Prime Minister, madam is not to be spoiled!

Chapter 43

The lanterns spread all the way, from the street to the river bank, and the huge grass was very lively.A three-curved bridge, a secluded spring river, the river overflows slowly.There are dots of dots on it, which are the candles of the lanterns extending all the way.Microwave ripples, lanterns from the shore all the way to the middle of the river, and some of them could not carry too much after all, and fell to the bottom of the water.And some, riding the wind and waves, the small candlelight gradually disappeared into the vast night with full of hope.

The faces of young and beautiful women are particularly charming in this bright lantern festival.I don't know who sent the lantern made by myself to the lover, and who sent the purse embroidered by himself to the son who fell in love at first sight.I don't know who was laughing and laughing, ashamed of that glorious light.I don't know who is still ashamed when he wants to speak, looking at the longing lover, he only lowers his head.

The moon hangs high, pouring out the full light. "Miss Young Master, why don't you buy a lantern? Write down each other's names, and if you are old this month, you will find time to make a marriage for the two of you."

"Yue Lao?" Frowning, he let go of Xiao Baibai, letting him jump to the ground and run along the river bank to have fun, An Lijing couldn't help but sneered.Since when is it possible for someone else to make decisions about your own marriage?However, as soon as I thought that this was the human world, I did as the Romans did, and didn't care too much.only……

"She is my wife, where is the lady from?"

The street vendor was also a clever master, and hurriedly changed his words: "Young Master and Madam are really talented and beautiful, and they are made in heaven, so they are really envied by gods."

"I don't know him." Qingling stroked his forehead with a headache, categorically refused to admit his relationship with someone, picked up a lantern, but walked to the river bank without looking back, pointed behind him, "Get him to pay."

The peddler has a bitter face, does this mean he doesn't know him?Then he stared unblinkingly at An Lijing, who was the only one still present, for fear that he would renege on his debt and leave.

Holding a jade bone fan in his hand, with a smile on his face, An Lijing also picked out a lantern and threw a silver ingot to the peddler: "Women are just shy, so there's nothing I can do about it. It seems that I need to be trained more when I go back."

Weighing the weight in his hand, the peddler was so happy that he could not close his mouth from ear to ear, and hurriedly echoed: "That is, that is, it is said that women are made of water and cannot be touched. But the young master has an extraordinary appearance, so he must be worthy of being the one who is trained. "

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The person in my heart has already married her, and no one needs her to write a pair of pens on the lantern. Qingling just held the lantern, squatting on the bank, and was about to light a candle, but a gust of wind passed by, and the candle in his hand dimmed. one slice.

"What are you doing?" He was the one who proposed to put up the lanterns, but he was also the one who destroyed it himself.

"How can there be less things on this lantern?" Raising her eyebrows, An Lijing handed her a pen that she came from who didn't know where, "I even wrote Ling'er's name on it, Ling'er should be courteous, right?" ?”

Raising his hand, two most familiar characters can be seen on his already lit lantern.

The flamboyant and phoenix dancing, obviously scribbled to the extreme, is deep and powerful, as if melted into bones, full of lovesickness and nostalgia.

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(End of this chapter)