He didn't say anything, just drank wine without a word, and his face was bored, and he was clearer a little more!

He paused, looked at his face and hesitated for a few seconds, and walked back.

“Did you have a fight with your aunt?”

The name of the glazed lamp that Liu Ruoqing held was more gossipy and interested in his husband-wife relationship with his uncle.

The eyes of the mouth raised faintly, slowly raised his eyes to look at him, did not say good air: "Don't you go to say hello to Liu Tianxin?"What are you doing sitting here?”

Laughter came from the mouth of the speech, his eyes, toward Liu Ruoqing glanced, said: "A aunt is good, but not uncle and my relatives, of course, I am still on the side of the emperor."

He smiled and hid the glimmer of play in his eyes perfectly.

"Princess, be careful."

Although it was still early, the moat river was already full of boys and girls, one by one hand lotus lights, crowded in the river, praying in their hearts that they could find her (him) on the other side of the river.

Little Moon stared nervously at Liu Ruoqing and the lamp in her hand, although he knew that there was no result, it was good to leave a thought.

The eyes of the little moon were dark for a moment.

"Don't worry, you'll be there, don't be squeezed into the river."

Liu Ruoqing helped Xiaoyue put the lotus lamp, got up and returned to her, and said, “Do you want to know if the lamp will be picked up by your heart?”

The corner of the mouth of the little moon was a little stiff, followed, laughing, "No, there is such a coincidence."

The man didn’t even know where she was, and how could she have picked up her lamp here.

Moreover, she and he had a different position, and putting this light was only self-deception.

She did not let Liu Ruoqing see her own affairs, this willow girl seems to have a simple mind, the fact, trying to deceive her is not an easy thing.

And her true identity, and the purpose of lurking around her, can not let Liu girl know.

On the other side of the river, the crowded river, there were two people standing, a son-in-law standing, and the beautiful five senses were particularly eye-catching.

A deep purple brocade, wrapped in his perfect body shape, deep eyes staring at the moat covered with lotus lights, holding no lips, without saying a word.

Next to him stood another young boy, and the blue shirt seemed a little rustic.

He looked at the man next to him with a suspicious face, and he hesitated for a moment, before he ventured to say, “Dude, why are we standing here?”

The man's eyes, looking at the other side of the river, narrow eyes, slightly deepened a little, half-sun, moved thin lips, "wait for the lamp."

Waiting for the lights?

The young man was dazed, did not understand that his master came to Dongchuan from far away, just to stand by the river... waiting for the lamp?

The Lord’s mind is unfathomable.

The teenager did not ask any more questions, after all, his master's temper is not too good, can answer his question, is a great mercy.

The man was crouching down by the river, reached out to pick up one of his lamps, and looked at the name written in front of him.

Then, the good-looking thin lips gently raised a perfect curvature, and looked very happy.

The light in the lamp extinguished, and he carefully removed the paper attached to the outer layer, layer by layer, and then placed it in his arms.

The boy did not see what the lamp was written, but looked at the rare and pleasant color of his master's usual cold expression, and could not help but be surprised.

After the man had finished the lamp, he glanced at the other side of the river again, and then said, "Let's go."

“Yes, son.”

Soon, the two figures disappeared outside the crowded river.

The restaurant, seeing that Liu Ruoqing and the two servants of the little moon had left, he looked at the words again and said, “Uncle Emperor, really don’t say hello to the Nineteenth?”

The frowned frows, asked by the words a little irritable, the glass to the table, and said, "You're going."

Then walk away from the window.

The face of the speech was a little innocent, and finally, he sighed helplessly, and also lost his emperor's nephew's temper, otherwise, with the emperor's uncle, who had no royal court's way, his head had to move several times.

He muttered two words in his heart, and then put down a plate of silver and two, and left the restaurant with Yan Yuan.

Liu Ruoqing has also been married to Dong Chu for some time, which is the first time she met the holiday day.

Although the ancients were not as developed as modern, there are many strange things, and the atmosphere of this festival is modern and much stronger.

The street, the show juggling, guessing the lights, and so on, etc., are particularly lively.

Looking at these, Liu Ruoqing did not have any interest in entering the palace to go to the banquet, in the palace, in addition to eating, it is the ministers flattering to say some congratulatory words, really not as comfortable as the people's holiday.

"The divination is a psalmist, the test is to look at the hand, and don't want money..."

At this time, Liu Ruoqing was attracted by this voice, and saw a Taoist dressed person sitting on the corner with a wooden table in front of him, although it was fortune-telling, but there was a fairy style bone temperament.

Liu Ruoqing followed her master's ancient search, and there was still a certain fear of such things as divination.

Master is very accurate about the past and the future, so she naturally believes in this matter, and will not treat all fortune-telling as a god stick.

Moreover, the fortune-trick of the fairy tidal bone does not look like a garrison stick.

"Well, let that gentleman count when I can go back to Master."

She thought so, then looked at Xiao Yue: "Little moon, go over there and buy me some food."

“All right, Princess.”

After the little moon was sent away, Liu Ruoqing walked to the other side of the fortune teller.

“Is the girl enough to be a word?”

"Yes, sir, I want to know when I can come back to Master."

Liu Ruoqing handed his palm to Mr. fortune teller, and Mr. fortune-taughter looked at him, and the old eyes looked at Liu Ruoqing with an unknown deep meaning, and said, "The girl is not here, is it?"

Then he nodded, "Well, I'm the one."

The fortune teller made a few slights, shook his head, and said, "Girl, the old man means that the girl is not the man of this age."

Liu Ruoqing was startled by this saying by fortune-telling, and did not expect that this old gentleman could even see this, and this road, she had to master.

She stared nervously at Mr. fortune-t-telling, lowered her voice, and nodded, "Sir, sir, what way should I go back to my time, and when can I go back?"