For the two of them, the journey of a hundred miles only took half a stick of incense.

In the distance, you can see the bright lights of Fengming Ancient City, and horses galloping through the three-story gatehouse of the ancient city without anyone guarding them.

The people here are happy and peaceful, and they never close their doors at night.

Si Wushang tightened the reins of his horse and stopped, stretched out his hand to help Yingluo dismount, and handed the horse to Bupo.

Yingluo stood on a thick bluestone slab and looked at the bright lights on both sides of the street. At the end of the street was the gurgling water, which reflected the ripples of lights and the bright stars in the sky, creating a wonderful picture.

The simple architecture exudes tranquil beauty everywhere.

“It looks so peaceful here.”

Si Wushang smiled lightly and said, "You are wrong, the night here is very lively. Come with me!" He naturally held her hand and the two of them headed towards the end of the ancient alley.

From a distance, the river didn't seem to be big. Only when we reached the end did we realize that there was a cave. There were many pavilions around the lake, and the river passed through the city. It turned out that this was the main street of the ancient city.

Si Wushang looked at a teahouse in the distance, "The scented tea in Tianxiang Pavilion here is delicious. You might as well try it to improve your cold constitution."

Murong Yingluo knew that Prince Zheng hated aromas the most, "Your Majesty, I don't really like drinking scented tea, so why not drink white tea?"

Si Wushang's eyes were full of tenderness, and he gently stroked her messed up green hair, and raised the corners of his mouth in a perfect arc, "I used to dislike the fragrance of flowers just to prevent someone from mixing musk into the petals, but the tea here is still drinkable.

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Facing her explanation, Yingluo felt helpless and a little shy for him. He must have done it on purpose, so he couldn't say anything?

Following him silently, Si Wushang looked at her from the corner of his eye and saw her shy look, which made him very happy.

The two came to Tianxiang Pavilion. Although there were many people drinking tea here at night, Si Wushang directly asked for a private room on the third floor. Sitting here, he could clearly see most of the ancient city.

Si Wushang was not worried that the tea would be tampered with. He gently picked up the teapot and took some green tea and put it into the pot. "This is local big-leaf green tea. Each tea tree is more than two hundred years old.

They only give birth to twenty pounds a year."

After a while, he poured out the first and second cups of tea, took only the third cup, added the fragrant petals, and handed over a thick bitter and fragrant tea.

Yingluo smelled the tea lightly. The soup was red and bright, and the petals had a pleasant fragrance. It should taste bitter when you drink it. She gently put the tea into her mouth.

It feels very strange. This tea smells very bitter. When you drink it, it tastes soft and mellow without any bitterness, but with a sweet taste.

It was the petals that dissolved the bitter taste in the tea. Looking at the brown tea in King Zheng's hand, he still liked to drink bitter tea.

Through the window lattice, you can overlook most of the ancient city. You can see the other side of the stream in the distance. It seems that a bonfire is lit in the distance. Many people are dancing around the bonfire, and faint singing can be heard.

"What are they doing?"

King Zheng stuck his head out and said, "People here look for a happy event to celebrate every day. It is the custom here to let good luck continue."

Looking at the happy people in the distance, I remembered the days in the military camp, "Your Majesty, why don't we go and have a look!"

This is the safest location in the ancient city. I brought her here today just to let her have a good time, "Of course!"

The two of them headed towards the other side of the river. It was even more spectacular than it looked from a distance. The two of them were mixed in the crowd. Si Wushang looked at the objects placed on the ground in the distance. There were clothes and jewelry, and his eyes fell on the exquisitely carved

On top of the half mask.

He whispered to Yingluo: "It seems that it should be an engagement ceremony. According to etiquette, you can win the prize. I will win you whatever you want."

Yingluo looked at the many silver jewelry and splendid dresses spread on the ground, and found a pair of silver grates, "Isn't it bad for a gentleman not to win people's love?"

Si Wushang glanced at Yingluo, and Yingluo shared the same feelings with him and smiled faintly. They held hands and walked over, "We husband and wife are here for fun. We are very happy to meet the newlyweds. Small gifts are not disrespectful. Congratulations."

The newlyweds may grow old together with a hundred years of love!" Yingluo placed a pair of jade bracelets on the ground as a congratulatory gift.

The people here are very hospitable, and they sat down to welcome the two people. Soon someone came forward and painted black ink on the two people's bodies and faces, which was a blessing to the guests.

Everyone toasted to the two of them. Si Wushang raised his glass and said loudly: "I wonder if I can get some luck!"

Murong Yingluo also raised her wine glass and said, "My husband is like this, so I will accompany you, and I also want to get some luck."

The bracelets given by the two people may be able to sell all the dowries, but there are rules for asking for lottery gifts. The eldest old man is the head of this place, and he is a little embarrassed: "Dear guest, if you want to ask for lottery gifts, you must drink special wine.

If you have a jar of tea and wine, anyone who is not drunk can take the prize at will. The fragrance of this tea and wine is intoxicating, but this woman is exempted from it, for fear that she will not be able to drink even one cup."

Yingluo was very unconvinced and was about to step forward when Si Wushang stretched out his hand to stop her. Si Wushang knew that Yingluo must have something she wanted, "I drank the jar of wine from my wife on her behalf. I only take two things from it."

object."

The old man's eyes were full of horror. He only had a hundred jars of tea and wine every year, and would only drink a few cups during festive occasions.

"Your distinguished guest, please think clearly. This tea wine is unique to Feng Ming and has great stamina. If you drink two jars of wine, you will probably be drunk for a year and a half!"

Yingluo is not worried about Si Wushang. She has seen his drinking capacity in the wine cellar, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he will not get drunk after a thousand cups.

Si Wushang said loudly: "It doesn't matter!"

Yingluo watched as Si Wushang picked up the wine jar, knocked open the seal, drank two jars of tea and wine with ease, and her expression remained as usual.

"Go and choose what you like." The voice was very soft. Si Wushang wanted to see what Yingluo would choose.

Facing many ornaments, Yingluo only took away the beautifully carved comb, while Si Wushang took away the silver half-mask.

People with such a capacity for drinking are considered heroes here. Amid the cheers of the crowd, the two held hands and left side by side.

Walking under the bright starlight, the two of them walked in the ancient city. Just now, Yingluo sensed that Si Wushang was using his internal power, but she didn't reveal it.

The concerned voice said: "Are you really okay?"

Si Wushang smiled calmly. He would not let his drunkenness make him sober. "Of course it's okay. The wine is good. Wouldn't it be fun to drink like this?"

It turned out that he wanted to drink, not to get something for himself, so he said coquettishly: "Drunkard!"

Si Wushang smiled gently, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and lifted her delicate chin, "You really have no conscience, I am doing this all for you."

Looking at him with such hot eyes and a slightly coquettish tone made her at a loss.

The smile on Si Wushang's lips became wider and wider. Xiao Yu softly rubbed her temples. However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her behind and said softly: "Be careful! There is something strange!"
Chapter completed!