after marrying the prince

"Lord, please forgive me. I really... don't know anything. It was Mei Nongxue who instigated me to eavesdrop. It's none of my business!"

Mei Nongxue gasped, "Fart, you saw it first..."

Between the light of the knife and the shadow of fire, a narrow crescent moon knife flew out, brushed against the white folding fan, and sparks flew everywhere.

A strong arm catches the tottering man, shielding him behind.

Lou Yunmeng's face was ashen, staring at Lang Hantian gloomyly, said: "Get out!"

Lang Hantian said: "Ask for advice."

"You think I'm afraid of your Lang family's crescent moon sword technique?"

Lang Hantian: "..."

The crackling meal just now, coupled with Lan Xunyu's screams like killing a pig.

Xiao Yantian, Li Ruiyuan, and Xi Zi'an came out of the room and walked towards this side.

Lan Xunyu has sharp eyes and moves quickly. With a bark, she ran to Li Ruiyuan, hid behind her, grabbed her snow-white sleeves, and said, "Mr. Li, please save me quickly..."

Li Ruiyuan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Lou Yunmeng stared at Lan Xunyu for a long time, her voice came out from between her teeth, and said word by word: "You dare to reveal half a word, I peeled your skin!"

Lan Xunyu nodded his head, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, yes..."

"Don't go away!"

After finishing speaking, he kicked Mei Nongxue away, "You too!"

The two of them walked to the back kitchen in disgrace.

Rong Yue followed behind, took a look at Lan Xunyu's arm, and said angrily, "Why don't you be more careful?"

"It's okay, it's okay, flesh and blood, don't worry."

"Who's worried about you!?"

Rong Yue turned her face away, turned and ran away.

Mei Nongxue's slender eyes twitched, her hand was like lightning, she grabbed Lan Xunyu's arm, pressed it backwards, and lowered her head to bite the wound.

Lan Xunyu cried out in pain: "Vampire!"

Li Ruiyuan smiled slightly, and said: "Young Master Yan, clever and ghostly, very cute."

Lou Yunmeng's face turned pale instantly, she held her folding fan and lowered her head.

After a few days, Duanyang Festival.

In Xunyang City next to the capital city, there is a mother river named Wangchuanmeng River.

The river is more than 30 meters wide, flows downstream around Xunyang City, merges into Yingjiang River, and finally flows into the South China Sea.

Today’s Wangchuanmeng River is much more lively than in the past. The boats on the river are constantly flowing, sparkling, and the gorgeous paintings go back and forth. Sometimes I see singers standing on the bows of the boats, plucking strings and plucking pipas. Sometimes poets raise their glasses and sing to each other. drink.

Countless red lanterns were hung on the willow trees on both sides of the river bank, like a long dragon that could not be seen, illuminating the night as brightly as day, and there were huge crowds of people, full of men and women.

The shops are full of everything you need to eat, drink, play, wear, and use.

The bosses selling lanterns opened their eyes with smiles, stood in front of the stalls, opened their voices, and sang loudly: "Guests, if you have any wishes, write them on paper, origami them as lanterns, put them on the river of lanterns, and sincerely pray for blessings. It must be perceived, as you wish."

Everyone is wearing masks tonight, and some people are wearing neutral robes and snow shirts, making it impossible to tell whether they are men or women.

Lan Xunyu and his party of eight walked along Xunyang Street all the way towards the first bridge in the center of the river, Yuqiao.

The Jade Bridge, also known as the Lover's Bridge, is made of beautiful white jade stones, painted with peonies in relief, and the jade railings form an arched arc connecting the two sides of the river.

Tonight, the Jade Bridge is only open for men and women who belong to each other. There is a stone tablet at the head of the bridge with the inscription: Fate of Three Lives.

A man wearing a blue-toothed mask with disheveled hair and a red auspicious suit was sitting upright in front of the desk, and was teaching a beggar how to fold paper into a lotus shape so that it would not soak in the water.