Chapter 26 lantern

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date="2021-09-07"

title="Chapter 26 lantern"

weight="135069"

series = ["Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)"]

mode = "manual"

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On the fifteenth day of the first month, enjoy the flowers.

Just after Youshi, Yan had already changed his clothes. Wearing an ink butterfly cloak, he walked around the front yard with a small hand stove in his hand. From time to time, he grabbed Begonia and asked the time.

Jun Jingxing drank tea and said faintly, "are you a girl who hasn't come out of the cabinet? Just go out and enjoy a lantern. You're as excited as anything. "

Yan said, "you care about me - speaking of it, why did you change your clothes? Going out? "

Jun Jingxing's hand served tea and said unnaturally, "well, go out and do something. If I haven't come back yet, don't wait for me."

The Golden Bear jumped onto Yan's shoulder from the table and yelled. Yan was busy fiddling with his chin. He didn't care about the difference of Jun Jingxing's sentence. He said vaguely, "yes, just come back early tomorrow."

Jun Jingxing didn't speak.

After sitting opposite each other and drinking a cup of tea, Haitang ran in from the outside and shouted, "young master, young master! His Highness's car stopped outside. "

Yan Yan immediately put down the cup and was about to run out, but before he took a few steps, Li Zhao hurried from the side yard and hurriedly called him.

"Young master, the news just came from the party you sent to check. Do you want to meet now?"

Yan was busy going to see Duan mingchong. All the big things were forgotten by him. He kept walking: "it's not bad. I'll wait until I come back in the evening!"

Then he ran out quickly.

Jun Jingxing shouted in the back, "little Marquis! Leave the Golden Bear. Are you not afraid of being trampled to death when you go out with it? "

Year old Yan is still shouting: "no - will -"

The heavy snow finally stopped on the 13th of the first month. The weather was good for two days. The sunset fell quietly, just like dyeing and pouring, spilling half of the sky.

Year old Yan trotted all the way to the door. He stopped a few steps before going out, made a pair of leisurely steps and walked out slowly, but his little face was still thin red and still gasping slightly.

The prince's car had stopped. Duan mingchong didn't get out of the car. He lifted the curtain and showed half his face. He smiled and said, "come up quickly."

At the age of 18, Yan immediately got carried away, trotted down the steps and climbed up without even stepping on the horse stool.

Duan mingchong was startled by him and hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull him up: "be careful, be careful to touch."

Yan Chong smiled at him with his eyes bent.

Duan mingchong said, "Why are you so rash? Like a child. "

After Duan mingchong finished, he secretly shouted bad.

A few days ago, Duan mingchong promised Yan that he would accompany him to enjoy the flowers and lanterns. When Duan mingchong went back, he asked someone to find some folk drama books to see if he could learn something interesting. Later, when he got along with Yan, he didn't have to talk about politics or all kinds of complaints - at least he could make Yan feel that he was not a boring person and wouldn't break his sleeves and leave.

As soon as we met, my broken heart began to haunt me. I was wrong in the first sentence.

Duan mingchong recalled the drama books he had seen, but found that there was not even one of them that could cope with the current situation - at this time, his royal highness realized what it was called "when books are used, they hate less".

Duan Ming said, "I... I mean, you, you..."

Yan was heartless and heartless. He turned around in a wide car. His eyes were bright and very unfriendly: "Your Highness, your highness! Did you bring sweet soup today? Soup! Porridge! "

Duan mingchong: "

Duan mingchong blinked. Then he moved out a small cup under the small case and said, "here it is."

Yan Yan's eyes at him can be described as looking up at the God of heaven.

Duan mingchong breathed a sigh of relief and came to a conclusion that if he said something wrong in the future and made this person unhappy, maybe a bowl of sweet porridge could make people bloom.

After knowing this, Duan mingchong seemed to have got a life-saving token and no longer worried about saying the wrong thing all the time.

Year old Yan sat drinking porridge. The Golden Bear on his shoulder smelled the taste, climbed down from his shoulder and blinked at year old Yan.

Yan busily carried it to Duan mingchong and said, "I don't have to drink anymore. Look at you."

Duan mingchong accepted the Golden Bear and said, "why did you bring it here? What if you lose it? "

Yan said vaguely, "if you lose it, don't. see if it dares to run around."

Until he finished drinking a bowl of gruel, the carriage swayed to the front street of Town God's Temple.

Streams of people busily coming and going on in Town God's Temple. Today, it's Lantern Festival. People are bustling and can hear voices from far away.

Duan mingchong put the Golden Bear in his sleeve to save losing it, and got off the carriage with Sui Yan.

After careful calculation, Yan has not been out of the Lantern Festival for several years. At first glance, he was almost shaken when he saw the brightly lit and bustling night market.

The house in front street of Town God's Temple is left behind by the old Dynasty. The brick and red tiles, the cornice, the corner, and the red line across the street. The flaming lanterns hung above the wind, standing on the street, looking at it, a bright and bright eye.

At the age of 18, Yan held the small stove, saw a "wow", his eyes lit up, and almost jumped up in situ: "Your Highness! Your highness, come quickly! "

Duan mingchong hurried over and whispered, "don't be so loud."

Yan shuddered. They came out in civilian clothes today. If they were recognized, he would be fine, but it's hard to guarantee that no one would take advantage of the chaos to murder the prince.

Year old Yan gathered around Duan mingchong and whispered, "what shall I call your highness?"

Duan mingchong thought and said, "brother."

Year old Yan: "

Yan youyou looked at him and said, "if I remember correctly, your highness belongs to a rabbit."

Duan mingchong said, "yes..."

"One year younger than me," Yan said

Duan mingchong was stunned, and his cheeks flushed.

Just now Duan mingchong was thinking about the script he had seen these days. There was such a dialogue in it. It was probably because Nian Yan's performance was so childish that he forgot that he was one year younger than him.

Seeing his blushing face, Yan immediately covered his chest and tried to contain his bad mind to make fun of him.

Duan Ming chongna said, "then... Call my calligraphy."

Year old Yan blinked. Originally, he just thought that he could call a childe or young master at the worst. Unexpectedly, his Royal Highness the prince was so friendly, so he made him call his name directly.

Year old Yan walked gently to Duan mingchong's side, attached to Duan mingchong's ear and light Judo: "then mingchong can also call me... Ah Yan."

Duan mingchong looked at him in amazement, and then his ears turned red quickly.

At the age of 18, Yan was worried about Duan mingchong's identity and didn't dare to lift more. After that, he quickly stepped back and unnaturally closed his cloak.

Obviously, he did not know what to do. After saying this shameless sentence, he was at a loss.

It was the first time Duan mingchong was called so intimately. He was ashamed and novel. After a long time, he said softly, "well, ok... Ah Yan."

Year old Yan: "

Yan was stunned for a long time when he suddenly "ah" all his life. He casually pointed to a crowded booth and said, "ah ah... Ah, there... There are many lamps buying flowers! Let's... Go, go there. "

The author has something to say: Sui Yan: Your Highness is very provocative.