Qu clear as promised

The two quarreled for a while, changed into ordinary clothes and went out to the palace to visit the temple fair. Unexpectedly, no one would recognize that they were the emperor and the empress, but they looked like a pair of young classmates with jade knots and golden orchids.

Jumping, brisk, joyful, high-spirited, high-spirited.

The last time they walked together under the sun on Taiping Long Street was the Summer Dew Festival three years ago.

The snow has stopped long ago, and the warm golden sun in winter quietly sprinkles on the vendors, shops, bluestone roads and plum trees on both sides, which is gentle and distant.

Familiar bluestone roads, tea houses, dance and music teaching workshops, and cultural pawns all show the country's thriving and prosperous national strength.

Zhu Zhiyi has never felt so deeply that she has really returned to her hometown and hometown.

This is the place where he grew up, the long street in the capital where he rode proudly when he was young, the home he was nostalgic for, and the hometown that he still misses in his dreams.

Liang Hui asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Liang Junting, Liang is lucky to have you." Zhu Zhiyi said with emotion.

The new vision of change that he worked so hard for has come true. The warehouses are abundant and enlightened, and the door is not closed at night. Every frame and every scene is the same as in his dream. The grandfather's spirit in heaven can finally rest at ease.

Inexplicably, there was a warm feeling in his heart, which was gratification and admiration. The person he liked was a generation of Mingjun who worked hard and worked hard.

Liang Hui didn't take it seriously, saying: "It is the great fortune of Liang to have clear rules." These peace, prosperity and prosperity are all exchanged by Zhu Zhiyi for three years of exile and torture. Zhu Zhiyi is the real backbone of the country, the national scholar Peerless.

He held Zhu Zhiyi's hand tightly: "It's also Liang Junting's luck." The luckiest thing in his life was not getting Jiangshan, but having Zhu Zhiyi.

Without Zhu Zhiyi, he doesn't know what his life would be like. It should be very close to evil, far away from good, very close to coldness, and far away from light and warmth.

Zhu Zhiyi lowered her head and bent the corners of her mouth, shaking her head.

The New Year's Eve market is extremely lively, with festoons, lanterns hanging high, wine flags fluttering, and crowds of people.

Unlike three years ago, this time Zhu Zhiyi was completely anti-customer, and took the initiative to invite Liang Hui to eat at the newly opened restaurant. He tasted the plum blossoms that were in full bloom in the middle of winter, and then went to the restaurant to drink the newly imported holly from the south.

These are all the homework that Zhu Zhiyi asked in advance. Three years ago, Liang Hui gave him an unforgettable Xia Lu, and he also hoped to arrange a perfect New Year's Eve for Liang Hui.

Liang Hui just smiled and said nothing, just followed him and let him arrange.

After eating and drinking enough, everyone went to Dangyucui Pavilion, one of the best in Beijing, to pick up a set of tools for writing and playing, which Zhu Zhiyi specially ordered early and gave it to Liang Hui as a New Year's gift.

It includes carving knives for carving, plastic pens for jade carving, jade pliers, sandalwood tweezers, and various handicraft tools...the quality is exquisite and the specifications are complete, which surprised Liang Hui a little.

"Don't you like it?" Zhu Zhiyi was a little nervous, "I don't understand what you play—"

"No," Liang Hui glanced at the set of treasures restrainedly. No one had ever sincerely given him a gift before. When he was a child, he had no conditions. After sitting in that position, the ministers and envoys gave him flattery. He narrowed his eyes and looked at it. Zhu Zhiyi, "I just didn't expect—"

Zhu Zhiyi is not a romantic person, and eating, drinking, and having fun are not his interests and what he is good at. These must have cost him a lot of effort and effort.

A person who sits upright with a serious face has done so many things in secret in order to create surprises for him.

Liang Hui never knew that if Zhu Zhiyi wanted to treat someone well, he would be so gentle, considerate, thoughtful and meticulous, pampering the other person with all his heart and lungs. Fortunately, this person is him.

After a moment of silence, he whispered, "Zhu Qinggui, will you be too kind to me?"

Zhu Zhiyi looked at him puzzled and said, "Are you treating me badly?"

Liang Hui pressed the center of his eyebrows, and raised his lips in a somewhat helpless way: "Don't compare this with me." Zhu Zhiyi likes to win very much, and she refuses to admit defeat even when it comes to her lover.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't think it was his desire to win or lose, he just wanted to do it, so he did it: "Then do you like it?"

"I like it," Liang Hui said twice in a low voice, his eyes gradually darkened, and he locked Zhu Zhiyi's eyes quietly and slowly, leaned over, approached, and stopped at a very close distance from him.

Just when Zhu Zhiyi thought he was going to stop him from doing something outrageous in front of the shopkeeper and his staff, Liang Hui turned his direction again, stopped beside his ear very restrainedly, and said in a low and slow voice: "Go back I will use the gift you gave me to describe your appearance one stroke at a time."

"Okay?"

Zhu Zhiyi was taken aback, obviously what the other party said was not too extreme, but his heart was beating very fast.

Zhu Zhiyi has been by Liang Hui's side for so long, and he has somewhat learned the ability to be emotionally agitated but not change his face. He looked back calmly and kindly, tilted his head, and said indulgently, "Okay."

Liang Hui chuckled happily.

The two ate happily in the restaurant, bought masks on Chang'an Avenue, and walked through the crowd holding hands.

In the evening, Qinyuan and Yulinlou will perform on both sides of the moat. Each of them claims to have invited the most popular musicians, dancers, acrobatic troupes and storytellers in Beijing recently to perform. Half of the people in the capital are waiting to see the excitement tonight. .

It is a tradition in Daliang Jingzhou Spring Festival to grab the lottery after singing. Every year, the lottery is different. If anyone wins, they will be envied by the people in the city, which represents auspicious luck for the new year.

"This year's prize is really great. The Liuling Baoxiang Jade Lantern is a relic of the craftsmen of the previous dynasty. It is like pearls and jade, and it steals the work of heaven."

"Have you all heard the allusion of Liuling Jade Chess? It means golden wind and jade dew, golden jade and good fate."

"Whoever has a sweetheart, hurry up and make a move! This lottery is hanging above the clock tower of the city wall. According to the old rules, the winner of the martial arts contest wins."

Zhu Zhiyi was just joining in the crowd to watch, but when the shopkeeper mentioned the allusion of Liuling, he suddenly remembered that in Jinzhou that year, Liang Hui was half-truthful and half-false to test the former prince for giving him a lamp. Si looked at Liang Hui.

Sensing his gaze, Liang Hui lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Liang Junting, when did you start liking me?"

Liang Hui paused, looked away, looked ahead, and asked seemingly naturally, "Why do you ask this?"

Zhu Zhiyi tilted her head and followed his gaze: "Can't you say it?"

Liang Hui met his gaze and calmly asked without answering, "When did Qing Gui like me?"

Zhu Zhiyi was a little funny: "Liang Junting, I was the one who asked first."

Liang Hui raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up a bit, with a half-smile, and he played tricks politely: "The one who asks should answer first."

"..."

Liang Hui: "Can't you tell me?"

"No," Zhu Zhiyi blinked, sighed for a moment, and said softly, "I don't know when I liked it." He couldn't tell.

Maybe it was when Liang Hui went to Yelang alone to rescue him and joined him in the battlefield to fight side by side, maybe it was when Liang Hui took him to temple fairs and put lanterns on the Summer Dew Festival, or maybe it was when Liang Hui gave him a gift in Jinzhou earlier. When he made snowmen and little leopards to make him happy, this person infiltrated into his heart unconsciously.

Liang Hui's offensive nature is ready to move, and he is particularly good at turning the temptation and confession of you back and forth into a situation where he controls the initiative.

Just like at this moment, Zhu Zhiyi was the one who asked the question first, but now he is getting closer and closer to the bottom line: "Then what does Qinggui like about me?"