I'm passing by

"Longevity?"

Hearing the voice, Sanqi came out in a hurry, just in time to see the young man in white standing under the clear moonlight, Mr. Pianpian, as gentle as jade, looking at him, Sanqi couldn't help but think such words in his heart.

"Sanqi, what are you holding in your hand?"

Sanqi raised the Kongming lantern in his hand and said, "This is Ah Xiang's lantern."

"The Underworld also puts on lights?"

"Yeah." Sanqi nodded, lit a candle on the lamp in his hand, and watched it slowly float up, "The ghosts in the underworld were also human beings, and they also have people they can't let go of in this world, and they still miss them, so, When it comes to the day of breaking up love, the lamps of this underworld will float."

"gorgeous."

"Well," Sanqi looked at the young man sitting beside him, and murmured, "Yeah, it's really beautiful."

Ying Jin, who was far away in Hades, also watched the news from his undercover agent, sighed, and said, "She's drunk again."

"Yes, the princess is drunk again."

"Where is she now?"

"Meng Po Village."

"What about Meng Po Sanqi?"

"Lighting up the lamp on a date with that living soul."

"... "

"Head, that..."

"Hesitate, talk about things."

"Today...is the day of breaking up love. Everyone will light up lanterns to miss their loved ones. There is one more thing. The lantern that Meng Po Sanqi put up belongs to the princess."

"... "

Official Zhao, who was Ying Jin, hurried to Huangquan when he heard about it, looked at his spy guarding Huangquan and asked, "Where's the lamp?"

"...Head, why are you here so soon?"

"Don't talk nonsense, where's the lamp?"

"…lamp?"

The spy's face was filled with frustration, "Boss, I told you earlier that Po Meng Sanqi was let go..."

"You didn't stop me!"

"... "

Boss, you didn't say anything about the spy work you arranged for me. Apart from watching the daily life of the crazy Jiangdong princess all day long, there is also such a thing as interception.

Ying Jin didn't care about the Kongming lantern that flew to nowhere, turned around, just in time to see the woman in black lying in Meng Po's village, with tears still lingering on her delicate face.

Ying Jin held back the sourness in his heart, not knowing whether to comfort himself or the drunk man, he murmured, "Soon, soon."