince Regent do it again?" After sorting out his mood, he asked with a distant smile on his face.

Puyang Fenghua stepped forward and grabbed the boy's palm, warming the relatively low body temperature and said: "Of course I'm here waiting for Ayu."

Really startled by such a sudden and long-lost action, Puyang Yuren tried to break free from the man's warm palm, but there was a bit of nostalgia in his heart.Don't ignore the familiarity in the man's eyes at the beginning: "The regent's words will make me think that you can't wait to throw yourself into my arms." One sentence made the man's expression change several times.

Looking sideways at the man's eyes that concealed all emotions.

"Well... if Ayu wants to, I don't mind."

Looking at this smiling and talking man in horror, she was sure that she had not heard or read wrongly, but he actually wanted to make fun of her.

"My dear, don't worry, it's only a month or so." Puyang Yuren raised the man's jaw and said in a rather rogue manner.

"Darling?" Repeating the boy's words, Puyang Fenghua held back a smile and looked at the boy whose height was different from his own, but wanted to provoke his jaw like this.

Let go of your fingers and return to normal: "A nickname for a lover."

The scattered sunlight fell on the eyebrows and eyes, and there was an unconcealable tenderness inside: "Well, from now on, Ayu will call me that." There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and others didn't know what they were shouting. This is a secret that no one else knows .

Lowering her head to hide the smile in her eyes, she pretended to be calm and said, "This is what you call your wife. Does the regent don't mind?" She always likes to hurt others thoroughly before letting go.

Sure enough, Puyang Fenghua's expression was pale, and the hand holding the boy was a little loose, and Puyang Yuren just pulled back his hand and stood aside.

"Really?" The voice was shallow: "Since I have agreed, then so be it." Holding the young man's hand again, he walked towards the palace gate. The unhesitating promise at the beginning was not that he did not consider the consequences, but that he had thought about it a long time ago. Pass.

Today, Puyang Fenghua really hit her hard, "Since the regent doesn't mind, then I don't mind this either." At first he thought that she would not be able to accept her lying like that, but he didn't know that the result was unexpected.

Walking on the palace road hand in hand with Puyang Fenghua, all the palace people looked sideways, but the two of them never let go of each other's hands.

Looking at the familiar lotus cake on the table, surprise flashed in his eyes, "Huh? Did Uncle Huang make lotus cake?" He stretched out his hand to pick up one but was a little hesitant. That time, he mixed the phoenix into the lotus cake with his own hands. Feed her.If it weren't for the fact that she was not the real body of this body at all, and really forgot everything, how strong would it take for Puyang Fenghua to feed that pill with his own hands, so that she could forget her past.

Puyang Fenghua was not curious about the boy's hesitation, he seemed to have thought of why he didn't put it in his mouth.

Still put the pastry between his white teeth, the familiar light taste swept over, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but filled with happiness.

Under the man's probing gaze, Puyang Yuren ate a whole plate of pastries.

"Ayu hasn't forgotten." He didn't want to see the distance between the two of them because of the teenager's pretended amnesia.

(End of this chapter)

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