after marrying the prince

Rong Yue clasped her hands together, with a look of disdain, raised her head like a coquettish rooster, and said, "It's so troublesome to set up a lamp, could it be that the boss is deliberately looking for oil to make money?"

Li Ruiyuan smiled picturesquely, handsome and elegant, opened the white folding fan in his hand, smiled slightly, and said: "Young master is very right, but when people always have what they want, Bingdi lotus lantern is just in response to this thought. "

Everyone didn't look carefully just now, but after hearing Li Ruiyuan's words, they found that the lantern was made of pink oiled paper, with two red lotuses connected together, and a little oily wax was placed in the center of the lantern, and a delicate small water tray was placed under the oily wax. To prevent the flame from burning the lamp paper, it is ingeniously colored.

Lan Xunyu was eager to try it, and said: "Such a fantastic idea, I have to give it a try."

As he said that, he sat down, and just as he was about to pick up the stack of papers, the masked boss said, "Please write your wish first."

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstone beside the desk.

When Lan Xunyu picked up the pen, the boss turned around and said to the others: "You guys also please stay away, I hope it won't work if someone sees it."

Rong Yue said contemptuously: "What, mysterious, a big man, like a girl Sichun, made it so disgusting."

Lan Xunyu was not angry either, and said with a smile: "My dear brother, when you have a sweetheart someday, you won't say that anymore."

"I don't want a sweetheart, I want to be like my uncle, order soldiers on the battlefield, and make contributions!"

Everyone laughed.

Lan Xunyu picked up the pen and wrote down, the pen stopped and the ink fell.

The ink is very magical, falling on the oil base, it will not fade or smudge, just like sticking it on.

Gluing the two sheets together, as if the thoughts written down were hidden, Lan Xunyu folded the paper following the boss's fingering just now.

The lifelike twin-stalk lotus lantern is held in the palm of the hand.

Rong Yue widened her eyes and said, "Will you be able to read it once?"

"Haha, my brother has a photographic memory."

"Beautiful!"

The boss turned his head and said in surprise, "Young master is smart."

Lan Xunyu waved his hands and said with a smile: "Mister's praise is too small for a small skill."

Saying that, she walked to the jade bridge, put the lamp in her hand, closed her eyes, and made a wish.

An old man with a gray beard next to him was holding a tall pole and said with a smile, "Do you want me to light up the lamp for you?"

"..."

"This lamp can be added with fluorescent powder, which flows out of Xunyang Port. Someone will keep it, but it will cost five taels of silver."

Lan Xunyu looked back at Xiao Yantian, the man standing under the bridge was also looking at him.

In the future, I don't know how to live or die.

I don’t know, you know I’m always by your side, will you spare my family members from death?

In the past, the first emperor excused me on his deathbed, saying that if I married you, I would be your husband, and let me protect you. , not to mess up the harem.

Master,

This disciple's heart is like the bright moon, and the world can learn from it.

May the gods be merciful and keep my master safe throughout his life, and there will be successors for generations to come.

A drop of tear fell on Wangchuan Menghe.

Lan Xunyu shook his head to the old man beside him, and said with a smile: "Thank you, old man, but there is no need."

The old man didn't force it, and hung the lamp on a high pole and placed it on the water.

The lanterns go far away, just like the past years and thoughts.

After Lou Yunmeng made a flower, Lang Hantian stepped forward, and Rong Yue asked in shock: "Does uncle have a sweetheart too?"

Lang Hantian was silent.

Mei Nongxue sat in front of the desk, wrote the words, and made the lanterns, but when she was done, she didn't want to let them go.

Xi Zi'an, Li Ruiyuan, Xiao Yantian and Rong Yue stood on the bank waiting for Lan Xunyu and the others without lighting up the lights.