Mu Yuan has been plagued by military affairs recently, and he is so busy that he is not touching the ground. No one disturbs Zhao Weiran's life is free, and it has been unknowingly half a month.

It will be the next Yuan Festival soon, and she saved up almost the same amount of silver, so she naturally wanted to seize this opportunity to leave the mansion.

It happened that Mu Yuan was not in the mansion, and he was really in harmony with the right time, place and people!

She was secretly happy and was thinking about it when she heard Xiaoyuan shouting about the prince's return home. Her good mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

This time it's too bad...

Zhao Weiran was bored and started to eat melon seeds without any stubbornness. He thought about going out to greet him.

Outside the mansion, Mu Yuan, wearing a light fur, stepped off his horse, and swept his cold eyes over the maids and servants in front of the door, as well as Qin Jiuxi who was wearing silk clothes,

There were figures everywhere, but somehow my heart felt a little cold and desolate.

"Your Majesty, you're back."

Qin Jiuxi's beautiful eyes were shimmering, and he walked forward in broken steps.

"I miss you so much."

The woman was about to throw her tears into her arms, but Mu Yuan took a step back, his face still gentle.

"The light fur is too dirty, don't touch it with the concubine."

He said this considerately that Qin Jiuxi never thought that the prince was so meticulous and gentle, and his cheeks were flushed with shame.

Mu Yuan glanced at her, then turned his eyes to everyone at the door, and said indifferently:

"I just go back to my mansion, so I don't have to make such a big fuss. I will retreat."

When he pushed the door open, Zhao Weiran was still eating the melon seeds on the plate. He looked up and saw his face, but he was not happy at all.

"Hey...hey!" She frowned, put the things in her hand, and squeezed out a perfunctory smile.

"Your Majesty, you are back."

It was Xiao Banyue who hadn't seen her anymore, but she still looked like that. Mu Yuan couldn't help but snorted.

"You are living a very happy life if you are not here."

No! You are trapped in the prince’s mansion all day long. Do you call this Xiaoyao?

“Where is there,”

Zhao Weiran said with a sarcastic smile:

"It's the prince, who has been working hard outside for a while, and finally returned home, everyone is waiting to welcome you."

The meaning of her seeing off guests was not so clever, but Mu Yuan also avoided the conspiracy with her, and turned his head away with dust and sand.

Watching the other party's back, Zhao Weiran finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I just feel that talking to the male protagonist is too difficult, and I will have to live for at least two years!

She no longer thought about the person she was not dealing with, and turned her head and continued to eat her melon seeds if nothing happened.

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During the Second Yuan Festival, the market was crowded with people, and there was a lively scene wherever you could see.

As night falls, the lights are bright, and the festive atmosphere is even more intense.

“On Lord,”

But he saw Wei Yin hurried forward, bowing with his fists, and saying in a solemn manner:

"An urgent report came from the frontier garrison. Our army was suddenly attacked at night, killing and injured more than a hundred people. Foreign races attacked, and they were afraid that they would provoke the war."

The border was originally war-torn, and conflicts were common. Both sides signed peace agreements in the early years, but the aliens broke the rules and provoked repeatedly.

After all, it was a barbarian who was jealous of the fertile soil of the Central Plains and was ready to move for more than ten years, but finally couldn't help it.

"Looking for death." Mu Yuan snorted coldly, a hint of contempt in his eyes, and listened to Wei Yin and said:

"The emperor said that he hopes you can command the imperial guards and fight with foreign races."

Hearing this, he frowned slightly, and his thoughts were complicated for a moment. He silently said:

"Prepare your horses and set off tomorrow."

No matter how happy the festival is, it is impossible to avoid sudden wars. I don’t know when I can return here, and my relaxed mood suddenly becomes solemn.

Mu Yuan walked slowly in this noisy street market with his hands behind his back. He has been used to the battlefield for a long time and has rarely had the opportunity to contact the worldly ways of ordinary people. He originally disdained the noise of such ordinary people, but now he felt that this scene seemed not so annoying.

I saw a pair of ladies standing on the river bank, holding hands and placing river lanterns together, praying for blessings and wishing. They were not rich and noble, but they were also free and free, without the struggle for power or life.

It was probably a couple who had just gotten married. After saying a few words, the woman hooked her hand on the back of the man's neck. The two kissed each other in the dark, as if they were having sex with a mandarin duck. Mu Yuan's pupils shrank.

Such a shameless act of ignoring others is really frustrating, but it is something he has never possessed. He is inexplicably touched, and he feels empty in somewhere.

He turned his head suddenly, his eyes swept over the servants and maids behind him, and he couldn't help asking:

"Where is the princess?"

It was so suffocating in the prince's mansion that Zhao Weiran listened to the continuous shouts in his ears, squeezed into the crowds of people surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, watching the jugglers show off their skills.

A gray-haired old man beat the gongs and drums twice, which instantly attracted the attention of the audience.

"Dear readers, those who have money can support money, and those who don't have money can support personal money!"

As he said that, he put a few steel balls in his hand in front of everyone, turned around and swallowed them in his stomach, and then spread out his empty palms for people to investigate.

The steel ball was indeed gone. The old man and the children stared at him and looked him all over, without missing any clues.

After a while, he saw him snatching the size of a finger cover from his eyes one by one. He knew it was a show, but he did it like a real thing, which made people unable to find it, which made the audience burst into awesome.

Zhao Weiran looked at her with great interest. While joining in the fun, she was thinking about the opportunity to slip away in the chaos.

After a while, more and more people were watching the show, and there were crowds of people from all directions, and they were drowned in this sea of ​​people.

I felt that the time had come, and Zhao Weiran retreated and was about to step on his legs, but suddenly felt his wrist tightly clamping his hand,

Turning his head and almost hit Mu Yuan's broad chest.

"There are too many people here, be careful to get separated."

I just want to get away, big brother!

Zhao Weiran felt speechless. She moved her wrist, feeling the power disparity, and immediately gave up the idea of ​​forcibly breaking away. He was pulled by him and couldn't get out, so she diverted the other party's attention and asked:

"Cough... why didn't you see Concubine Qin?"

"She likes quietness and doesn't like to join in the fun," Mu Yuan said: "Besides, the fireworks in this place are too strong, so my body can't bear it."

"Oh." Zhao Weiran responded softly.

At this moment, she no longer had the interest to watch people juggle. Seeing Mu Yuan's expression was focused, she did not forget to hold her tightly with one hand. As if she knew she was going to run, she had to watch with him in a hurry.

...

The last light in the sky was dark, there was no curfew today, and it was late at night, but the market was still lively.

With a loud "bang", Mu Yuan stood in the pavilion where he was watching the river lanterns. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and saw a cluster of fireworks rising from the sky.

The flame exploded in the dark curtain, projecting colorful flames in the shape of flowers, and the fine Mars immediately scattered everywhere and fell "rustling".

He stared silently, feeling his heart beating like the fire, and a warm feeling flowed away in his heart.

"Zhao Weiran, get up and watch the fireworks."

Looking at the woman who was dozing off her head, Mu Yuan pressed her arms against her and urged her for a while, but the latter reluctantly opened her eyes.

Zhao Weiran frowned, and opened his sleepy eyes. The gorgeous fireworks in the sky flowed into her eyes, making her fair side face look particularly bright and vivid.

The fireworks in the sky seemed to have suddenly become dull. Mu Yuan looked at her sideways, unable to move his eyes for a long time.

Without paying attention to the sight of others, Zhao Weiran leaned lazily on the carving railing, holding his jaw with one hand, raised his head to look at the sky.

I haven't seen fireworks for a long time, she thought briefly:

So beautiful, if the flame was gold...

Seeing the fireworks dazed, a cool breeze blew, and the cold breeze poured into her collar. Zhao Weiran shrank his neck and forgot that he needed to add clothes outside at night. She was wearing thin clothes and couldn't help but tremble.

"Cold?" Mu Yuan asked indifferently.

Seeing Zhao Weiran nodding, his lips were a little purple from cold. At this moment, he sneaked his eyes at him again. He leaned over and put her thin body into his arms.

"Is it still cold?"

“…It’s not cold or cold!”

Zhao Weiran felt a headache at once and thought to himself how to tell him tactfully that I was actually thinking about his mink coat?

She twitched slightly, and the other party's iron-plied arm swing tightened a little.

Zhao Weiran's nerves jumped, and it became a piece of wood in the man's arms. He could only turn his face to avoid the other party's breath that was accidentally swept over her ears.

Mu Yuan lowered his eyes, approached unconsciously, and sniffed the faint fragrance lingering in front of his nose.

His eyes moved downwards, staring at her lips unconsciously. His lips were rosy and plump, and his lips were clear, which made him feel a sense of perseverance.

Somehow, his mind was filled with the scenes of men and women kissing by the river just now.
To be continued...