Jiang Rao was stunned for a moment.

Although he had a straight face, Jiang Rao joined the two sentences together, and after thinking about it, he felt like he was saying that her wish was his, like...

It turns out that when he was young, could he be so generous?

This is a little different from the man in her dream who must be punished.

She lowered her head and wrote on the lamp paper of the Kongming lantern. The small red pen tip, the ink smeared on the rice paper, and the words were crooked.

The Kongming Lantern was lit again. This time, everything was stable and it rose into the air smoothly.

Jiang Rao smiled, turned around and said to Rong Ting, "I won't be greedy this time. The wish I wrote is to ask for peace for my family and you."

The moment Rong Ting saw her bright smile, his eyelids drooped.

Suddenly understood where the inexplicable place was.

She smiled at him, and that was the right thing to do.

It's right to just smile at him.

This can suppress the anxiety in his heart.

Jiang Rao watched the Kongming lantern disappear into a small golden light spot, and said happily, "Let's go guess the lantern riddle together."

At this moment, a voice came from beside him, "Isn't this Miss Jiang?"

The old doctor in the hospital was by their side.

He glanced at Jiang Rao and Rong Ting.

Although Rong Ting was wearing a mask, the old doctor had treated him, saw the wheelchair again, and recognized him at a glance.

He looked at Jiang Rao, then at Rong Ting, as if he had confirmed some kind of guess in his heart, a mocking smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Miss Jiang, and your favorite little man, come and set off the lanterns. huh?"

The local folk customs in Yecheng are somewhat different from those in Jinling. In the matter, the folk customs are open, love and hate, are very calm and upright. Some girls are more courageous than boys. When they see someone they like, they will even stop them directly on festivals like the Spring Festival and say bluntly that I want to marry you.

On the Suzaku Bridge, most of them are in pairs.

"The girl may not know something. If you set off the lanterns with your favorite person, your wish will be more easily realized." The old doctor smiled.

The old doctor's old voice was very penetrating in the surrounding noisy voices, making Jiang Rao's ears tremble.

Knowing that he had misunderstood Rong Ting's relationship with her as he did last time.

A blush appeared on her cheeks, "No..."

"Last time you told me that he was not your fiancé,

But now it seems that it will be soon, right? "Her voice was low, and she was suppressed by the noise of the surrounding people. The old doctor didn't hear it, so he continued to talk on his own." It is rare for a young couple to be old companions. If there is a chance, let the old man taste your wedding candy. "

Jiang Rao: "..."

Jumping into the river can not wash.

After the old doctor left, she lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling.

I don't know if the old doctor's words just now will make Rong Ting listen to her and feel that she is talking nonsense about her relationship with him and touches his bad luck.

She proved herself innocent, "Don't listen to what the old doctor said, he misunderstood."

Rong Ting lowered his eyelids.

Sure enough, she only had sympathy and pity for him.

...

"His Majesty."

Empress Jiahe stepped into Emperor Zhaowu's bedroom, with the maid behind her holding a soup can, "I heard that Your Majesty is involved in government affairs and has never been out, so the concubine asked the imperial kitchen to make some soup, and asked His Majesty to mend his body and wake up. Wake up."

Tired, Emperor Zhaowu raised his head from the table of memorials.

The queen pressed her shoulders for him and said softly, "Why is there so much backlog of memorials?"

Emperor Zhaowu frowned, "The flood situation in Nanzhang is difficult to be determined, and there are many more reports."

The Empress lowered her eyes respectfully, "Now that there are three weak crown princes, Your Majesty might as well let them share some of it for you."

She intended to let the fourth prince of her own party hold more power, but she subtly mentioned other princes together, which seemed fair and just, and concealed her selfishness.

Emperor Zhaowu pondered for a while, "Not for now."

As a result, he was in his prime, and it was not time to entrust government affairs to his son.

Second, he had never tried to leave political affairs to his son before.

But the eldest children, not only are not calm enough, on the contrary, they are impetuous.

Insufficient success is really annoying.

I don't know if there is anyone among the princes who haven't grown up who can be capable and calm enough to satisfy him.

Seeing that Emperor Zhaowu was a little impatient, Empress Jiahe stopped mentioning it.

Just very considerately, silently kneading his sore shoulder blades for Emperor Zhaowu.

Her gentle technique has always been used by Emperor Zhaowu, her eyes are comfortable, and she also touches her husband's tenderness, and asked the Seventeenth Prince, "Is Xiaoqiu practicing arrows recently?"

Hearing him take the initiative to ask about Little Seventeen, Queen Jiahe was secretly delighted.

On the other hand, she remembered that before she left for Emperor Zhaowu, she had just given him a lesson for the seventeenth prince for being lazy, and there was a sense of anxiety in his heart that he hated iron for not turning into steel. He suppressed it, stabilized his mind, and replied: "I've been practicing. He was depressed because of what happened last time. He wanted to practice and said he wanted to show his father Huang a hand."

"It's a pity that Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, and I couldn't see Xiao Shiqi practicing arrows with his own eyes. Before he practiced arrows, he always had to look at the portraits of His Majesty hunting when he was young. The posture when practicing arrows is just like you." Queen He pulled his lips together and smiled, "But at his young age, it is not easy for him to have the heroic appearance of his father and imperial concubine."

She praised Xiao Shiqi and Emperor Zhaowu again for these words, and was waiting for Emperor Zhaowu to return to her, but she heard him say, "Let the ninth brother of Xiao Qi teach him, than looking at my portrait, Much better. Xiao Jiu's archery skills were probably not as good as before."

The Queen's heart was like an arrow, she tapped her finger in the palm of her hand, and clenched her tightly, but her eyes were stunned, "It's a pity that Xiao Jiu is not in the palace now. Xiao Jiu..."

"The concubine has raised him for thirteen years. During this year, he was not by the concubine's side. The concubine..."

She choked, as if she was too sad, and couldn't go on.

"I also miss Xiao Jiu." Emperor Zhaowu patted her back to reassure her, "When his leg is healed, he will come back naturally."

The queen pretended to wipe her tears.

It took her so much effort to send Rong Ting out of Jinling. If he came back, her mind would be ruined.

She was so nauseous that she vomited blood, suspecting that God was against her.

There will not be that day.

She comforted herself in her heart.

Emperor Zhaowu wanted to mention that he had already sent someone to take Rong Ting back and let him see with his own eyes how his injury was recovering.

Seeing her so sad, she suddenly had other plans.

Pity her loving mother, take Rong Ting back directly, tell her again, and give her a surprise.

...

The lantern riddle booth, three coins to guess once.

If the prize given by guessing the lantern riddle correctly, Jiang Rao might not be interested if it is directly displayed for sale, but once it becomes a reward for guessing the lantern riddle correctly, it will make her feel interesting.

want to.

She changed a pocket full of copper plates, stopped in front of the lantern riddle booth, and sat down happily.

Behind her, Rong Ting's wheelchair was staggered from her bench by half a step, her shoulders were broad, and there was a lot of people behind her, and the corners of pedestrians' clothes occasionally swept across Rong Ting's body.

Rong Ting's eyes turned gloomy.

He suppressed the impatience in his heart, endured it, and separated the little girl who was rushing towards the lantern riddle booth from the crowd behind the booth.

Jiang Rao is a veteran of lantern riddles.

Only before, every New Year's Day, she had to guess all the lantern riddles on the stall before she was willing to go home.

Jiang Siye had to set a rule for her that even if it was a holiday, she had to go home only before the Xu hour.

This time, when saw the lantern riddle booth at the Spring Festival in Yecheng, Jiang Rao was always itching to get off the Suzaku Bridge and ran to the lantern riddle booth.

She spent 30 coins first and drew 10 winners. The difficulty was medium. Just as she was about to open one of them, a gentle and smiling voice came over under the candlelight on the opposite side.

"Miss Jiang, we meet again."

Jiang Rao raised her eyes and saw Yang Xiuzhu, but her eyes were drawn to the man beside him.

A beautiful young girl, like Yang Xiuzhu, has Ruifeng eyes with thin eyelids, and her appearance is somewhat similar, but her eyes are burning with anger.

Jiang Rao felt a little strange.

This kind of maliciousness that was clearly put on his face was almost not directly expressed to her.

Seeing you for the first time.

But before the other party did nothing, she lowered her head and continued to play her charade.

People do not offend themselves, and they do not offend others for the time being.

Yang Qi'an was exasperated.

Jiang Rao was wearing a mask on her face, and she couldn't see her expression.

Seeing that she didn't take her seriously at all, it was completely different from the noble ladies in Yecheng who surrounded her and praised her. It was the first time for Yang Qi'an to be neglected like this. Shout out to the boss, "I want ten lantern riddles too."

She looked at the mask on Jiang Rao's face, and pursed her lips in displeasure.

so ugly.

The mask is ugly, maybe the face underneath is ugly as well.

The boss recognized Yang Qi'an, "Yo, isn't this a talented girl?"

Yang Qi'an raised his chin proudly, and snorted in the direction of Jiang Rao.

Yang Xiuzhu frowned and reprimanded, "Be calm."

Looking at her complacent look, it seemed that she really thought she was talented.

Others don't know, he is the elder brother who knows best, how can he bear the name of a talented girl with just the ink in his sister's stomach?

The people here call her like this, half of it is for his face, and the other half is for his father's face.

It has nothing to do with her.

Yang Qi'an was even more dissatisfied. He felt that his brother's soul was hooked by the man wearing a mask on the opposite side. He meant something, and said loudly: "This lantern riddle cannot be guessed by anyone."

Jiang Rao: "..."

I want to change stalls.

Noisy eyes.

She was patient, unwrapped the ten signatures in hand, and handed them to the boss.

After all, she is a veteran, she understands the routine of forward and reverse buckles, and solves puzzles very quickly.

Rong Ting is in her

Behind him, after watching her solve one mystery after another, the expression on her face became arrogant and smug.

Liver than when was alone with him.

very beautiful……

Seeing that the answers in Jiang Rao's hands were unhurried and solved one by one, Yang Qi'an's face froze.

She was holding the first lantern riddle in her hand. She had no idea at all. Seeing that Jiang Rao had already solved it, she became more and more anxious.

The more anxious you are, the more blank your brain becomes.

What she said just now was like moving a stone and smashing herself in the foot.

She sweated anxiously and turned to Yang Xiuzhu next to her, "Brother, help me."

Yang Xiuzhu looked at Jiang Rao with astonishing eyes, ignored Yang Qi'an, and said coldly, "Since you are a talented woman, you can solve it yourself."

Yang Qi'an was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground to dig in. He raised his eyebrows and shouted at Jiang Rao's back: "Only solve the winning lottery, what's so powerful. If you have the ability, you can solve the most difficult first lottery! "

Jiang Rao was about to leave, and was provoked over and over again by a person she didn't know.

She is also well-loved at home. She was not a person who would be bullied by others. She turned around and said, "Boss, I want that first sign."

But when the first sign was handed in, Jiang Rao's intestines were a little green.

Veterans can roll over too.

This sign is so hard.

There was a hint of embarrassment and embarrassment on her face.

On the other side, Yang Qi'an keenly took her expression change into his eyes, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, his heart was very happy, and the corners of his lips were raised, "What, can't you?"

At this moment, a pair of hands stretched out from behind Jiang Rao and took the note away from her.

Jiang Raocai turned his head, and the cold voice behind him sounded at the same time, "The fall of the city."

The stall owner high-fived and praised, looking at Rong Ting, "This sign has been with me for a few years and no one guessed it right. The little boy is the first one, he's amazing."

Yang Qi'an choked, she was dissatisfied with the result, patted the table angrily, and said to Jiang Rao: "This is not your own guess, what kind of skill!"

But I heard the young man in the wheelchair say lightly, "She taught me."