When the storm took the script

Wen Jingxing gritted his teeth, cast his eyes on An Jiu who was standing in the long line, and held his forehead. If he really took down the lamp, with his appearance, this brothel girl might have put all her heart on him.

An Jiu is still out of condition, he doesn't know what is good or bad, he only knows that the lamp hangs so high, so many people flock to it, it must be the best, although it is not worthy of the master, but it is enough to give him as a gift .

He wrote down the name "Dark Nine" at the registration office. He just wanted to cover the name of Wen Jiu'an and let the owner call it alone, so that no one would know it.

Afterwards, another gold ingot was handed in before he was allowed to enter.

Wen Jingxing asked him to bring the only ingot before he went out. He was confused when he heard that a man must have private money when he went out, but he still obediently accepted it and thought about seeing something exquisite. Things can be given to the owner.

I regretted it when I paid the registration fee, and I didn't know if the lamp was worth it. If it wasn't worth it, could I return it to them after I took it and exchange it for my gold ingot.

I don't know how many sugar figures, zongzi candies and rattles I can buy.

After receiving the Wujin wooden card, An Jiu was led to the waiting hall by someone, waiting for his number to be called.

In front of him is a young man in a blue shirt, with a jade pendant around his waist, and the cold Tian holds a paper fan and shakes it. Seeing that An Jiu is wearing a half mask, although he can't see the whole face clearly, he is still captured by the beauty for a moment. The color is hit directly, and the breathing is stagnant.

He leaned closer: "Young master, tell me, how do you plan to get that lamp?"

Facing the iceberg face of the beauty, I didn't expect to get a reply, and continued to say annoyedly: "I came here last year. I came early back then, and there were many lights on the tower, so it took a lot of time." I tried my best to get the lamps on the sixth floor, but this year I was entangled by my mother, so I came late, I didn't expect that there were only six lamps left."

An Jiu was a little puzzled: "Is this hard to get?"

"Wow, brother, is this your first time here? The glazed lantern on the top of the tower was given to Concubine Liu Gui, the harem, by the former emperor. There is only one lamp in this world, and the lamps on the second and third floors also have their own origins. The first floor is more expensive than the first floor, and the Lantern Festival has been held for five years, and the year before last, a person from Jianghu took down one of the lanterns on the second floor and gave it to the oiran of that year."

There are no more than two ways to get the lamp, light work and archery.

If you use light work, the decorations on the height of the tower are so many and fragile that it is almost impossible for people to touch them. If you use a little bit of strength, those complicated decorations will be broken and fall off.

Even if the light is taken down, it is a violation of the regulations and does not count.

There are also bows and arrows under the tower for people to use. The bows and arrows are excellent, but the night is dark, the tower is high, and the wind is strong today. From time to time, fireworks will scatter in the air, which interferes with the sight.

The young man in the blue shirt finished explaining the science to the beauty in front of him, closed his fan and tapped Anjiu's skinny shoulder, thinking that he was a young man who knew nothing about the world, and said: "Hong Ni danced all over the world, I don't know how much this year People came here for her, not to mention the top floor, someone even took away two lamps on the second floor, let alone mine..."

He was lost for a second, and when he saw An Jiu, he felt nothing. Hong Ni couldn't see it, and the beauty in front of him was enough to be worth the gold ingot. He laughed, picked up his fan again and shook it: "Hong Ni Ni loves beautiful people the most, you are so handsome, I think Hong Ni would definitely like to see you even if she doesn't need to get that lamp."

An Jiu couldn't understand what he was saying and didn't speak.

He didn't know what Hongni girl was, and he just thought about how to take down that lamp and give it to the owner.

Soon it was the turn of the young man in the blue shirt. Before the time for half a stick of incense came, he returned in a feather, not to mention picking up the six lamps on the upper floor. The first floor stepped on the ruby ​​embedded in the house, and was led to lose money by the person in charge.

When I came back and saw Anjiu, my drooping face immediately beamed with joy, and I still had the time to comfort the beauty in front of me, and by the way, I gave myself a respect: "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, this tower is really fragile, someone stepped on it last year and stepped on a hole It was dragged down by someone, not to mention how embarrassing it was, and almost lost everything. There are arrows over there, you can shoot them for fun, and no one will laugh if you can’t hit them.”

After calling the number, it was Dark Nine's turn.

The shadow guards of the Hou Mansion are in groups of ten, each performing their duties in assassination, tracking, and espionage investigation, etc., and they are also assessed every year. Although Dark Nine is ranked ninth and belongs to the Tracking Division, they are all excellent. Whether it is comprehensive or individual items, it ranks first every year, and there are few rivals in Daxing if it is pulled out.

Not to mention that the young man in blue shirt didn't know about it, even Wen Jingxing thought he was just an ordinary secret guard.

Wen Jingxing also looked here for a while, and he was not interested if there was no dark nine in it at the time, but now he is very interested.

He quickly became friends with the dandy little prince next to him, and he also knew the power of this tower. He thought that no matter how powerful An Jiu was, he was just a shadow guard of the Hou Mansion, that is, the young Wanxin, and he didn't expect him to get the lamp.

Wen Jingxing smiled: Very good, he heard that the green hat on Second Master's head flew off.

Not only that, he was even ready to sell all the jewelry that Mrs. Hou sent to compensate for the loss of Yanyu Building.

Under the tower, An Jiu held a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other.

Pulling the bow and winding it almost made the whole bow a full moon.

Wen Jingxing's heart also tensed up, with a kind of secret excitement, he even wanted to grab the dandy young prince and say it was his wife's impulse, that kind of joy born from the heart was no less than that of a star chasing little girl, Want to show the world how damn handsome my man is.

In the excitement and joy of 99, there is a trace of rejoicing mixed in, he is going to shoot an arrow.

A box of jewels at home was saved.

An Jiu didn't know about Wen Jingxing's psychological changes, he let go of his hand, and only heard a buzzing sound, the arrow pierced the sky like flying, and shot straight at the glazed lamp on the top of the pagoda.

In order to allow the audience to see more clearly, Yanyulou deliberately painted the arrows with materials that can glow in the night.

But even so, the arrow shot too fast, and everyone could only see the meteor flashing by before disappearing in the night.

In the dark night sky, full of stars, it just so happened that the colorful fireworks exploded in mid-air with a bang, and the fiery trees and silver flowers illuminated most of the sky. Fall, or lamp fall.

But they soon knew the answer.

That glazed lamp.

Concubine Liu Guifei's favorite glazed lantern, which is the favorite of Liu Guifei, is shining brightly under the candlelight, and it is falling from the sky, gradually zooming in from the invisible stars to show its original appearance.

The crowd of onlookers stared wide-eyed, their breathing seemed to freeze in an instant, and they stared at the lamp dully.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the rolled glazed lamp swayed and almost hit the eaves of the tower. The onlookers gasped in shock, and saw a young man in red clothes and a mask, The toes are light, the clothes are flying, like a butterfly, step by step.

While holding his breath, the young man had already firmly grasped the lamp, and his movements were swift and unrestrained. It seems that it is not good to describe him as a relatively fragile and beautiful creature like a butterfly. The wind is hunting and moving, like an eagle that disdains everything in the night.

Anjiu was carrying a glass lamp studded with luxurious gemstones, standing on top of the pavilion in a red dress, smiling wildly, looking at Wen Jingxing from a distance through layers of lights, he couldn't tell whether it was a human being for a while. Beauty is still lamp beauty.

Who on the Mo is young and romantic.

Wen Jingxing was completely stupefied at this time.

He had never seen such a dark nine.

But he thought that his Jiu'an should have looked like this.

No promises, no trepidation.

There is only a youthful spirit, with a high-spirited look, like a dense pine tree, like a spring moon willow.

"when!"

A crisp gong sound means that this oiran competition is over.

After a few seconds of silence, there was sudden thunderous applause, and the cheers almost broke through the sky. Almost everyone was whispering to each other about who the young man who took down the glazed lamp was.

The lingering sound of the gong expanded and dissipated in Wen Jingxing's heart like ripples in the water. An old dog who thought he was calm and stable suddenly realized that he had been poked at Su Dian. His heart beat like a drum, like a young girl of seventeen or eighteen.

Holding the lamp in his hand, An Jiu spotted Wen Jingxing in the crowd at a glance, happened to meet his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly.

After finding the target, An Jiu walked a little faster. He was still a little flustered. He lowered his head and glanced at the lamp in his hand. He didn't know how to appreciate it. A gold ingot.

But they don't know that this lamp was inlaid with nearly a hundred kinds of precious gemstones at that time, and the workmanship was meticulous, and it took more than a month for many craftsmen to make it.

A match is definitely not worthy of the master...

An Jiu thought: If the master can look at him and smile, it is already worth his trip.

The lamp that no one could take off for five years was suddenly taken off. Not only the spectators, but also the three stunning women in the curtain were startled and looked out through a layer of white veil.

The woman in the red shirt only glanced at it, and at a glance, she suddenly saw the soul-stirring fairy in the picture book.

She jumped off the swing, walked out quickly with the veil lifted, stepped off the gold and jade stage barefoot, and walked slowly to the tune. With a little cinnabar on her forehead, she has an alluring appearance, but when she looks at An Jiu, her eyes are even more roving, full of the demeanor of a bewildered daughter.

The appearance of Hong Ni stupefied the audience, the sound of inhaling one after another resounded in the air, and even the voice of the discussion was much quieter, for fear of being an abrupt beauty.

"Guess, who is this young master going to give the lamp to?"

"It should be Miss Hongni. Hongni has always only worn red clothes. If she hadn't been interested in her, why would she wear red to match her—oh! Miss Hongni has come out..."

Pooh!

Dark nine looks better than this red thing, I don't know how many times!

Wen Jing chewed a piece of Zongzi candy angrily, it was so sweet that it turned sour, what a counterfeit product!

"Ah! Miss Xuelan has come out too! It's a pity that she is too far away to see clearly!"

"Miss Xuelan was originally a girl from an official family. She has outstanding talents and will not show her face easily. This kid is very lucky. He enjoys the blessing of being equal to everyone."

Wen Jingxing bit the candy with a "crack": He dares.

Except for Wen Jingxing and An Jiu, everyone present probably thought so, especially Hong Ni.

The cheeks of the always enthusiastic and flamboyant girl were slightly flushed, and she was a little more shy than a little girl. She had already thought about it, and when the man gave him the lamp, she took off his mask, hugged him and kissed him, Only dance for him in the future.

Unexpectedly, An Jiu passed in front of the three girls without looking sideways, and stopped in front of the crowd of onlookers, his sullen face was a little flustered, he paused for a moment and took a deep breath, and then he calmed down when he saw Wen Jingxing.

It's not Hong Ni?

Everyone was surprised, and after a second of silence, they all dispersed.

One is to see the appearance of the glazed lamp clearly, and the other is to see which beauty more beautiful than Hong Ni will this young master give this lamp to.

There are even some people who gloat in their hearts, even if they are handsome and powerful, they are still idiots!

It is a good story to give a glazed lamp to a woman in a brothel. If you want to give it to an ordinary woman you like, I am afraid that you will cry on the spot, and the good marriage will be broken.

This person is not talking nonsense, the meaning of the glazed lamp is indeed bad, especially for the woman he likes.

The emperor of the previous dynasty was fatuous and innocent, he only favored the noble concubines, abolished the empresses and abolished the heirs. During his reign, wars raged and the people were in dire straits.

Concubine Liu Gui loved lanterns, so she ordered the whole city to hold a lantern show on her birthday to celebrate with the people, and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to create many rare treasures such as glazed lanterns for her.

After the establishment of the new dynasty, this lantern festival has been circulating for nearly 20 years.

Today, the emperor felt that the former dynasty’s subjugation was due to the incompetence of the monarch, not that the women were wronging the country, and the Lantern Festival was not explicitly prohibited, so it was passed down. While the people celebrated, it also served as a wake-up call to the officials of the current dynasty.

In the flames of war, countless lanterns of various kinds in the imperial palace were almost all destroyed. The only glazed lantern that remained was somehow smuggled out of the palace and spread to the Yanyu Building, where it became a legend in the Oiran Contest. A lottery head, the rule is to take it off and give it to the beauty you admire.

But this lamp does not have a good meaning, and the former owner Liu Guifei was pointed at the spine by countless literati and scolded her as a disaster, so ordinary girls are not willing to accept it.

On the contrary, they are very popular among brothel girls. They are all fifteen or sixteen-year-old daughters who have just begun to fall in love. Now that they have been reduced to the land of fireworks, who would not want to be like Concubine Liu Gui back then? To be favored by the king and to be favored by three thousand people.

An Jiu didn't know about the lamp and the reason for it, the closer he got to Wen Jingxing, the faster his heart beat, like a young boy seeing a girl he likes, with eyes full, heart in his heart, and the words in his mouth It's all that person.

Wen Jingxing also raised his head to look at him, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, looking through the eyes on the mask, pretending to be steady, but the joy in his eyes could not be restrained at all.

But suddenly there was a commotion from the crowd, Wen Jingxing looked away, but it was the Hong Ni girl who walked straight towards An Jiu, her beautiful eyes glaring angrily, she took out a long whip from her waist and swept it straight at An Jiu.

"Why didn't you give this lamp to my girl?"

An Jiu turned around, grabbed the whip that was thrown from the sky, frowned impatiently and said, "Why did you give it to you?"

The moment he turned his head, Hong Ni couldn't move her affectionate eyes away.

She was originally a princess from a small country in a foreign country. After the country was subjugated, she was exiled in the Central Plains.

The girls in the Yanyu Building have some sort of helplessness, but she does it voluntarily. She has no hobbies, only likes beauties, and her future husband will definitely choose the most beautiful man in the world.

I thought I would have to wait for a long time, but I didn't expect to meet him today.

It's just a glimpse, I'm afraid it will never be unforgettable.

"There are rules for this glazed lamp. If you take it, you will give it to the most beautiful woman present."

Hong Ni raised her chin slightly, walked around the audience, and then rested her eyes on An Jiu's body again, and said with a smile: "You may as well let me take off your mask? If you are more beautiful than me, then this lamp is not a mask. The girl doesn't want it anymore."

After all, she pulled the whip, tapped her feet, and walked towards An Jiu like a noble Persian cat. Her figure was swaying, and the golden bells on her body were crisp, which broke the hearts of many men present.

An Jiu's ears are also a little red, but it's not because of Hong Ni, but because of Wen Jingxing.

It turns out that this lamp is to be given to the most beautiful woman...

I don't know if the owner is willing to accept it.

Wen Jingxing was not blind, so he naturally saw his blushing face, gritted his teeth angrily, and crushed the candy figurine in his hand, but the dandy little prince was still talking nonsense beside him: "Hey, I just found out, you You actually wore the same mask as that beauty, but brother? Can you introduce your brother to this king? I will not do anything else, just drink and enjoy the moon hahahaha."

Wen Jingxing said with a cold face, "No."

The little prince was not disappointed: "Then I will go and ask in person."

Wen Jingxing snorted coldly: "They are husband and wife."

"..."

The playful little prince saw that his face was darkened, and immediately shut up tactfully.

In a few words, Hong Ni had already walked to An Jiu's side, stretching out her slender hand to take the glazed lantern.

Only then did An Jiu react, frowning, and let go of the hand holding the whip. Hong Ni had put most of her strength on the rope, but the tight rope suddenly let go, causing her to almost fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Hong Ni has practiced martial arts since she was a child, so she turned around, Hong Sha raised Jin Bo, and stood firmly to avoid making a fool of herself in front of her.

An Jiu took several steps back, "Don't come here, this lamp is not for you, if you want to grab it again, I will fight back."

After speaking, afraid that she would not believe it, he added sullenly: "You can't beat me."

Hong Ni didn't expect to be humiliated like this, her pupils shrank, the arrogance that was praised did not allow her to go up a second time, she stood behind An Jiu with her lips pressed against her chest, unconvinced, she wanted to see what it was Such stunning beauty can catch his eyes.

I saw this man passing through the crowd, walking towards a young man who also wore a black mask, wearing an ivory white brocade robe with fluttering skirts, and his facial features were soft, like a banished fairy.

Holding not only a sugar figurine in his hand, but also a rattle and some small odds and ends, this gives him a sense of reality stained by the world of mortals.

Hong Ni pursed her lips, and the cold and stern young master cautiously slowed down his steps when facing this man, the hand holding the lantern trembled slightly, and when he cut open the seemingly calm exterior, he didn't know how hot it must be inside.

Humph.

Hong Ni had her own arrogance, her girlish heart was broken into pieces, but she had no intention of entanglement, she flung her sleeves and walked away quickly following the sound of the bell, causing many people to chase after her.

Wen Jingxing was weak and sick before, so he would not easily show his face in front of people. Even if he was the first in the capital, he only used the title of Mr. Wen Jing. As for who he was, how old he was, and which family he was, no one knew. In this way, the crowd did not cause more noise.

but……

The limelight is indeed enough, Wen Jingxing now feels inexplicably ashamed to be proposed in public, especially the appearance of Hong Ni pushed this scene to a climax.

He always felt that in the next second, the crowd eating melons would repeat like a clapping machine: "Marry him, marry him..."

what.

What the fuck is this guy thinking about.

Wen Jingxing closed his eyes, An Jiu had already held the glazed lamp in front of him.

He panted slightly, the stars fell into his eyes from the sky, pursed his lips, and whispered: "Send you off."

There was still a white bandage wrapped around his hand, curled up slightly, he didn't want Wen Jingxing to see it.

Wen Jingxing put Pozi Tang back into his hand, raised the glazed lamp with one finger, and smiled half-smile: "Why send me?"

"Master..." The young master with the iceberg face to the beauty had red ears at this moment, and his voice was low and soft, he murmured, "I just heard they say that this lamp will be given to the most beautiful person present."

Wen Jingxing was stunned for a moment, pinched his face, and the eyes exposed in the complicated and exquisite mask were full of smiles: "Jiu'an, you can actually say something better at this time."

An Jiu's cheeks blushed quietly.

He didn't dare to say it, but he knew it.

His master is the best person in the world, and people can't wait to bring the best things in the world to him.

Also, he likes his master...

Wen Jingxing didn't force him, and one day he would obediently say all these words, saying it every day, every night, without any worries or fears, just as brave as the young man who held the lamp for him today.

The two had had enough fun watching, and the lamp that no one had been able to get for five years was also taken, and they planned to leave contentedly.

But I heard a voice behind me: "Wait a minute."

Wen Jingxing turned his head to look, and it turned out that the girl in white, Xue Lan, was holding the pipa and came over with the servant girl, and saluted two steps away from the two of them, and smiled slightly:

"Wait a minute, gentlemen. There is a rule in the Misty Rain Tower. There is a riddle in each lamp. If you want to take it away, you must guess the answer."

That's right, Anjiu easily took away the treasure of Yanyulou, if no one came to make trouble, Wen Jingxing felt something was wrong.

Anjiu was illiterate, when he heard this, his body froze, he was afraid that the lamp he had given out would be taken back because he didn't live up to it, which would be too embarrassing for the master.

On the contrary, Wen Jingxing was very thick-skinned. In order to prevent people from taking the lamp away, this question must be very difficult. He thought clearly. He couldn't laugh at the second son of the Hou's mansion.

not to mention……

The best gift he received today was not the lamp.

Wen Jingxing took out a peach blossom note exuding a faint fragrance from the glazed lamp, opened it, and smiled.

It seems that this lamp is really destined for him, if it is Wen Jingxing of poetry and songs, he may not be able to guess it.

But I didn't expect it to be a math problem.

Wen Jingxing calculated it without much thought, took An Jiu's hand, slid his fingertips, and gently wrote a number on the palm of his hand.

An Jiu curled her fingers slightly, her eyes were red, and she glanced at Wen Jingxing with some grievances.

Wen Jingxing curled his lips slightly, his Jiu An must be thinking of something indecent.

He had no choice but to swipe a few strokes on the back of his hand again, before An Jiu finally understood, and turned his head to report the answer in embarrassment.

"……correct."

Xue Lan was stunned for a moment. This question had been difficult for her teacher for many years, but she never expected to be solved so easily by a young man...

She has always thought that she is talented, especially when His Majesty specially allows women to take part in scientific examinations, and she is determined to make great achievements in the future, but she did not expect that disasters would happen suddenly, and all her ambitions were reduced to ashes.

Xue Lan let out a long sigh, for many years of self-pity and arrogance of talent, she had long forgotten that there are heavens and peoples outside the sky, and there are people outside the sky, and she was really flattered by the common people so much that she forgot her own weight.

After figuring it out, Xue Lan called softly behind the two of them, full of affection in the waves: "Young Master is a great talent, I wonder if Xue Lan will have the honor to know your name."

His small movements did not escape the girl's eyes, and Wen Jingxing also knew that he was the one who was asking the question, he narrowed his eyes, curled up the corners of his mouth, and squeezed An Jiu's waist instead: "Ask you. "

An Jiu's waist was softened by his rubbing, the blush on his face never faded, and he didn't turn his head. He said softly, "My name was bestowed by the master, so I won't tell outsiders."

Long time...

Wen Jingxing's heart fell into the sugar bowl, the sweetness was bubbling, and all jealousy was soaked away.

With a voice that only the two of them could hear, he whispered in An Jiu's ear: "I want to kiss you, right now."

"……it is good."

An Jiu blushed, hugged her master's waist, performed lightness kung fu, and left all the bustling lights behind in the blink of an eye.

In the quiet and dark alley, there is a bright light at the end.

An Jiu was pushed against the wall by Wen Jingxing, leaning his back against the cold wall, kissing wantonly, his neck stretched into a straight line, his hearing was much better than ordinary people, and he could hear the alley clearly through a wall Noisy outside.

Whose girl is exchanging affection with which son, and the big-speaking aunt I met on the road is selling herself with someone who is boasting that the hairpin on the head of a noble concubine is comparable to that of a noble concubine.

A few people who were lucky enough to watch the audience of the Oiran Conference were chatting with their companions about how handsome the young man in red was and how strong his martial arts were;

But soon he couldn't hear anything clearly. Wen Jingxing's kiss this time was more fierce than yesterday, and he could only bear it, his lips were numb from being sucked, and the two's heartbeats were entangled, deafening .

All the hustle and bustle of the outside world was reduced to the background, and the sound of water intertwining lips and teeth in the silent and dark alley was infinitely amplified, like an aphrodisiac, and the thick eyelashes trembled and drooped to block those eyes full of love.

"Miss Hong Ni is enthusiastic and unrestrained, and she is the most beautiful girl in the country. Master, go and redeem her body, okay?"

After being released by him, Anjiu panted slightly, unable to hear the jealousy in Wen Jingxing's tone at all, lowered her head to cover her downcast eyes, and said softly: "Miss Hongni is so beautiful in the capital, she can offend the master. It's only natural to like her...but she is not from a good family, Mrs. Hou will not allow her to enter the mansion, but if the master really likes it, it is not a bad idea to set up another house outside to hide her beauty."

But your uncle!

He is not a son of a good family, so he cannot enter the mansion?Aren't you still a servant, I still treat you like a wife!Anjiu, Anjiu, why do you really want to wear a green hat for yourself?

Hearing this, Wen Jing Xing became very angry, and the only sliver of reason he had left didn't let him say "a servant", but he was still very angry no matter what, no matter what it was Outside, the alley is full of people.

With some effort, An Jiu's coat was staggered, and a tooth mark was imprinted under his collarbone, and his lips slowly moved towards his Adam's apple, no longer flirting, but biting like punishment, and his hands were dishonestly on his lips. Knead and press the waist.

An Jiu struggled at first because of shyness, but after feeling his anger, he let him vent it.

He didn't say it was comfortable or painful, he just bit the back of his hand and endured it, without saying a word.

Cute and pathetic.

Hateful.

In fact, Wen Jingxing also wanted to treat him well and not make him feel uncomfortable, but listen, what kind of nonsense this man is talking about.

Wen Jingxing pressed his finger on the end of his eyes, slowly moved it to the corner of his mouth, wiped off the wetness, and laughed deliberately: "Is Jiu'an a child? Why are there tears and water flowing here? Compared to that Hongni girl... too much."

An Jiu blushed from neck to face in embarrassment, gently licked Wen Jingxing's finger with the tip of her tongue, and put it in her mouth obediently, those deer-like eyes were brighter than winning the lamp today Even more beautiful.

"..."

The seductive gestures he made were really innocent, Wen Jingxing didn't bully him, he let him hold his finger for a while, then pulled his finger out of his mouth, An Jiu took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe it clean, his thin neck hung down, Seriously, it seems to be wiping some treasure.

"Jiu'an..." Wen Jingxing sighed softly, "Don't be mad at me..."

The raised hands actually trembled a little, and he held An Jiu in his arms. This anger was really angry, which made him want to know him clearly on the spot, and let him know who is his husband and who is his wife.

But this person is so good, so good that he seems to be in a magic barrier, and he just wants to give him better things, erase those unbearable pasts little by little, and let him bloom in front of him willingly.

In an instant, Wen Jingxing actually had a connection with the king of the subjugated country in the previous dynasty. With such a person by his side, even if the subjugated country gave her the world's favor, he would be willing to do so.

"Drink! Have another drink... vomit..." The staggering drunkard walked into the alley with a bottle in his hand, tripped over a stone in his footsteps, and dropped the bottle in his hand like two entangled by the wall. Come with shadows.

As soon as he heard the human voice, the disheveled An Jiu froze. Wen Jingxing turned around and covered him in his arms. He casually took out a silver ingot from his waist and threw it on the drunkard's head. He smashed it again, and was relieved to see the drunkard run away with the silver ingot.

"Don't be afraid, don't let others see my Jiu'an."

An Jiu's hand tightly grasping the hem of his shirt was slowly released, and she put it on Wen Jingxing's shoulder: "Master... Am I making you angry again?"

"Yes."

"Then are you still angry now?"

"gas."

"...Then what can Jiuan do to calm you down?"

Wen Jingxing snorted coldly, raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "How can there be such a good thing, you want to go yourself. Since you have come out to play, I will not spoil your good mood today. If you commit the crime again, I will punish you as well."

An Jiu's face was a little pale, and he lowered his head and hummed.

After threatening him, Wen Jingxing took a step back, straightened An Jiu's ripped collar, and rubbed his palm against his waist, feeling a little annoyed, "Is it blue again? Does it hurt?"

An Jiu pursed her lips, a little flattered: "I like it."

"Okay, pain is pain, you don't need to coax me about this kind of thing." Wen Jingxing rubbed the top of his hair, "Intimacy between husband and wife should be comfortable for both of you. If you are comfortable, I will Happy."

Anjiu's eyes lit up, and she took the initiative to touch his lips: "I really like it."

After coming out of the sparsely populated alleys, the two walked across an arch bridge. People came and went, shoulder to shoulder, and followed the crowd to the bank of Qingshui.

The river water is rippling, reflecting the solitary moon and sparse stars. The lighting of Kongming lanterns is sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes slow and sometimes fast, and flies to the sky with the wind. When you get close, you can still see the blessings written on the lamps.

The laughter of other people, or which lamp was blown into the lake by the wind, even complained with a smile, the god of the sky couldn't hear it, and the god of the sea took it away, no matter what, the wishes written on the lamp It is absolutely achievable.

The peddler who sold the lanterns was full of tongues, and he could faintly see the lanterns of the Hou Mansion in the distance. He didn't know if he would have the chance to accompany the master out next time, so An Jiu stopped in his tracks, his eyes full of reluctance: "Master, Let's have one too."

"Okay." Wen Jingxing bought one from a peddler, borrowed a pen from the person next to him and handed it to him, "What do you want to write?"

An Jiu looked at the thin paper lantern with some hesitation, all the delusions related to the master came to his mind for a while, thinking about it made his heart feel sweet and bitter.

He didn't even have the courage to write, so he only begged Wen Jingxing: "Can I write the name of the master on it?"

Wen Jingxing was amused by his serious expression: "Yes."

An Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, he didn't know many words, and he could write very few words. Even the paper, ink, brush and inkstone were taught by Wen Jingxing, and when he picked up the pen, his hands felt a little hot.

Because of frostbite on my hands, the handwriting was crooked, and I didn't want to put the pen down the moment I stopped.

Wen Jingxing looked at An Jiu with a sad face, and asked, "What's the matter?"

An Jiu was a little bit embarrassed: "The handwriting is too ugly, I'm afraid God won't recognize it, so I gave all the blessings I gave you to others..."

"... An Jiu." Wen Jingxing was a little speechless, he couldn't laugh or cry for a while, and didn't know what to say. He took the pen from An Jiu's hand, and wrote "Wen Jiu'an" next to him stroke by stroke. three words.

"It's all right now, God, God, if you don't recognize the name of me, Wen Jingxing, who is next to me, then transfer all the blessings that should have been given to me to the people next to me. Anyway, I am a husband and wife, so don't take advantage of others. good."

Wen Jingxing laughed as he talked, and felt that An Jiu's little thoughts were getting more and more cute. Seeing the embarrassing blushing of the person next to him, he asked, "Do you still want to let it go?"

"Let go, let go."

The two watched the Kongming Lantern flying up into the sky, gradually turning into a small spot of light, and sat on the ground for a while. Seeing the crowd gradually dispersed, Wen Jingxing hammered his numb leg and stood up. stand up.

An Jiu was still a little dazed, Wen Jingxing pinched his face: "What are you thinking, so preoccupied."

An Jiu smiled, and said softly: "I'm thinking..."

Maybe you forgot, because of your serious illness, I worshiped the heaven and the earth with a rooster the whole time, worshiped the high hall, worshiped the husband and wife, and no one in the room even knew about our husband and wife relationship.

Anjiu was lucky, you called her your wife and gave her a name, and even drank the tea of ​​Mrs. Hou's daughter-in-law.

But the better you are, the more greedy I am...

I was wondering... the names of the two of us are written on this lamp today, could it be considered that "Wen Jiu'an" and "Wen Jingxing" have already told the gods about their marriage, and we can get some blessings.

But these dark nines didn't say anything, only a few words remained in the end: "It's nothing, I'm just very happy."

The Lantern Festival was coming to an end, and the people on the street slowly dispersed. The two of them returned home with glazed lanterns and some small odds and ends. They wanted to go directly to Zhongli Garden to rest, but they were told by Haitang that Mrs. Hou was waiting in the main courtyard.

Madam Hou hadn't slept that night, so it seemed that there was something important going on, Wen Jingxing didn't linger, he straightened his appearance a little, and rushed over with An Jiu.

The originally sparse stars were even more pitiful when viewed from the sky of the Hou Mansion. The few stars were blocked by the towering trees, and the deep night was pressing on his heart. For some reason, he suddenly started beating violently. .

Wen Jingxing noticed that he was smiling a bit reluctantly, and brushed the broken hair off his forehead: "What's the matter? You're sleepy, why don't you go to sleep first and don't wait for me."

An Jiu's lips were a little pale, and she held his hand tightly, shaking her head stubbornly.

Wen Jingxing didn't force him, he yawned, and the boy took him to the main courtyard with a lantern.

As soon as he stepped in, Wen Jingxing found that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere, the air seemed to be stagnant, even Hou Ye, who was always smiling and good-tempered, had a sullen face, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

He quickly scanned the situation in front of him. Not only was Mrs. Hou Yehou sitting in the main courtyard, but a burly man was sitting on the chairs around him, with a serious face and eagle-like eyes fixed on the kneeling people .

Judging from her figure, the person kneeling on the ground should be a woman, with a messy woman's bun, and a worthless silver hairpin stuck obliquely in it.Wearing a white gauze skirt, her figure is thin. She must have knelt for a long time, and she was a little precarious.

Wen Jingxing only thought it was familiar, but Anjiu was ecstatic.