Qu clear as promised

He is selfish, utilitarian, cold-blooded, cruel, humble in origin, vicious in mind, and unscrupulous in his hands and feet. It is really impossible to find a place for Zhu Zhiyi, a famous gentleman with a higher eye than the top and a strong sense of morality, to look at him.

Zhu Zhiyi looked at him for a while, and commented: "You...you are quite cute."

"...?"

Zhu Zhiyi teased him enough, and said seriously: "Why is there no reason, I think you are very good, so why do you like me?"

Liang Hui seemed to have asked a question that he didn't even need to think about, and answered blurtly: "You are so kind, no one will dislike you."

The first emperor, the eldest princess, Sui Yin, Lian Mo, the people all over the world...all like Zhu Zhiyi, but he is just an insignificant one among the thousands of people who like Zhu Zhiyi, a very insignificant part of Zhu Zhiyi's vast life. Pen.

Zhu Zhiyi didn't think he was so good, but Liang Hui took him too seriously. He took the other's hand and said, "Then I like you."

Others like me, I like you.

Liang Hui's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his gaze away from Zhu Zhiyi. He looked forward, held him tightly with his backhand, and said softly, "Then you will always like me."

Zhu Zhiyishou felt a slight pain, but did not break free, and promised: "A gentleman's promise is a promise."

The corners of Liang Hui's lips curled up in a place he couldn't see for a moment, which was imperceptible.

The lottery is in full swing, the people in the capital are gearing up, the folk customs of Daliang are open, and even many young ladies who know martial arts stepped forward to try. All of them are flexible and neat, and they are no worse than those reckless people who practice martial arts. There was a lot of applause.

With her hands behind her back, Zhu Zhiyi looked at the Liuling lotus lantern hanging high on the city wall, and asked Liang Hui, "Do you want to?"

Liang Hui smiled a little: "Qinggui wants to send me?" This is a symbol of love.

Zhu Zhiyi was quite confident in her swordsmanship, so she took off her crane cloak and handed it to him, and said, "Wait for me here."

Liang Hui let him play.

Zhu Zhiyi won five rounds in a row, which attracted a lot of applause. When he was about to win the lottery, he killed Cheng Yaojin halfway.

The stern-eyed opponent was stunned for a moment after recognizing him: "Jun—" Realizing something was wrong, he stopped talking.

Zhu Zhiyi jumped down from the city wall, looking at the two people opposite, she was also a little surprised, and smiled: "Are you also out shopping in Temple Street?"

Ji Ning was not so polite, and stood in front of his inseparable shadow guard, and said in a voice that only the four of them could hear, "Happy Chinese New Year, Your Majesty and Queen, there are countless treasures in the palace. The lamp is not as good as the beauty of an adult."

Before Zhu Zhiyi could speak, Liang Hui took the lead in stabbing him seven inches: "Six Ling Lanterns imply a golden and jade marriage——" He swept back and forth between Ji Ning and the shadow guard with mocking eyes, and raised his head unobtrusively. Xia and Zhu Zhiyi clasped hands with ten fingers, and said with a smile on the face, "Ji Aiqing doesn't want someone to belong to. If you want this prize, it's just a display, it's better to leave it to a real lover."

Zhu Zhiyi: "..."

Sure enough, Ji Ning was stabbed to a sore spot. As a shadow guard, he was not enlightened at all, and when he met Liang Huilai's meddling, his complexion suddenly became ugly.

Zhu Zhiyi hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "How about this, why not follow the rules and each rely on his own ability, what does General Ji think?"

Ji Ning sneered, and there was something in the words: "It's still the queen who speaks the truth, so everyone has their own skills. It's just that there are no monarchs and ministers in the competition, only opponents."

Zhu Zhiyi said: "This is nature."

The shadow guard and Zhu Zhiyi drew their swords and fought for several rounds amidst the cheers of the people.

After all, shadow guards are trained and better.

Zhu Zhiyi was willing to concede the bet, and Ji Ning was finally satisfied. Shi Shiran saluted Liang Hui and Zhu Zhiyi and walked away with his shadow guard.

Zhu Zhiyi laughed, shook her head, turned around and coaxed Liang Hui: "The lottery is gone, let me give you something else."

He rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment. He boasted so confidently just now, but in the end he showed his clumsiness in front of his sweetheart.

Liang Hui walked out of the crowd with his shoulders in his arms, and said amusedly, "Do you think I really care about a jade lantern?"

"then you--"

Liang Hui just treated everyone other than Zhu Zhiyi as vengeful: "I sent Ying Jiu to watch Jining, and he directly detained him."

He also complained to Zhu Zhiyi quite straightforwardly: "Ying Jiu would rather disobey the emperor's order than come back. I don't make Ji Ning more difficult, how can I resist."

Especially during the three years when Zhu Zhiyi's whereabouts were unknown, seeing these two people inseparable from Liang Hui made her extremely annoyed.

"..." Zhu Zhiyi was speechless for a moment, and said with a hand on his forehead, "Liang Junting, if one day Jining rebels, you will not be wronged."

Liang Hui: "..."

Fire trees and silver flowers are never in the sky, approaching the middle of the night, the number of tourists in the capital keeps increasing instead of fading, and they are all waiting for the fireworks festival at the moment when the old and the new change.

Liang Hui bought wine, and took Zhu Zhiyi to the high city wall, overlooking the lights of thousands of houses and fiery trees and silver flowers all over the capital.

The winter night was cold and windy, but not cold, and the wine was hot. Liang Hui wrapped Zhu Zhiyi completely in his cloak, and the breath and body temperature of the two blended together, making them feel warm.

Liang Hui fed him a sip of wine, Zhu Zhiyi was slightly drunk, his face was like a peach blossom, like an exiled immortal in the world of nine worlds being dragged by his own hands to be stained with smoke and desire.

In the night, Liang Hui's eyes were extremely dark, staring at Zhu Zhiyi, his fingers slowly stroked his eyebrows, eyes and the Guanyin mole, inch by inch.

He touched his shiny lips with his fingertips, and suddenly said: "Zhu Zhiyi, I never thought that I could spend this year with you again."

Zhu Zhiyi tilted her head: "Huh?"

There was no emotion on Liang Hui's face: "The day you left, I thought you really didn't want me."

"Really?" Zhu Zhiyi's body was tightly attached to him: "If I really leave, what will you do?"

Liang Hui was very calm and said, "I can't do anything."

He overlooked the square music halls and houses in Sijiu City: "Maybe I will watch you from a distance during the court, and I will be content to see you every day."

"Or hold more palace banquets in the name of various festivals, invite you and the officials to the palace for the banquet, and a few pleasantries with you should be enough for several days of happiness."

"Or, if you get bored of staying in this vast and quiet palace, you will sneak out of the palace late at night to visit your residence."

Zhu Zhiyi felt sour in her heart: "What are you looking at?"

Liang Hui lowered his eyes, and his black eyelashes were very thick, which made Zhu Zhiyi feel fragile: "See if you have a guest in the curtain."

"..." Zhu Zhiyi touched his face, "If so?"

"Yes..." Liang Hui thought for a while, and said, "I have nothing to do." He had no expression on his face, "Maybe I can only go around to the West Market to buy two pots of Chunming and drink away my worries."

Zhu Zhiyi said "ah", "It's so pitiful."

Liang Hui nodded: "Yes, I will be so pitiful if you don't want me. Maybe I won't get better after drinking, and I will sneak back to your house and stand outside the door all night."

"But it shouldn't stand until dawn."

"Because I don't want you to see it."

Zhu Zhiyi squeezed his calloused fingertips, and put his hand on her heart: "Fool."

Liang Hui smiled and did not refute.

"Liang Junting, are you deliberately making me feel bad?"

"I don't, Qinggui, I'm happy." His lips pressed against his cheeks, his voice was hoarse due to the steam, and he gently scratched Zhu Zhiyi's eardrums, "I have never been as happy as I am now since I was a child Passed." Including the moment of enthronement.