"Okay, okay, I won't bother you anymore. Let's go quickly. Don't keep your cousins waiting for too long. We are late and all the good lanterns have been guessed away."
What Situ Qingqing covets is not the lanterns that can be bought with money, but what she wants is fun. A group of people get together to play, laugh, and laugh. How happy it is!
"Sisters, don't get in the car yet."
Sun Yan Zirong, the chief of Yanfu, shouted loudly. He brought his two younger brothers, Yan Zixu, who were over sixteen years old. Yan Ziru was responsible for protecting the flowers and preventing their delicate sisters from getting into trouble.
Yan Zixu is the legitimate son of the first family, and Yan Ziru is the legitimate son of the second family.
Apparently there were only a maid, a mother-in-law, a young boy and a few guards accompanying the carriage. In fact, there were twenty secret guards in front and behind the carriage, and some others had gone to the front to prepare.
How could the lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion go out unprotected, especially this year with the addition of Situ Qingqing, and the Yin and Yang Sect also sent people, but they were hidden in the crowd and would not show up easily.
"I'm the first one, no one wants to compete with me." As expected, it was Situ Qingqing, a wild and wild man, who was the first to get into the carriage. She turned around and pulled Yan Zhilan, who was small and weak, into the carriage as well.
Move the position to Yan Zhifei, Yan Zhihui.
Without Yan Zhiru, she was still grounded because she wanted to accompany her aunt back to her "parental home" on the second day of the Lunar New Year, so she was punished by copying scriptures and the "Female Commandments" a hundred times.
Her biological mother was a concubine, not even a concubine. She was generous enough to call her aunt, but the concubine's girl was a death contract. There was no natal family, and the concubine's family were slaves. How could the master recognize the slaves as relatives and treat them as equals?
That's not self-deprecating.
Her natal family is her legitimate mother's family, but Yan Zhiru is a mistress who can't handle things well. She was raised in a wealthy home and developed a squeamishness that she shouldn't have. She considers herself to be no worse than her legitimate daughter, and the Prime Minister's Palace must also value her.
His biological mother, if one day she finds a good match, she can help the Prime Minister's Mansion and bring honor to her grandfather.
So far, she had been thinking about Jingpinghou Mansion, and she had never thought that a concubine could not enter Jingpinghou Mansion, let alone become the main wife.
She regarded the confidence given to her by the Prime Minister's Palace as a boost to her pride. She thought that what she lacked was just opportunity. As long as Crown Prince Jingping got along with her, he would definitely agree to marry her. Having the Prime Minister's Palace as a bride would also be good for him.
Helps a lot.
"Hey! Just because you run fast doesn't mean you'll be the first to arrive! There are four people on the carriage, and we'll all arrive together then." Yan Zhifei teased his cousin for being too impatient. Everyone was sitting on the carriage, and not everyone was first or last.
Same.
Situ Qingqing pouted and said, "I just want to have fun!"
"Okay, just have fun! Our Prime Minister's Mansion is not far from the Lantern Festival, and we will arrive soon."
Not long after Yan Zhifei finished speaking, there was a rush of people outside the carriage. The sound got louder as he got closer, and the crowd became more and more crowded, making it difficult for the two-horse carriage to pass.
When Yan Zirong saw this, he stopped the carriage by the roadside. He and his brothers protected the carriage of the sisters. The men, the strong women, and the young men walked on the outside, surrounding the girls in the middle.
It wasn't a problem at first, as the group of people stayed close together, but the further they went in, the more people there were, and they were pushed and squeezed, and they were slowly dispersed.
"Miss, we seem to have gotten separated from my cousin and my young master." The one following the master today was Doumiao. She was not in a hurry at all and just followed the young lady closely.
When Situ Qingqing heard this, he stopped and looked around, and sure enough he saw no one.
"It doesn't matter, let's play our own game. I have made an agreement with cousin Zirong and cousin Zhifei. If there are too many people and we get separated, we will meet in Qingyang Tower in an hour. Grandpa has reserved a small room there."
Seeing the lively sideshows, Situ Qingqing was like a bird released from its cage, darting forward quickly. When she saw the stalls for people to play, she also went over to throw rings and shoot arrows. If there was something delicious, she didn't forget to buy two skewers.
By the way, let’s guess a simple lantern riddle.
It was very simple for her, but very difficult for others. Soon the hands of the landlord and the servant were filled with large and small lanterns and the gadgets they had just bought. They both stared at each other. How could they go to the lantern festival with so many things?
"Miss, be careful, don't get hit." Doumiao wanted to step in front to clear the way for the lady, but now it was difficult for her to even turn around.
"Dad said that I am the reincarnation of a monkey spirit. My skills are better than water. Once I drill, I will...ah! Who steps on my foot? Don't push, my shoe is about to fall off..."
Ah - she can't move her hands. Why are there so many people? Have all the people in the capital come out?
Situ Qingqing, who couldn't get through the human wall, was constantly bumped into, and the lantern in her hand was knocked to pieces, and a few of them were stolen. When she got angry, she hit people with the lantern, causing the scene to get a little out of control.
Suddenly, she felt someone forcefully push her forward. She closed her eyes tightly. This time it was really over. If she was pushed to the ground, she would be trampled to death. How could she identify her father's body after he was already turned into a meat pie?
You can definitely only recognize someone by their clothes.
But the expected pain did not come, instead there was a pleasant smell of pine. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that she had fallen into a very hard chest, and the man held her tightly in his arms.
"Closing your eyes tightly, are you looking for death? You carry a silver needle with you after all. If anyone bumps into you, give it to them. If they know it hurts, they will naturally get out of the way."
You can't use it all on him.
"Ouyang Sufeng?!"
He smiled so much that he showed his white teeth, lovingly and angrily pinched her tender ears, and then said: "Whoever dares to hug you, I will chop off his hands."
"It's great to see you, I'm scared to death." Situ Qingqing, who had no look of surprise on his face, smiled and raised his mouth.
She didn't know why she was so happy every time she saw him. She liked it when he came to her and gave her hairpins, nesting dolls and other small gifts. As long as they were given by him, she liked them very much. She kept them carefully and kept them in her hand at all times.
Play around.
Especially when she was suddenly hugged by him, there were obviously disturbing noises all around, but in a daze, she seemed to hear the heartbeats of the two of them, like drums, boom! Boom! Boom...
Moreover, she also felt that her cheeks were burning and her body was slightly warm, which made her a little uncomfortable. Could she have caught a cold?
"Didn't we agree to go to the lantern festival together?" Her bright red face was so beautiful, and the red lanterns hanging high on both sides of the street reflected her charm, which was particularly touching.
Who told you this? You were obviously talking to yourself and she didn't interrupt.
"How do you know I'm here? There are so many people that I'm about to be swamped."
"If you have a clear understanding, it will make sense." Ouyang Sufeng joked with a smile.
"Hey! Don't imitate my father and talk nonsense. I don't believe you can understand that. Please tell me how you discovered me?"
He was so amazing that he was able to find her in the crowded crowd. She was not tall and could easily be blocked by others. It was not easy to spot her at a glance.
He pointed to the top and said: "I will keep an eye on your carriage as soon as it arrives. I will follow you all the way and wait for you to leave."
Situ Qingqing looked in the direction he pointed.
"roof?"
Hmm! It’s really convenient to look from top to bottom.
"The inspiration given to me by your father." The view from above is wide, and it is very convenient to use it to feed moves. It is quite interesting to see the figures flying together under the moon.
"Did you really have a fight?" She saw that there was no injury on his body, but that night her father was so drunk that he danced with a sword, hugged his grandfather and called his mother's name, which made his grandfather so angry that he beat him up.
"He was the one who took action and I was beaten." Ouyang Sufeng took the opportunity to complain.
Situ Qingqing covered her mouth and snickered: "You have rough skin and thick flesh. If you take a few more beatings, you will be reborn. My father is old and has little strength, so the beatings won't hurt."
Her father is not very strong? She doesn't know her father but she is still telling a joke. Situ Changkong is not only a high-ranking national master, but also the master of the Yin and Yang Sect. He is good at magic and has unfathomable martial arts. No one in the world can defeat him.
Several people.
"Qing'er, it really hurts."
"Liar! I didn't even see any bruises."
Hearing what she said, he was hurt even if he wasn't hurt.
"It's an internal injury. I suffered an internal injury."
"It's best that my father is a martial arts master and can kill a cow with one punch." Situ Qingqing, who was completely in disbelief, squinted her eyes and patted his chest to comfort him.
Your father is, but he is even better at hiding it. However, Ouyang Sufeng knew that even if he said this, she would not believe it, so he changed the subject and said, "Look at which lantern you want, I will win it for you.
"
Looking at the crushed lantern in her hand, she simply threw it away. After looking at it, she said, "That rabbit lantern with the grass on its back. I like the fat rabbit's feet that were swollen after being hit by an axe."
The little rabbit is also wearing a red longevity robe, which is funny and vivid, and the shape is very unique, which is different from the ordinary rigid traditional lanterns.
"Okay, let's go there together." He held her soft and boneless little hand with his big hot hand, carefully protecting her to prevent her from being hit again.