Seventy-seven meeting GL

Lang Yinshi ran all the way, he was out of breath, he walked not far, but saw a moving figure in front of him walking back.

The purple-gold dress was swaying gracefully, she lowered her eyebrows, and her clear and beautiful face was full of loveliness.

Mo Ziyou raised his head, saw the person opposite, and couldn't help but widen his clear eyes.

"You...why haven't you left yet?" Mo Ziyou pretended to be impatient with a trace of embarrassment. She avoided Lang Yinshi's sight and hurriedly walked past her.

Lang Yinshi's star eyes moved slightly, followed her figure and stopped, a little surprised.

"Why is the Seventh Princess back?"

"This palace has nothing to do with King Ye, walking around casually." Mo Ziyou replied quickly.As she spoke, she carefully looked at the people on the street, as if she was looking for something.

Lang Yinshi silently followed behind her.

After walking a few steps, Mo Ziyou suddenly turned around, "Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Lang Yin was puzzled, "No."

"Don't you want to go back to Beauty Square to accompany your beautiful lady?" Although it was kindly persuading, it sounded a bit annoyed, "If you don't go back, I'm afraid I'll be in a hurry. Why don't you go back soon?"

This sour meaning made Lang Yinshi's heart gradually clear, and she looked at Mo Ziyou and smiled softly.

"The Seventh Princess finally came to Tianlang again, nothing is more important than the Seventh Princess."

"Grumpy."

Mozi said angrily, frowning and continuing to search along the road, feeling a little unhappy.

"Obviously you enjoy others wiping your sweat for you. I've found out that you don't know how to refuse."

What a misunderstanding.Lang Yin said in relief. "you saw it?"

A helpless smile floated on her gentle and fair face.

"That girl is the former female assassin in the palace. She said she wanted to repay her kindness, and now she is helping Lan Yize in the mansion. I have nothing to do with her." Lang Yinshi explained.

"Who asked if you were related? I don't care." Mo Ziyou heard it clearly.

"Okay, it's Yin Shi's mistake." Lang Yin Shi still smiled calmly, trying to persuade him, "...I want the Seventh Princess to know that this is very important to me."

Mo Ziyou seemed to have never heard of it, but his expression relaxed a lot.She stopped and looked towards the side of the street, Xiuyi's brows suddenly frowned.

"Huh...he was here just now, where is he?" Mo Ziyou's eyes were full of doubts.

"What are you looking for?" Seeing this, Lang Yinshi also looked over and asked with concern.

Mo Ziyou was a little anxious and had no intention of talking to Lang Yinshi at all.She looked around and saw that there were some snack stalls on both sides of the night market next to her.A 50-[-]-year-old woman is selling brown sugar glutinous rice cakes.

Lang Yinshi who was ignored was quite wronged, she finally understood that today the Seventh Princess might not like her, so in desperation, she relented and followed quietly.

"Auntie, do you know where the beggar on the side of the road went? He was still here just now, why did he disappear after a while?" Mo Ziyou stepped forward and asked, not feeling the meaningful gazes of the people around him. .

The aunt who sells glutinous rice cakes is very good-looking, thin and small, but has quick hands and feet.She shook her head, "In the afternoon, I did see it. But there were too many people passing by on the street. I was busy with business and didn't pay attention. I don't know where I went. Miss, why don't you go to another place to ask?" ?”

Mo Ziyou was impatient when he heard the words, and was about to continue——

"Auntie, let me have a piece of glutinous rice cake."

Suddenly a clear voice came from my ear, and I saw Lang Yin Shizheng asking the auntie of the stall with great interest, "Have a brown sugar glutinous rice cake."

His smiling face gave people a feeling of spring breeze blowing on his face.This person usually has a paralyzed face, why is he so abnormal today?Mo Ziyou was incredible.

She didn't want to give up, so she continued, "Auntie, this beggar comes here every day? Do you know where he lives?"

"Auntie, remember to put more syrup." Seeing that the glutinous rice sticks were put into the oil pan, Lang Yinshi reminded at the right time, and once again attracted the woman's attention.

"..."

Mo Ziyou turned his head slowly, seeing Lang Yinshi's overly genial smile, he couldn't help staring at him silently, what's wrong with this man?Are you making a mess on purpose?

"The beggar only appears here occasionally, and there is no fixed time, and no one knows where to live." The aunt replied while frying glutinous rice cakes. "I'm afraid it will be difficult for the girl to find him soon."

Mo Ziyou was a little discouraged, "Thank you." She said, feeling really bad, so she turned and walked aimlessly.I couldn't help but blame myself while walking, how could I throw away the earrings when I got angry?Mo Ziyou, you are really impulsive.This earring, I'm afraid it will be hard to get back for a while.

"Do you want to try the seventh princess?" Lang Yinshi was carrying a paper-wrapped glutinous rice cake, and caught up with her unhurriedly.

Mo Ziyou looked at Lang Yinshi, who couldn't shake him off and still looked relaxed, with complicated emotions.

If the person in front of her didn't make her angry, how could she lose her mind and throw away the earring?But this matter can't be said clearly, otherwise this person will be unhappy.

"I've lost something very important, and I'm not in the mood right now." She pursed her lips and said.

"What did you lose?" Lang Yin Shi Zhuangruo asked unintentionally, with a bit of teasing and anticipation hidden in his eyes.

"I won't tell you!" Mo Ziyou's beautiful eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Is Ye Wang so idle all day long? Why are you still following me?"

Lang Yinshi raised the paper bag in his hand, blinked his eyes, and changed the subject.

"Red sugar glutinous rice cake is one of the few desserts in the capital this season. It is soft and delicious. The seventh princess must try it... Besides, the lost things can't be found for a while, so it's better to experience it Tianlang's festival, come happily?" Lang Yinshi smiled lightly.A pair of eyes, as if starlight was thrown into the pond water, undulating in the water waves.

Mo Ziyou turned his head to look at her.The more anxious she was, the calmer this person would be, making it impossible for people to care about her.

Lang Yinshi poked a piece of rice cake with a bamboo stick, and brought it to Mo Ziyou's mouth. "Try it? Be careful it's hot."

Seeing that she moved skillfully and freely, Mo Ziyou couldn't help feeling strange.

Why does this stone seem to be different from before...

Most of the anger disappeared for a while, and she hesitated to take the bamboo stick, her heart beating wildly for no reason.Trying to ease the somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, Mo Ziyou looked up at the bustling night market.

"What festival is it today, why is it so lively?"

Under the bright lanterns, the shops on both sides are still open.There are steaming food stalls on the side of the road, and young men and women are coming and going. Many daughters come home in beautiful and bright clothes, wearing novelty hairpin jewelry, and carrying colorful purses.

The evening breeze on the street carried a warm atmosphere, mixed with the smell of food and the aroma of rouge on the woman's body.

"It's the annual Qiqiao Festival." Lang Yinshi replied, "Tianlang's traditional festival."

"On this day, men and women in the capital will go to Yuanding Bridge and tie purses embroidered with their names on them for those who are interested to deliver letters. If two people express their hearts to each other, a good story will be achieved. Isn’t it interesting?” Seeing Mo Ziyou’s interested expression, Lang Yinshi smiled and said, “Yuanding Bridge is just ahead, I’ll take you to see it.”

The two of them walked all the way to the Yuanding Bridge, and saw rows of display racks on the open space in front of them, with many purses of different colors tied to each rack.Many men and women are stopping in front of the purse, carefully reading the letter paper.The clerk who was in charge of guarding the venue sat next to a table, with a thick stack of letter paper and several pen and ink holders in front of him.There are various purses for sale next to them, and several embroiderers are busy embroidering names.

"It's interesting, but there is no such tradition in Xiling." After learning about this new form of marriage matchmaking, Mo Ziyou was very interested, "I also want to tie a purse." She said, already choosing purse.

Lang Yinshi smiled, the appearance of the majestic Princess Xiling's name on Dingqiao here must have scared the people of the capital.

"Which one looks better?" Mo Ziyou asked Lang Yinshi with a smile while holding several slightly decorated purses.

"This," Lang Yinshi pointed to the purse embroidered with green landscapes, "elegant and grand, yet luxurious, suitable for a princess."

Mo Ziyou laughed, "I have vision, and I like this better."

Lang Yinshi approached, picked up the letter paper, dipped it in ink and began to write.

"Why didn't Qingwu accompany you today?"

"..." Mo Ziyou was silent, she couldn't let Qingwu accompany her to spy on someone, could she?Wouldn't her dignified princess face... be gone?

"Um, Qingwu is not feeling well today," Mo Ziyou pursed his lips, and prevaricated, "Why, you, a stone, also want to write to someone?" Mo Ziyou looked at her, and teased, "I don't know where it is. Young lady?"

Lang Yinshi looked at her calmly, and there seemed to be an undercurrent in his eyes.

Mo Ziyou's face was itchy from her staring, and he couldn't help but look away.Only Lang Yinshi's deep and clear voice sounded slowly, "It's for you. When your purse is embroidered, I'll put it in."

Since this purse is meant to communicate with each other, doesn't it mean that she wrote to herself... Mo Ziyou's cheeks burned suddenly, and a warm current surged from the bottom of his heart, and the usual eloquent answers seemed to have disappeared. at a loss.

"If the majestic Seventh Princess fails to receive even a single letter, wouldn't it be too sad?" Lang Yinshi continued, looking helpless, "As the prince of Tianlang, I will inevitably sacrifice myself and take more care of him. a little."

"..."

Smelly Lang Yin Shi! !

Do you want to die again? ? ! !

The author has something to say:

【Catching Bugs】The long-awaited 54 chapters have finally been written... The author may not know much about love, and it took several days to write a chapter.It's really sluggish.

The Seventh Princess has a big temper... Fortunately, the prince has a good temper hhh.