After solving the time disaster in Changshan Kingdom, Ji Le asked Qingling to return to Yongle Palace together. After all, Qingling had to bring a reply to Yuan Xi when he came here.

Ji Le opened the letter and chatted every day as usual, asking Ji Le to take care of her health, and then told her some experiences on Venus and talked about the few books she had read recently.

"Are you finished reading?" Ji Le thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote a reply, and then Yuan Xi discussed the novels on the topic.

Needless to talk about these novels, they were all recommended by Ji Le to Yuan Xi to play time. They are all romance, adventure, military, and fantasy.

Then, Ji Le ordered: "Go to the study and bring the wrapped books on my desk."

After the witch left, Ji Le began to write a reply to Yuan Xi in front of Qing Ling. The girl sat on one side, held her cheek with her hands, and quietly watched Ji Le's side face.

She is not Yuan Xi, she is not that bold, and dares to sit next to Ji Le unscrupulously and snuggle together.

Qingling's location is a little bit away from Ji Le, and belongs to the guest seat.

After chatting about the content of the novel for a while, Ji Le talked about his recent daily life. After finally giving him a greeting, he sealed the ink and handed it to Qingling: "I'll bother you this time."

"A handful."

Qingling put the letter into Yunxiu. Soon the witch came with the book in her arms and asked: "The royal court just wrote a letter to ask His Majesty if he wanted to participate in tonight's celebration."

"I won't show up in this small section."

A hundred years have passed, and the relationship between the Linggong and the Wang Ting has changed. The current emperor is the fourth generation grandson of Yang Ke, and Ji Le’s feelings for him are far less than that of Yang Mao’s godson.

As for the national affairs of Daxia, Ji Le was not as concerned at the beginning. At present, Ji Le's mentality is gradually becoming more and more popular with other national gods.

As the incarnation of the country, they do not need to personally perform administrative grace, but just hide behind the scenes, eradicate all levels of oppression for their country, and be responsible for the operation of national destiny.

Therefore, Ji Le is currently only concerned about the few common forces such as Shiqi and never speaks about the royal court administration.

"Celebration?" Qing Ling next to him couldn't help but ask: "Is there any festival in Daxia?"

"Just appreciating the moon." Ji Le's expression was faint, making people elusive about his thoughts.

"Watch the moon? Isn't it still a while before the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

The witch next to him interrupted: "Your Highness doesn't know that this moon-watching is the anniversary of the first meeting of the emperor and the empress. It is said that when His Majesty the Emperor was watching the moon at night, he accidentally met the empress in his practice."

The contemporary queen is not a witch girl in the Ling Palace as traditionally, but a female cultivator who practices immortal arts. Therefore, the relationship between the Ling Palace and the Wangting is more incompatible.

In the view of Linggong, the Linggong and the royal court symbolize the Taoist dynasty of the two emperors, and the union of the emperor and the empress also means the marriage between the Yan and Huang veins.

But in Wang Ting's eyes, the Ling Palace is the Ling Palace and the Emperor is the Emperor. Wang Ting does not think that this so-called marriage is for Ji Le.

The witch spoke incorrectly, and Qing Ling turned his mind and immediately understood a little.

But Wang Ting supported the immortal Tao and suppressed the witch Tao, which had little to do with Qingling. She was not the goddess Yuan Xi, and she had little contact with Daxia, so it was not convenient to point fingers.

Just a celebration...

When Ji Le packed the books and some small things to Qing Ling, the girl asked tentatively: "If you have time, can you go shopping with me at the celebration? I'm very interested in this celebration."

Ji Le was stunned and looked at the girl with a nervous look. After all, the girl worked hard to help him and Yuanxi pass the message. He had no reason to refuse, so he nodded and agreed.

After he replied, Qing Ling felt a little happy. He turned into a breeze and went to Venus, and then sent the things to the Holy Pool and returned them to Daxia immediately.

She dressed up in the temple, changed into a fairy skirt, and waited for Ji Le at the celebration.

This moon-watching ceremony itself is a ceremony for the emperor to commemorate the friendship between the emperor and the empress.

Of course, there is no relationship between emperor and queen in the eyes of the witches of the Ling Palace, and it is a completely naked exchange of interests.

Why is a female crown who practices immortal arts so coincidental? When the prince was watching the moonlight?

The reason behind it is said that it is not a deal between Xiandao and Wangting, and Linggong does not believe it at all.

So in the eyes of the Ling Palace, this so-called moon-watching festival is not so much the anniversary of the first meeting of the two, but rather to commemorate the joint efforts of the Immortal Dao and the Wangting!

Qingling stood under the old tree by Puze Pool. While waiting for Ji Le, he saw the fireworks blooming in the sky.

I have to say that this so-called small festival in Ji Le also took a lot of effort for Wang Ting.

The sky of the entire Luoyang City is covered with colorful fireworks, dragons, phoenixes, turtles, and other auspicious patterns are constantly arranged and changed in the sky.

"Speaking of this, the Chinese Valentine's Day is coming soon." Qing Ling looked at the old tree behind him silently.

To be honest, this old tree is also quite proof. Huo Qubing once lay on this big tree and watched Ji Le descend on the tree to the Emperor of Spiritual History. And Ji Le returned his original appearance and restored his adult body was here.

Puze Pond is just like the lotus planted a hundred years ago. With the hot summer season, all the lotus flowers bloom in the pond.

"Sorry, I'm late."

At this time, Ji Le hurried over from the entrance of the alley.

Seeing the man in dark blue clothes, Qingling sighed secretly in his heart.

Ji Le came over, but he didn't bring any lotus lanterns or fireworks. He came with his bare hands and forced to say something, which was that he was told by Yu to bring a lot of broken silver on him to make it easier for him to buy things from the stall.

The two met, Ji Le looked at Qing Ling up and down, and saw her fairy skirt, she was a little stunned.

"What, is there something wrong with my clothes?" The girl pinched the corner of her clothes and walked around lightly in front of him.

The breeze floats, like a blooming lotus.

"No, it's very suitable." The snow-white Liuxian skirt was covered with moonlight, adding a bit of coldness.

The girl smiled and bent her eyebrows and said, "You like to keep fairy skirts. I'm afraid no matter who wears them, you will praise them, right?"

Having said that, Qingling was still very satisfied with Ji Le's praise.

"No. I think you match this dress the most. At today's celebration, you are the most optimistic I have ever met."

Why?

When Qingling heard this, her cheeks turned slightly red.

"But... if you want to talk about your vision, I have a good vision. I could find the dress that best matches your temperament back then." Ji Le touched his chin and looked up and down at Qing Ling, as if he was measuring something.

"You've seen it?"

"Of course I can recognize the gift I gave you."

This fairy skirt was one of the gifts that Ji Le gave to Qingling when he first met Yu Hong and Qingling sisters.

Not only that, the headdresses and jade bracelets Qingling wore today were all the accessories given to her by Ji Le.

Seeing that the gift he gave was dressed up by Qing Ling and displayed in front of him, Ji Le also felt a sense of pride.

After all, this means that you have a unique vision!

"Fortunately, there are no women among the moon gods today, otherwise I would have felt ashamed of you when I see your outfit."

The white fairy skirt and bright moonlight are like a moon palace god who came out of Guanghan Palace.

After pursing his lips, Qing Ling said angrily: "Do you not have enough of your sweet words today? If you have time, you should tell your sister."

Ji Le tilted his head and said frankly: "I will talk to Yuanxi and I will not delay my praise for you. Let's be honest."

When the two met, Ji Le took Qingling's hand: "Before coming out today, I deliberately exchanged the silver for me. Let's go to the market. If you have something you like, I'll pay."

Qing Ling wanted to speak but stopped, but Ji Le had already taken her hand and walked out of Puzechi Alley.

As the lotus pond drifted away, the girl couldn't help but hold her sleeve tightly with her other hand.

In the end...it's still different.

The small celebration in Ji Le’s mouth was quite lively. Lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, and there were a wide range of stalls and cars on both sides of the street, constantly shouting and hawking.

"What do you want to eat?"

Ji Le interrupted Qingling's contemplation, Qingling was stunned for a moment, and looked at the vendors on both sides: "Either can."

"All is OK, this is the most difficult thing to deal with." Ji Leluo thought about it and took her to a stall selling car cakes: "Just this. Speaking of which, I made the snacks like 'car cakes', and your sister likes them very much."

The cabbage was a snack from Ji Le's era. Later, he packed it with other snacks for the chef of Daxia to copy it. Over time, the snack spread.

Qingling picked up the small plate and tasted it in small mouth: "The taste is OK, it is very fragrant."

"Well? This thing has a better taste with auxiliary ingredients."

After sitting in this stall for a while, Ji Le seemed to find a feeling and took Qingling to go shopping with purpose.

"Hey, why is this lantern stall still there? A hundred years have passed, and the grandparents and grandchildren have changed for several generations. Are their families still making lanterns? Qingling, do you want to take a look? This lantern is quite good, it is an old craft. Whenever your sister and I visited a temple fair, we would buy one from their house."

"And I also remember buying this mask for your sister and Huo Qubing. Which one do you like? Why don't I choose one for you?"

"Ah, this wood carving... Why do we have the marks left by us back then? This wood is not the tree we planted back then, right?"

"By the way, try this golden rice crisp again. This is a pastry created by your sister."

I know, of course I know. After all, when my sister created this snack, I helped.

The girl picked up a piece of golden rice cake and chewed it silently.

For some reason, she once felt that the moderate sweetness was a little bit greasy.

I walked with Ji Le all the way, tasted the pastries made by Ji Le and Yuan Xi, saw the stone tables used by the two to guess riddles and write together, and also saw the junction tree where the two used to hang ribbons together...

Just as Ji Le was about to take Qingling to the restaurant and taste Yuanxi's favorite peach blossom wine, Qingling suddenly looked up at the sky:

"There are two hundred years left, and my sister is coming back soon."

"Um."
To be continued...