White Hedge Dream

Chapter 152 Watching Lanterns

Zhuang Li sat up straight.

Zhou Jingyun leaned closer to the window, blocking her with half of his body.

Zhuang Li leaned behind him and looked down. The Li family's float was tall and big, with dancing girls swaying and music...

Even if the noise is overwhelming, you can still hear the melodious sound of the piano.

I don’t know whether the sound of the piano is so nice that people unconsciously pay attention to it, or whether it is the sound of the piano that is so sensitive that it finds gaps in the noise and squeezes into people’s ears.

The elegant man in his forties wearing a green robe sitting on the shaft of the carriage, with a pale face and a smile on his face, was playing the piano attentively without looking at the excitement around him.

This is Shen Qing.

Zhuang Li recalled that although her memory was not very good, she had indeed never seen this person since she was with Mr. Zhuang and his wife.

Either he had been staring at her before, or he was staring at her in the dark.

Zhuang Li was silent, raised his hand and saw the red rope tied around his wrist.

Noticing her movements, Zhou Jingyun lowered his head and looked over, and raised his hand slightly. A red rope hung from his wrist, connecting it to Zhuang Li's hand.

When they arrived at Wanhua Building, the two of them sat by the window. Zhuang Li tied the float for him and her just before it arrived.

"Prevent me from getting lost." Zhuang Li said with a smile to him.

This sounds very normal. There are many people during the festival, and people get separated from their families every year.

Of course, when these words were applied to her, they were definitely not what normal people would call lost. Zhou Jingyun didn't ask any more questions, just nodded, lowered his sleeves, and kept standing with her.

The Li family's float passed by slowly, and another float came. This time it was in the shape of a crane. As it moved, the crane's wings flapped. There were actors hidden in the car, making crane calls, which were lifelike and made the street even more lively. , adults and children all cheered.

Zhuang Li's eyes followed the Li family's float as it went away.

"Is this glance enough?" Zhou Jingyun couldn't help but ask.

Although the float moved slowly, the lights around it were too bright, and Shen Qing never raised his head, not knowing whether he could see clearly or not.

Zhuang Li hesitated.

"If it's not enough, tell me and we can find a solution together." Zhou Jingyun whispered, looking at Zhuang Li, "Don't take risks by yourself."

Zhuang Li smiled, nodded, and then shook his head: "It's not enough. It would be better if we could just look at each other."

Looking at each other…

Doesn’t that mean we have to see each other?

Sure enough, it's not as simple as just taking a look.

Zhou Jingyun held her hand: "Let's go to the street to watch the lanterns. The float will turn to another street."

Stand on the street and watch again.

If he were standing on the street, Shen Qing might see him and look over...

"But you must hide behind me when the time comes." He said.

Zhuang Li smiled and nodded and stood up.

Zhou Jingyun originally wanted to let go of his hands, but maybe he thought that the rope was tied to the two of them. It would be bad if it was torn off. There were many people on the street, so the two of them had to squeeze together. It was night again, and everyone They were both looking at the lanterns and the street scene, and the two of them walking hand in hand would not attract attention.

"Let's go." He said, holding Zhuang Li's hand and heading out.

Walking from the restaurant to the street is like merging into a jubilant river. Compared with overlooking it, the lights are more beautiful when you are in it.

Zhuang Li couldn't help but look around.

Zhou Jingyun looked at the vendors on the roadside, suddenly reached out and took off a mask, and gestured to his face: "Do you want to wear this?"

Men and women like to wear masks at the Beijing Lantern Festival.

Zhuang Li watched Zhou Jingyun hold a Rakshasa in front of his face and couldn't help laughing: "Do you want to imitate King Lanling? This is the street, not a battlefield."

The vendor next to him also laughed: "Yes, yes, the young master is so beautiful, it can be said to be a scenic spot for festivals, but you can't use this."

Zhuang Li looked at the stall's shelf and reached out to take off a fairy bird mask.

This mask has red stripes and peacock feathers on both sides, which is very gorgeous.

"I want this," she said.

The hawker was stroking his palms beside him: "This is good, this is good, you really look like an immortal."

Zhou Jingyun put down the Rakshasa mask with a smile, and indeed took the Immortal Bird mask and put it on.

There were more looks from all around, and many people crowded over and asked, "I want one like this too."

Vendors are even happier when business is good.

"My dear, please choose one." He said, "I'll give it to you."

Zhuang Li couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to pick up the Rakshasa mask that Zhou Jingyun had just held: "Then I want this."

After saying that, he led Zhou Jingyun forward.

"It's hard to choose one for free." Zhou Jingyun said with a smile.

"This is the most suitable." Zhuang Li smiled at him and put the Rakshasa mask on his face, "I am a Rakshasa ghost."

Zhou Jingyun shook his head: "Nonsense, it's obviously very good... look."

Zhuang Li looked sideways at him: "Does it look good? You can't see it."

"I think good-looking is good-looking." Zhou Jingyun looked at her and smiled, "Didn't you say that you can change whatever you want?"

Zhuang Li couldn't help laughing: "The prince is amazing!"

Zhou Jingyun smiled and said nothing. He walked forward slowly, not forgetting to protect her carefully to avoid being hit by people on the street.

Zhuang Li held the mask in one hand and was led by him in the other. He walked through the crowd, looking at the dim lights around him, and felt happy in his heart.

She also liked to celebrate festivals when she was a child. When there were many people, she would not be so conspicuous among the crowd.

She also likes masks, but her second sister won't buy them for her, saying it's a waste of money, and just letting her cover her face with a scarf is enough.

Zhuang Li couldn't help but curl his lips, stingy.

Although I couldn't buy the mask I wanted, it was fun to be carried on my brother's shoulders and to be able to reach out and touch the lanterns hanging on the street.

The Lantern Festival is so beautiful.

Zhuang Li looked at the market. The streets were like a long river, with bright stars and endless stretches.

Go, go, keep going like this.

She held Zhou Jingyun's hand tightly. The lanterns on the street became more and more gorgeous, and more and more people wore masks.

It's great, they all wear masks, all kinds of people, ghosts, ghosts, everyone is like this, she doesn't have to worry about being looked at as a monster, everyone sees her, even if she is weird, they just think they are seeing a mask . She can also look at people on the street casually.

Either the eyes glide over easily, or the masks on their faces are interesting and they smile.

Zhuang Li's smile grew stronger and stronger as he swam among the crowds in Dengshan Mountain until his eyes narrowed and he saw a familiar face standing under a gorgeous Dengshan Mountain.

He was not wearing a mask like the people around him.

It is Shangguan month.

He was not immersed in joy like others, but stood there with a blank expression.

Why doesn't he wear a mask?

This place is crowded with people and the lights are bright. What if someone sees me?

Zhuang Li couldn't help but raise his hand to greet him, but then he thought that he was not dressed as a young lady now, and she didn't know the young gentleman she followed.

Zhou Jingyun is still here.

She didn't mean to hide it from Zhou Jingyun, but if she wanted to talk about the chance of meeting Shangguan Yue, there would be too many things to talk about, and it was not convenient for him to know these things.

Zhuang Li put away his thoughts and put his hand down, but his eyes suddenly froze and fell on the other hand.

The hand was held by Zhou Jingyun, because it was slightly raised to reveal the wrist. There was a red rope tied to the wrist, but the other end of the red rope was not on Zhou Jingyun's wrist, but extended backwards...

Zhuang Li stiffened for a moment, and looked back following the red rope. The thin red rope passed through the lanterns on the street, and the crowded crowd floated towards a building. The whole building was surrounded by flowers. Among the blooming flowers were The two of them sat and stood.

Standing there was Zhou Jingyun. He was looking at the street with a smile on his face. The other end of the red rope was tied around his wrist.

He was raising his hand, pointing at something in the street, and then leaning down to talk to the person next to him.

The woman sitting next to her rested her forehead on one hand, raised her chin slightly, raised her long eyebrows, and looked luxurious and arrogant—

It's her!

Jiang Mian'er, Empress Jiang!

Zhuang Li's scalp felt numb for a moment, and his wrist was pulled the next moment.

"Let's go."

Zhou Jingyun, who was holding her hand, turned back and said with a smile.

"Look, there is a mountain of lanterns ahead. Let's go see the mountain of lanterns."

Zhuang Li was pulled forward. As he moved forward, the red rope on his wrist was tightened, and the winding rope floating behind him became straightened.

She wanted to stop, but she couldn't stop at all. Her feet seemed to be no longer her own, being pulled forward, forward, towards the brighter light -

She turned back and looked at the taut red rope. She looked at the woman who was sitting upright and laughed at Zhou Jingyun's words. When she smiled, she leaned back slightly and straightened her shoulders. She was not as toothless as other women. The white teeth were shining with pearls.

At the same time, Zhuang Li's eyes flashed as a figure ran past on the street. The bright lanterns seemed to be knocked over, and the people wearing masks seemed to be mixed together and became confused.

…

…

Shangguan Yue ran up to Wanhua Tower. People in the building were holding wine glasses or dancing gracefully, but no matter what they were doing, everyone had smiles on their faces and blurred eyes. They were just as immersed in joy as the people on the street. middle.

They were unaware of Shangguan Yue's appearance. They just followed the wind brought by Shangguan Yue's passing, and the people fluttered with it, like a scroll wetted by water, and their faces became blurred.

Shangguan Yue didn't pay attention to these weird things, nor did he care that his follower Ji Xiang was still standing on the street. He looked at the door of a house in front of him, reached out and grabbed the wine bottle from the bartender who was passing by in the corridor, and bumped into it directly. .

"Ah - why are there so many people, don't crowd -"

Accompanied by the shouting, he fell in as if he was drunk.

The door was knocked open, and the two people sitting and standing by the window turned their heads at the same time. Under the bright lights inside, Shangguan Yue saw two expressionless faces.

Familiar and strange.

Fresh and cold.

Shangguan Yue felt that the noise around him disappeared instantly. He couldn't help but shudder, but the next moment he lifted the wine bottle in his hand.

"Oh, it's not, it's not, the crown prince." He shouted, "Come on, let's have a drink."

With these words, he staggered and bumped into the sitting woman.

The woman's body stiffened and she fell towards the window.

…

…

Buzz.

Zhuang Li looked at the red rope on his wrist that was getting tighter and tighter. It seemed that it finally couldn't bear the pull and suddenly collapsed.

The next moment, she fell forward and held her hands on the window lattice.

There was a flood of noise in my ears, mixed with ouch sounds.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I drank too much and my feet are unsteady."

Zhuang Li slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was holding on to the window lattice. Outside the window, a float was slowly passing by on the street. Peony petals were swaying, dancing girls were whirling, colorful damasks were like clouds, and the elegant piano player in front of the car was playing the piano and singing.

Her eyes slowly turned around and she saw someone being pulled up from her side and thrown away.

Zhou Jingyun leaned over and held her shoulders.

"Ali, are you okay?" he asked in a low voice.

Zhuang Li raised his head and saw his slightly frowning eyebrows, without any smile on his face.

"I..." she said slowly, her eyes falling on her wrist, where the red rope was wrapped, and the other end was on Zhou Jingyun's wrist. The two of them were close at this time, and the red rope hung gently, neither straight nor broken.

This is reality.

Not a dream.

Wake up.

she continued.

"It's okay."

This is a coherent plot that can be written.

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