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Chapter 163

Cui Weizhen admitted that his Xumi paintings were inspired by Ye Zhenzhen when he was in the Plum Forest of Xiangguo Temple. However, because it was not verified, not many people believed him. But as long as they saw Ye Zhenzhen's sketches, most people would believe him.

statement.

King Wei finally looked at Ye Zhenzhen seriously.

He met Ye Zhenzhen at Xiangguo Temple. At that time, he only thought that this woman was a vassal of Cui Weizhen, and felt sorry for the decline of his wife's family. Now he has changed his mind. Even though she has many shortcomings, with this sketching method alone,

She can be called a talented woman.

The world is always tolerant of talented people, especially women with both talent and beauty. King Wei did not look at her rudely due to the difference between men and women, but his view of Ye Zhenzhen had changed a lot.

The same was true for Princess Wei. She couldn't put down her portrait. Even though she knew it was a painting made for her by Ye Zhenzhen, she still asked with great respect, "Mrs. Cui, can this portrait be given to me for my collection?"

Ye Zhenzhen was extremely satisfied that her work could be welcomed and loved, and she said with a smile, "It is a little lady's honor to make a piece of my own work and be favored by the princess."

There was no need to worry about the topic next. Princess Wei very humbly asked Ye Zhenzhen for advice on sketching techniques. Ye Zhenzhen was very happy to share. After all, culture can only have vitality if it is passed down.

Prince Wei and his wife did not stay in the lantern viewing building for long and left after watching the performance. Ye Zhenzhen asked Chu Ningyan, "What are your plans? Are you going home or continuing to visit?"

Chu Ningyan said, "Xunting and the others are at Zui Ge Pavilion. We plan to go there. Where are you?"

Ye Zhenzhen looked at Cui Weizhen and saw him shaking his head, "We are not going."

Chu Ningyan and Mo Qingwei did not force it. After they left, Ye Zhenzhen asked Cui Weizhen, "Students from the Imperial College are gathering at Zuigelou? Why don't you go?"

"It's not an important party, so you don't need to attend."

Cui Weizhen didn't take the party seriously. Instead of spending time with outsiders, he would rather go shopping with Ye Zhenzhen.

"The interesting scenery during the Lantern Festival is not limited to this. Go ahead and see it."

Ye Zhenzhen was quickly diverted and left all tonight's itinerary to him - it was the New Year, Cui Weizhen was rarely tolerant, as long as Ye Zhenzhen was interested in certain things or food, he was not too harsh

The ground stopped her, so after walking around for a while, her stomach was full of food, and Cui Weizhen was forced to eat a lot.

Because she was too full, Ye Zhenzhen was lazily leaning on Cui Weizhen, half leaning on him, like a piece of mandarin candy. Cui Weizhen still had image baggage at first, but in the end he couldn't bear the offensive look in Ye Zhenzhen's eyes and acquiesced.

Her shameless behavior.

After all, when you look up on the street, you can see all the intimate men and women, and their sticky behavior is not at all out of the ordinary.

Now the two of them are by the river.

There are large and small stalls on the river bank, all selling river lanterns. Most tourists here will buy a river lantern, write blessings and put it into the river. This is a blessing ceremony.

Cui Weizhen knew that Ye Zhenzhen would be interested, so he took her directly to the stall and bought two lotus-shaped river lanterns. He borrowed paper and pen from the stall owner, wrote instructions and placed them inside the lanterns.

Already.

Cui Weizhen finished writing quickly. He put down the pen and found that Ye Zhenzhen was still writing seriously. The small paper was densely filled with small words. He was curious and couldn't help asking, "What did you write?"

?”

"Don't look!"

Ye Zhenzhen looked at her warily, covering the paper with both hands, as if she was afraid of being seen, "This is a secret."

Cui Weizhen burst into laughter for a moment. This guarded look reminded him of the way his classmates looked when they were worried about being peeped at the exam papers during the Imperial College Examination. They just said a few blessings, so there was nothing to be wary of.

Even without reading it, he could probably guess what was written, so he looked away very gentlemanly, and when she finally finished writing and stuffed the note, they went to put the river lantern together.

The river was crowded with people, and the two of them chose a quiet place to put down the river lanterns one after another. Ye Zhenzhen watched the river lanterns float slowly along the river, and soon they were mixed in with the same river lanterns, making it difficult to distinguish them clearly.

But the love I had placed on me lingered in my heart and did not go away for a long time.

——Yes, the reason why she was so secretive just now and didn't want Cui Weizhen to see it was because she wrote blessings for her relatives in another time and space on the paper. If he saw it, it would be hard to explain.

Although there is a gap of time and space, she hopes that her family can receive her blessings and have a safe and smooth life, free from illness and disaster.

Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during festive seasons.

Every time when the New Year comes together, Ye Zhenzhen misses her relatives in another time and space especially. The sadness in her heart is stagnant, and it inevitably shows up between her brows. Cui Weizhen noticed something unusual and his eyes narrowed slightly.

He asked softly, "Are you missing your family members far away in Linxi County?"

In this situation, he could only make this guess.

This is almost the case.

Ye Zhenzhen couldn't explain and could only nod in agreement. Cui Weizhen had no choice but to divert her attention. He pointed at the river lantern and said, "This river is connected to the inner courtyard of the palace. Every year during the Lantern Festival, there will be concubines."

The maids in the palace put out river lanterns to pray for blessings, so those whose family members were in the palace would specially stay by the river, hoping to see the river lanterns sent by their families."

As expected, Ye Zhenzhen's attention was diverted and asked curiously, "I heard that the palace maids have the opportunity to meet with their families every month. Why do their families still have to work so hard by the river to look for needles in the haystack?"

She looked around and saw a lot of people fishing for lanterns in the river. They must be the family members of the palace maids.

The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting around talking about Xuanzong.

Just thinking about such a scene makes me feel sad.

Cui Weizhen shook his head, "Most of the people who have the opportunity to see their families are palace servants who have a good reputation in front of the master, or have money to manage. Some of the lower-status palace servants have a rare chance to meet their families."

Ye Zhenzhen felt pity in her heart. When she looked at the waiting people, her eyes were a little more pity, but she soon discovered the difference - they were not fishing for lanterns aimlessly, they seemed to have a purpose.

"You can see it too, right?"

Cui Weizhen praised Ye Zhenzhen's carefulness and said, "The river lanterns inside the palace are different from those outside the palace. In addition, each family has a unique code. Their family only needs to look at the mark on the river lantern to know which one it is.

It’s not the river lantern I was waiting for.”

Ye Zhenzhen nodded, and there happened to be a river lantern floating in front of her. The material and style were indeed different from the ordinary river lanterns they bought on the river beach. She glanced at it curiously, and could faintly see the note inside, the words "Mom and Dad"

It is clearly visible and must be a letter from home.

She couldn't help but sigh. The separation of flesh and blood was indeed an eternal sorrow.


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