The beauty is delicate and soft, and he madly criticizes the powerful officials for taking her as th

Yu Tingwan was not in the mood to leave the house because of him, and shook his head sadly.

"Instead of going to the Shuijing Tower to watch the show, go to Fangshi."

Pei Zhi came back rationally and tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, hoping that she would forget what had just happened.

"Go to Fangshi?"

Yu Tingwan was a little surprised. Now that the New Year is approaching, Chang'anfang City is crowded with people, rubbing shoulders and heels.

She had wanted to go to Fangshi before, and she was followed by the Dragon Slayer Guards, at least five or six of them in the open. They were giving off evil spirits in the crowd and were very eye-catching, so she decided not to go.

"Bringing a bunch of people with you?"

Pei Zhi smiled and said, "He is only wearing a red shadow. He is in the dark and cannot be seen by others."

Seeing that she was a little moved, he went directly to change into a light green lotus pattern brocade robe, took off the jade belt that showed his identity, and hung the sword on his crotch.

Pei Zhi held the curtain in one hand and pulled Yu Tingwan out with the other. After getting on the carriage, he ordered: "Go to Hengmen Street."

After getting off the carriage, he put a curtain on the woman next to him, turned his head and said: "Wanwan, the puppet show "The Conjuring" is being performed over there."

Yu Tingwan had never heard of it, so after hearing the words, he went to watch it for a while and found that the play was about the former Emperor Jing who summoned alchemists to summon the souls of his beloved concubine. After being rebuked by the minister, he was ashamed to admit his mistake.

Suddenly it felt so boring and I didn’t want to read it.

"Wanwan doesn't like this show?"

"These drama writers make nonsense with just a flick of their pen."

Her voice was faintly dissatisfied and mixed with the cheers, making it appear unclear. "Emperor Jing summoned the spirit more than ten times, but finally found out it was a trick, so he killed more than a hundred alchemists in a rage. Those ministers did not dare to say a word from the beginning to the end, but in the play they became direct ministers."

Pei Zhi listened silently and smiled.

"It's indeed not well written. What do you want to read later?"

""Wushan Dream", a play written by Mrs. Xu of the former dynasty."

It is said that King Xiang was interested, but the goddess was unintentional.

Even though he knew that Yu Tingwan had no other intentions, amidst the noise and joy in the street, this drama still made him feel unlucky.

But who told her to like it? Pei Zhi threw a gold ingot onto the stage.

The splendid gold rolled a few times on the stage. While others stared and fell silent, the man in the audience who couldn't hide his nobility spoke in a calm voice: "Play "Wushan Dream"."

The class leader was crazy with joy. Sure enough, Chang'an is a good place, with a group of rich and wealthy bosses who love to spend money.

After listening to the play, Yu Tingwan took Pei Zhi's sleeve and walked aside. It was already dusk. She pursed her lips and said, "You just throw a gold ingot at random. It's so dazzling. People have been looking at you just now."

"What's glaring." Pei Zhi held her hand, "There are many nobles in Chang'an who throw away gold as rewards. I might see a few of them when I go to see the illusion show later."

She wanted to say something else, but then she heard several women passing by whisper: "What a handsome husband."

The city of Chang'an has an open atmosphere. Whenever a handsome young man goes out, he will inevitably be talked about. This is why the King of Wei is a high-ranking and serious man, so no one dares to discuss his appearance in front of him.

When Pei Zhi heard this, he chuckled and whispered in the ear of the woman beside him, "Wanwan, it's not the gold ingot that dazzles the eyes, it's your husband's appearance that dazzles the eyes."

Although he was joking with Yu Tingwan, he didn't want to be noticed, so he simply bought a mask, which revealed a bit of ferocity.

Near Hengmen Street are the nine east and west cities of Chang'an. This year, in order to celebrate the reunification of the four seas, the imperial court imposed a curfew in advance.

Wu Jin falls to the west, the city is bustling with people, and the lights are bright. Walking there, you can truly feel what is the wealth of Chang'an, and the soft world of mortals has fascinated so many heroes.

Yu Tingwan caught a glimpse of a blacksmith on a high platform in the distance. The fire was falling like stars, and a group of people clapped their hands in surprise.

"Your Majesty, have you been here before?"

The surroundings were too noisy, and her voice was as small as water droplets submerged in the sea. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the man beside her bowed his head slightly and said, "Of course."

In the dim light, the mask glowed coldly, but the hand wrapped tightly around her was warm.

He pointed to the towering city gate not far away, "I will go there every Lantern Festival."

When Pei Zhi was young, Chang'an suffered from repeated wars, which was not as grand as it is now. As a young man, he had to be diligent all the time. Pei Xu would be extremely irritable every twelfth lunar month, and he couldn't bear to see his children go out to play with things.

Later, he became the king of Wei and had a distinguished status. He would show his vague figure on the tower every Lantern Festival and enjoy himself with the people.

Yu Tingwan was a little surprised, "You have never really been here during the New Year?"

"Not interesting."

Pei Zhi didn't like noise at all. Now that he was paying attention to her, he naturally ignored others and was not aware of the noise around him.

He slowly held her hand and walked aimlessly, following the crowd to the troupe of the fantasy show. They were all barbarians from the Western Regions.

It seemed that she was late and could only stand outside the crowd. She stood on tiptoes and couldn't see him.

There was a young father beside him, holding his daughter on his shoulders.

Pei Zhi glanced at it and whispered: "You should be able to see it when you are sitting on my shoulder."

"Don't mess around." Yu Tingwan was a little nervous, "What if someone recognizes me and sees me sitting on you?"

To be precise, he was riding on the head of King Wei.

"so what?"

Choked by his nonchalant look, Yu Tingwan saw a girl sitting on her lover's shoulders, but she was clearly not from the Central Plains.

Seeing that she was clearly curious about the fantasy show, Pei Zhi simply squatted down.

"Come up."

Yu Tingwan hesitated for a moment and sat silently on his shoulders, her legs clasped by his palms. As he stood up, she could clearly see the young man on the stage who was performing a performance of swallowing knives and spitting fire.

After the young man left the scene, several beautiful orchids came up and summoned colorful birds. Suddenly the birds disappeared. Those people turned around, and the bird tattoos were visible on their smooth backs.

Hu Ji was wearing scantily clad clothes, and some viewers covered the children's eyes to prevent them from looking. Pei Zhi, wearing a mask and lowering his eyes, heard someone saying that it was immoral and immoral, how could King Wei let such a person into Chang'an.

"Your Majesty." Yu Tingwan called him softly, fearing that he wouldn't hear, so she reached out and pinched his ear.

Pei Zhi put her down, bowed his head and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll take you to Dongguang Tower."

She was indeed a little hungry and pointed to a shop to the west: "I don't want to go to Dongguang Tower, I want to eat sesame cakes."

Pei Zhi bought a flax cake for her, and the red shadow appeared, stretched out his hand and said: "I am the king - test the poison for my wife."

The old woman selling the cakes had bad ears. She only heard the word "test poison" and her face instantly became angry, thinking that she was causing trouble.

Looking at the woman in front of her, she knew she was beautiful just by looking at her figure. The old woman sarcastically said to Chi Ying: "What's wrong with learning at a young age? Showing courtesy in front of other people's husbands."

Chi Ying's face turned red from holding it back. He tore open a small piece of cake and swallowed it, then hid it somewhere.

Pei Zhi watched her eating, suppressed the urge to pinch her face, and asked, "You just left the fantasy theater troupe. You don't seem very happy."

"No." Yu Tingwan remembered that it was obvious that he was perfunctory when he said that he was perfunctory. He paused and muttered: "It's obvious that he couldn't take his eyes off it, and he still blames you for letting people from the Western Regions in."

"I heard him complain too, so that's okay." Pei Zhi laughed a few times, "Yi Wanwan thinks, what should I do?"

Yu Tingwan didn't think that the people should be punished, and noticed that his tone was not serious. He was clearly joking, and he didn't think of a serious solution.

She thought of something and couldn't help but laugh. She lifted the curtain and showed him her crooked face.

They stood in the corner, the light was sparse, shining on her cheeks, making her dizzy like the bright moon.

Pei Zhi couldn't help but hug her, lowered his head and let her lips come close to his ear. The hot breath she breathed made his heart itch.

"You can tell him that whoever stabs an orphan in the face will be rewarded."

He was stunned for a moment, laughed out loud, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her eyes shining brightly.

He finally made her happy. Thinking of how she cried in the study today, he felt flustered.

There was no one around, so Pei Zhi simply took off his mask, held her cheek in his hand, and slowly approached her red lips.

A familiar voice came from behind. The young master came from not far away, wearing a moon-white robe, and said with a smile: "My lord, it seems that I have come at the wrong time."