"Madam, be careful at your feet." Aunt Qin held the lady's arm and kindly looked at the two people not far away: "Miss is very happy today."

"He has the intention."

"Yes, Commander Lin is careful. Miss likes Commander Lin more than me now."

"Mom, hurry up, these candies are so fragrant."

Lin Wujing also looked over, his voice was low and gentle: "Slow down."

Xiang Xinci signaled him to be fine, and Aunt Qin was still following him.

The old lady who sold candy wrapped a large bag of candy melons and handed it to the little girl. Looking at the father and son who were carved with jade, she smiled and said, "Little sister, your father really loves you. I bought you a lot of candy. You must be obedient."

A sweet voice sounded: "He is not my dad, he is my uncle. My dad is the most beautiful, but my dad has gone to a very far place and it will take a long time to come back."

The old lady smiled apologetically: "It was the old woman who recognized the wrong person, and her uncle also loved you."

Xiang Xinci walked over, her clothes floating, and the patterns of the blue kite shone with a colorful luster in the sun: "You can't even block your mouth when you eat." After saying that, he walked towards the stall next to him.

Lin Wujing doesn't care. Princess Di'an is noble and charming, and has a fief of Jishan as a shield, and is even more favored by the late emperor. How could he be able to climb up? The wife asked the princess to say that he was unlucky and said that he was flattered: "Is the candy outside delicious?" The princess has a lot of food to choose from. If she doesn't like it, she doesn't have to force her.

"tasty."

Xiang Xinci stood in front of the embroidery stall and looked at a handkerchief: "She knows whether it tastes good or not, it tastes good if it can be eaten."

"No."

Lin Wujing had already picked up Princess Di'an and stood behind her. The man was tall and the woman was dazzling: "What are you looking at?"

"Emperor... Lord, Liang Ducheng is becoming more and more prosperous now, and he is all well-managed." Chang'an really feels that the country of Liang is prosperous and peaceful, and the country is full of countless possibilities and powers.

Ming Xiluo stood among the crowd of people, wearing a black embroidered cloud pattern robe and a thin cloak, simple but eye-catching.

Ming Xiluo has long been accustomed to this kind of gaze. Now standing on the street of Chuxue, he feels a sense of unreality. He hasn't left the palace for a long time. He used to walk to the street every day, but now he feels a little strange.

Mingxiluo took a step forward.

Chang'an breathed a sigh of relief and was good to relax. This month, the emperor did not vent his emotions on anyone, but the entire palace was also lifeless, which was even more depressing than when the emperor was there. It seemed that no matter what he did, it could not cause any ripples: "Your Majesty, there is the Quyifang in front of him." Shengshi Huashang would not mention it.

Ming Xiluo walked over directly, and seemed to have not seen the words of gold-plated, so he naturally missed it. He walked straight forward, and had nothing to see.

On the second floor of the Quyifang, Xing, who had just finished teaching his disciples, was stunned for a moment: "Xiao Ya, have you seen anyone?"

Xiao Ya was puzzled and looked out: "No, what's wrong with Master?"

"It's okay." Maybe she was dazzled, after all, how could that person appear? Even if he appears, he could not be alone.

Xiao Ya looked at the thoughtful expression of the master and looked out again, but she still couldn't see any difference. Did the master see anything?

Chang'an keeps up quietly.

Mingxiluo looked at the red silk on Wangcheng Bridge and stopped: "This is..."

"Sir, the holiday is coming soon. This is the blessing belt used by the people to pray for good health and prosperity in the coming year."

Mingxiluo naturally knew: "I remember not before."

"Sir, of course I didn't have it before, but since... the emperor ascended the throne, he naturally left." The place the emperor has walked countless times now is naturally blessed with blessings, and the favor of the gods is a good place to pray for blessings.

Ming Xiluo was stunned. He didn't know if it was a blessing or a lock-up place, but someone had preconceived ideas.

Ming Xiluo let go of the red ribbon in his hand, walked across Wangcheng Bridge with his hands, and just walked into one of the most prosperous streets in Xicheng. He looked up and saw a familiar figure.

Mingxiluo subconsciously stopped.

She wore a long blue kite grinding dress, a white and pure polar fox fur, a silk hat, and a looming look after the whole picture, and she looked at the flowers in the fog, with exquisite wealth and glory.

Chang'an wished he could poke his eyes blind.

Lin Wujing picked up a brocade hand and rubbed his fingers: "I like it?" Doesn't it like Miss Seven's preference?

Di'an's cheeks were gushy, and he seriously fought against the candy in his mouth.

Xiang Xinci signaled him to look at the embroidery worker above: "The embroidery method of branch and vine is very good, and the hidden needles are hidden, as if they are constantly, and they have their own style."

Lin Wujing got closer, and he held the child, and the two of them almost got together. One asked for advice and the other patiently explained, as if a large silk merchant in Jiangnan took his wife and daughter out for a trip and found the awakening during the journey.

Not knowing what Lin Wujing said, Xiang Xinci suddenly smiled: "You used to be called "rolling in the rouge fragrance, but you are not moving the things in women's house now."

Lin Wujing was a little embarrassed. He... and whoever saw these things, his wife mocked him: "Mrs. I like it, just buy it."

"Yes, my wife bought it, your husband has spoken."

"It does have a bit of charm, Aunt Qin, look."

Three such outstanding people stand together, as eye-catching as a painting, and it is difficult not to notice it.

Ming Xiluo stood under the Wangcheng Bridge and remained motionless.

Chang'an was so anxious that he was so anxious that he suggested that the emperor come out today, he had such a slutty mouth!

Lin Wujing paid the copper coins.

Xiang Xinci handed the handkerchief to Aunt Qin, and several people walked forward.

Mingxiluo has not moved. The people coming and going walked past him. He seemed to be integrated with the Wangcheng Bridge here. He watched over this for a long time like a rock.

He thought he would not mind, after all, there was an insurmountable problem between them, not someone's fault, but the pursuit was different. At the beginning, he thought that as long as he stood high enough, she could be satisfied with him alone. The facts proved that he was wrong, they were not suitable, he did not regret letting go, and things he could not tolerate would not change. It was not possible before, but now it is even worse.

But now... when I see her standing with others, it is not when she is morally injuring her, nor when she is coldly keeping people away, they are like an ordinary couple walking on the street and passing through the crowd, they will lower their heads and smile, walk together, and treat each other gently, and Mingxiluo's heart is uncontrollable.

Just like before, he was not a minister of the Eastern Palace, but just a small seventh-rank general. She was the noble seventh-class lady from the Lingguo Mansion. She walked in front and behind, without any disputes or noise, without national hatred and family hatred. He would follow her, walk on the streets together, and eat a bowl of wontons.
Chapter completed!