Now she is not worried about marrying the concubines, she is afraid that the concubines will not marry the concubines Hugh!

Now the way to save lives, in addition to finding a way to return to the modern as soon as possible, is to leave people before Yan Yuan finds that she is fake, and the initiative of the people must also be in the mouth.

Only when she was driven away would she walk in a wide way and not be pursued by the people he sent.

Alas, through such a dog blood thing happened to her body, even let her risk the charge of killing her head to marry, Liucheng crane that dog emperor, one day, she will scrap him!

“Your heart is wide.”

Little moon to Liu Ruoqing, helpless shaking his head, to give her a suit of clothing, although because of the shoulder injury, the face is not too good, but through this dress, the whole person saw a lot of spirit.

"Liu girl, it's not an exaggeration of a slave and a slave, you're really too similar to my princess, you're not close to our princess, you can't tell the truth."

The little moon looked at Liu Ruoqing and couldn’t help but admire it.

Liu Ruoqing had never seen Liu Tianxin himself, and he did not know whether it was as Xiao Yue said, the two of them looked really similar, and if the little moon, she did not take it seriously.

"Well, anyway, there is still a period of time from the palace banquet, let's go out first, today Beijing Street must be very lively."

He moved his unhealed shoulder and walked outside the door.

"Princess, be careful."

In the royal palace, most of the time, the princess is still called Liu Ruoqing, which will gradually develop a habit to avoid showing his feet, and at the same time he is afraid of the wall having ears, in case of being heard.

The two servants went out of the royal palace, the street, full of festive atmosphere, everywhere covered with lanterns, the street, the head of the people, the atmosphere of festivities is particularly strong.

The clatic of vendors on both sides seemed to be louder as usual, and the spirit of the whole street was not the same as usual.

"Princess, you see, these lights are beautiful."

"You'd like to buy a few."

"Princess, I heard Xiao Mei in the kitchen today, this is a custom, is that if you like who, put the name in the lotus lamp into the moat, if you like the person just across the river to get your lotus lamp, indicating that you two have a fate, listen to it is very interesting."

The little moon came to Liu Ruoqing's side, lowered his voice to speak, and looked eager.

"What?Are you interested?”

He looked at her and smiled.

"Princess, you make fun of the slave, the slave is trying to let you try, you write the name of the prince to the river, to see if the prince will get your lamp."

Little Moon on the side of the abetting, but let Liu Ruoqing some can not stand to roll his eyes, "Not to say that it is to write the name of his heart, Yan Yuan is not my heart, I write his name why?" 」

She glanced at the little moon with her unfavorable anger, and her mind inadvertently flashed over the handsome and dazzling face of the word, and her heart suddenly ate at this moment.

She shook her head and shook her head, feeling strangely.

People like that are not what she can provoke, nor can she be provoked.

"Come, girl, come to the lamp, write the names of the heart, and see your fate."

An old man with a lotus lamp in his hand came to them, and his body was rickety, holding the hand of the lotus lamp, full of wrinkles, perhaps because of his old age, and some trembling.

Liu Ruo lit his eyebrows and looked at some impatient, so that Xiao Yue bought a few from the old man's hand.

“Princess, why are we buying so much?”

The little moon lowered its voice, gathered around Liu Ruoqing, and asked.

“Let you write more names and see which one is more likely to be with?”

She whispered in her ear, quivering.

The two cheeks of the little moon were slightly red, and he looked at Liu Ruoqing with dissatisfaction, and said, "Princess, you make fun of people."

She stomped her foot, handed the lotus lamp of her hand to Liu Ruoqing's hand, and said, "Well, princess, this is for you, and you can write it."

Liu Ruoqing picked up the brush that was placed in front of the stall, thinking about it, or wrote nothing.

There were a few little girls about the same age as her, and gave them a few lights of the little moon hand.

"Well, this last one, write your heart's name, and I'll help you put it in the river."

Liu Ruoqing pointed to the lotus lamp of the little moon hand and continued to make fun of it.

“The Princess!”

"Well, well, don't make fun of you, you can't write, don't write, let's go ahead."

“Buy it all, and write it.”

She smiled at Liu Ruoqing, followed, turned to pick up the brush, licked her lips, and after a few seconds of silence, wrote a name that had been hidden in her heart.

“Write it?”

Seeing her put down her pen, Liu Ruoyu picked her eyebrows, and snatched the lotus lamp from the small moon's hand, "I'll see who wrote it."

"Princess, you can't look, you can't see."

The little mouth of the little moon fainted slightly, and the two cheeks, revealed a few faint red halo.

Liu Ruoqing looked at her like this, but did not insist, little girl, always have their own little secret.

"Look at you nervous, I'll help you put it down."

At this time, the guests were full of the restaurant, two handsome men in light dress sitting by the window, looking lightly at the window.

“Uncle, what are you looking at?”

It is not the other person who speaks, it is the one who speaks out in the morning.

Seeing the glass looking at the seat of the river in front of him, he licked his thin lips without a word, and his emotions were vaguely irritated.

Follow his eyes, he looked at the past, and the next second, the good-looking eyes swept over a bright color, "Aunt Nine?"

No wonder the emperor uncle looked depressed, it seems that it was because the nine aunts had put out the lights.

In his heart, he gradually showed the color of gossip, looked at Yan Yuan, and said, “Do you want to know who the name of the nine aunts wrote in that lamp?”

Hearing the words, the fingers of the glass of wine, a sudden increase in some strength, the eyes faintly out of a little tension.

Half-way through, the thin lips barely moved twice, "I'm not interested."

He didn’t want to admit that he wasn’t really interested, or... he didn’t dare to know.

The name of the lamp was not written by him anyway.

"It's just here that we meet the Nine-Aunt, and we can find Rong Er together."

He put down his hand's glass and got up in front of Yan Yuan, "I'll go and say hello to my aunt."

Just a few steps away from the seat, see the meaning of the word is not to get up, the face, some surprise, "how?“Uncle won’t go?”