Your Highness, want to run after flirting?

The next day, Lijiu County ushered in the annual Xizi Celebration.

The lanterns are wrapped around the pillars, leading from the beginning of the county to the end of the county. The newly invited troupe turned their sleeves and danced their sleeves, and sang "Huansha Girl" in Yueqiang. Stretching his neck and staring at Huadan in Tsing Yi on the stage, the scene ended, and the crowd cheered endlessly.There were also urchins crying and wanting to leave. The adults who were fascinated by the sight had no choice but to give one or two copper coins to send the children to buy a bowl of hot wontons to eat.

Ten feet away from the stage is a county river. Hundreds of lanterns flow down the river, which look like pearls embellished with ink robes at a glance.

In the river, a small boat with two pointed ends is moored.

At the bow of the boat, there are two young gentlemen sitting, who look like the best guests in the world.

"Ziqing"

Su Danchen looked at the calm-faced person sitting opposite him through the steam of tea, hesitant to speak.

With a smile on her face, Lan Ziqing responded lightly, looked back at him, and waited for the next sentence.

"What happened last night...do you remember?"

Su Danchen looked at Lan Ziqing's expression, and asked tentatively.

Lan Ziqing pursed her lips lightly, and said: "I came back drunk, if I lose my temper, I hope His Highness will make amends."

Su Danchen heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said it doesn't matter.

Thinking about it, Ziqing was so drunk and confused last night, how could he take what he did seriously.

He thought...

Su Danchen was amused by his incredible thought.

"Who did Ziqing go drinking with? He's so drunk."

The stone on Su Danchen's heart fell, and he smiled, feeling relaxed.

"Yesterday, I met an old friend. On a whim, I drank two more glasses."

Lan Ziqing's smile faded away, and she stroked the tea leaves intermittently, her eyes were downcast, unable to see her emotions clearly.Xuanxuan cut out Qing Dai's silhouette in the dark night, with her robes fluttering, indescribably elegant and graceful.

Su Danchen wondered: "Ziqing also has old friends in such a remote place?"

"It's the minister's brother. He is honest and upright, and he doesn't want to step into the officialdom, so he lives in seclusion here and becomes a teacher."

Lan Ziqing put down the teacup.

"I only learned of the whereabouts of my senior brother yesterday."

Su Danchen heard from his grandfather that Ziqing studied under No. 1 Conspiracy and Sophistry, a wise old man with clever arguments.His senior brother is naturally also a disciple of Jibian.

It turned out to be a senior whom I hadn't seen for many years, no wonder it made Ziqing drunk.

Su Danchen put on his original expression and said no more.

Lan Ziqing also sat quietly aside.

There was silence for a while, and laughter and laughter on the shore could be faintly heard, and the gongs and drums changed to the erhu.

"Your Highness, the Holy Order issued an edict ordering the minister to return to Xunyang as soon as possible."

Lan Ziqing looked at Su Danchen with worry in his eyes.

Su Danchen was stunned for a moment, then asked: "When does Ziqing plan to

leave. "

"the day after tomorrow"

Su Danchen saw that Lan Ziqing's eyebrows were not raised, and said with a smile: "Ziqing don't have to worry, my injury has recovered, and I can go back with you in the future."

The half-month period has already expired, and it is really difficult for Lan Ziqing to stay, and he is afraid that Su Danchen has just recovered from his injury and will not be able to travel long distances, so he planned to go ahead and keep him in the county for a few more days, but when he thought of saying goodbye to him, He couldn't make up his mind.Simply hand over the decision to him, and hearing him answer like this, Lan Ziqing was worried but happy.

That's fine, instead of leaving him to worry about him, it's better to stay by his side and take care of him with peace of mind.

Thinking of this, Lan Ziqing frowned and said hello.

On both sides of the boat, a series of flower lanterns fluttered on the river surface, and the orange light shone through, reflecting the clear and yellowish water waves.

Su Danchen fished it up casually, picked up a lantern, and took out a rolled up note inside the lantern.

Open it, and look at it in the dim light of the lantern, and a line of tiny characters come into view.

May you hold your son's hand and grow old with you.

Aning.

Su Danchen smiled, and handed the note to Lan Ziqing.

"I don't know whose hand this Aning girl wants to hold and grow old with."

Lan Ziqing's thoughts changed, her eyebrows and eyelashes moved slightly.

"Your Highness is in the royal family. If you think about it, you can't hold only one person's hand in this life." After a pause, he said with a deep smile: "What's more, Your Highness is young and romantic, how can one person fulfill his wish."

Su Danchen faded away from joking, her peach blossom eyes were sparkling, full of seriousness.

"I don't ask for the three palaces and six courtyards like my father, but only a couple for a lifetime."

Lan Ziqing felt a warm current in her heart.

With a bang, the fireworks rushed into the sky, extremely bright, flashing and flashing, the faces of the two people were all red and green.

Su Danchen became playful, and called for the boatman to come to the shore, then smiled and took Lan Ziqing's hand and said, "Ziqing, it would be nice to go ashore with me."

Lan Ziqing nodded with a smile, and fireworks bloomed in the shadow of her eyes.

After landing, he glanced at the stage from a distance through the crowd, then walked towards the night market with a smile.

Su Danchen would squeeze in every booth, pick out a lot of things and put them out for Lan Ziqing to see.

"Ziqing, look at this horn comb. It is said to be made of rhino horns."

Su Danchen looked proud of picking up the treasure.

Lan Ziqing saw through the truth and falsehood, but couldn't bear to spoil his interest, so she nodded with a smile.

Talking and listening all the way, followed the flow of people and walked to the end of the road unconsciously.

"You two young masters, you have to draw a lot."

When Fang walked to the corner, there was a scholar in bamboo and green robes greeting him in front of the booth.

Lan Ziqing glanced at the booth, the lights flickered in his eyes.

"Try it, it doesn't hurt."

Su Danchen gave the silver, Lan Ziqing picked up the bamboo tube full of sticks, shook it lightly, one bamboo stick fell, and passed the bamboo tube to the person next to him, who shook it, and another bamboo stick drop.

Lan Ziqing's bamboo stick reads: "If you ask about the due date, the marriage is not yet mature, so you can't force it, and wait for the opportunity."

Su Danchen's is: "Sweet couples have been together for a hundred years, if you ask about their destination, they will be immortal and beautiful."

Both are marriage lottery.

Su Danchen picked up his own lottery, tapped on the booth, and said with a smile: "You are not allowed to sign, I am not asking about marriage, how did I get a marriage lottery."

The scholar was not in a hurry, and explained with a smile: "The signing of the document is entirely up to God's will, but the authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear. You are in the world of mortals, and there may be some things that you can't understand."

Su Danchen let out a soft "hum", and argued: "I just asked about the son next to me, but I got a marriage lottery. Could it be that God said that I am married to him?"

Lan Ziqing's eyes flickered, and the smile on her lips deepened.

"This..." The scholar turned his eyes to the two of them, but his normally eloquent tongue was stuttering and unable to utter a word.

Lan Ziqing handed over her own lottery, and said with a smile, "Please trouble me to untie the lottery that is below."

The scholar took it, but his brows were wrinkled.

"Could it be that the signing is unlucky?"

The scholar raised his eyes and looked at the elegant and dusty person in front of him, thinking that no matter how he looked at it, he didn't seem to be a forceful person.

"Young Master's lottery is the best lottery, it's just God's will that you can't force it."

"Ziqing, don't listen to him, his signature is inaccurate."

While Lan Ziqing was thinking about it, Su Danchen pulled him as if to leave.

"This young man stays behind."

The scholar called Su Danchen, and took out a concentric

Knot, hand it over.

"I'm really ashamed that I mistook your lottery. I present you with a heart knot. I hope that you and the person you love will be united forever."

Su Danchen found it interesting, so he thanked him for taking it.

On the left is a small arched bridge, and the two walked up the bridge.

"I don't have anyone I like, so if I bring this sympathy knot, I don't know who to give it to."

Su Danchen looked at the ups and downs of the lanterns under the bridge, twirling the red thread, with a bit of remorse on his face.

"Your Highness, why did you forget Miss Hanyan? If you give it to her on this concentric festival, Miss Hanyan will definitely be happy."

The night is as cool as water, and the fireworks have stopped.

Lan Ziqing's words fell on the night wind, feeling a little chilly.

Su Danchen was puzzled and said, "What is Ziqing's meaning? I only consider the girl with smoke as my friend."

"Your Highness's words are too heartless. No matter how you say it, Miss Hanyan and His Highness are also a one-night couple and a hundred days of kindness."

Although Lan Ziqing said with a smile, there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, instead there was a slight chill.

Su Danchen was startled, trying to understand the meaning of his words.

"Ziqing misunderstood me. Although I bid for the oiran banquet, it was entrusted by Miss Hanyan. Besides, after I entered the room with Miss Hanyan that night, I jumped out of the window and went home."

"I have never had any relationship with the smoke girl."

Lan Ziqing was shocked when he heard the words, he could hardly believe his ears, and ecstasy flooded into his heart like a flood.

It was all a misunderstanding? !

His eyes were bright, and the smile on his lips was as warm as spring snow melting.

Su Danchen looked at the red thread wrapped around his fingertips again, untied it and handed it to Lan Ziqing.

"Ziqing, since I don't have a sweetheart to give away, I will give it to you. I wish you and your sweetheart will be united forever and have a happy union for a hundred years."

Lan Ziqing was both surprised and happy. When he took it, his hands shook slightly, as if he had got a great treasure. He pulled up the hanging red thread and wrapped it around his fingers, smiling at those peach eyes, and said seriously : "The minister and the person in his heart will be united forever and have a good union for a hundred years."

Su Danchen was startled by the deep affection in Lan Ziqing's eyes, and turned his head, not daring to look at each other.

Lan Ziqing smiled.

not the right time yet.

It is not yet time for him to understand his own mind.

The lights under the bridge are bright, and the flow of people is like weaving.

Lan Ziqing stood at the end of the bridge with a long body, smiling and watching the scenery under the bridge.

Two figures, one in a lake shirt and one in an ink robe, suddenly came into view.

That's not Lijiu county magistrate Qin Wuyu and senior brother Wu Han.

He looked carefully and saw the two talking and laughing at Yan Yan, stopped in front of the stall selling lanterns, and went to the divination stall after a while.

"What is Ziqing looking at?"

Lan Ziqing looked back, looking at those sparkling peach blossom eyes, her heart felt warm.

When he turned his head, he just missed the prefect Yunchu who was following Qin Wuyu under the bridge.

After Xiziqing, Qin Wuyu heard that Lan Ziqing was going back to Xunyang today, so he deliberately went to the door early to pay his respects.

When he returned to the mansion, he was stopped by the yamen at the door before his feet stepped inside.

"My lord, someone sent you a letter."

Qin Wuyu took it and took it apart.

A line of scribbles on the paper.

I am setting up a banquet in the Yuelai Pavilion today, to discuss important matters, and hope to go to the banquet by boat.

Wu Changxue.

Qin Wuyu's eyes darkened, he crumpled the paper into a ball, held it tightly, and said "Prepare the sedan chair"

After Zhiyue came to the pavilion, a special person came up to guide him, leading Qin Wuyu all the way to the leftmost private room on the second floor.

Open the door and enter, there is no Wu Changxue, only a [-]-year-old girl sitting in front of the dressing table.

He hurriedly said that he was impolite, and was about to walk out, but the girl rushed forward, tearing the clothes of both parties along the way, yelling indecently.

Not long after, a group of officers and soldiers surrounded the door, the leader seemed to be heartbroken, and shouted: "The county magistrate of Qin has really disappointed the government."

This person is He Chengdao, the prefect of Yunchu.

Qin Wuyu's heart sank, and he fell for it.