Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 527 For You, I Will Believe in Mantian Gods and Buddhas
The girl's voice is soft and waxy.

Xiao Tingchen's heart was about to melt.

He held Su Jiu's little hand, glanced at the undershirt that was about to be finished, and said with rare tenderness, "Don't be tired."

"Ah."

Xiao Tingchen took out a delicate and tender peony again like a magic trick, and carefully stuck it on her temples.

Su Jiu: "It's the first lunar month, where did you get the peony?"

"Gu Yu raised them in the greenhouse. He loves raising rabbits and flowers, and you don't know that. Famous flowers match beautiful women, so they don't wither and waste on the branches."

Su Jiu touched Peony, smiling shyly.

In Xiao Tingchen's eyes, it was overwhelming.

And Gu Yu quietly lay on the back of the pillar, watching helplessly that the flowers she planted so hard were given to Su Jiu by her master.

It took a lot of effort to grow peonies in winter. I originally planned to give them together with pots...

Thinking of that person, his ears turned red, and he thumped the pillar in confusion.

It is the Lantern Festival.

Su Jiu will go out with Xiao Tingchen to watch the lights at night.

She sat in front of the dressing table and picked out a pair of elegant pearl earrings to wear.

Bai Lu came in with hot tea, and said softly: "Your Majesty asked the slaves to send someone to watch the Shangshu Mansion. Just now, the eyeliner reported that Lu Jiaoyi died suddenly."

Su Jiu paused.

She stared at the rhombic mirror, and returned to normal in a few moments.

Lu Jiaoyi's sudden death must be Zhao's excuse to deal with outsiders.

How she died, she knows better than anyone else.

She said lightly, "Where's Qian Shi?"

Bai Lu: "She has nowhere to go these days, and she has no relatives to turn to. I heard that there is a restaurant owner who is kind and willing to take her in as a helper in the restaurant, but she can't bear the hardship, and her hands and feet are not clean. It was thrown out. It snowed heavily last night, and she... froze to death on the street."

Su Jiu closed his eyes.

The way of heaven is impermanent, black and white are confused in this world, and not every wicked person can get evil rewards.

She intervened and let Qian and Lu Jiaoyi reap the benefits of melons and beans, which was considered a good deed.

On the father's side, as long as he writes a letter to explain clearly, he will not be harsh on himself.

The girl opened her eyes, and slowly put her makeup on in the mirror.

The eyes of the deer are as clean as ever.

The Shangyuan Festival in Chang'an is very lively.

People from every household took to the streets to enjoy the lanterns together.

The hundred-foot-tall Lantern Mountain is like a fairy palace, and it is beautiful and colorful, almost illuminating the entire Chang'an City.

Manjusri and Puxian Bodhisattvas riding lions and white elephants are built with multicolored colors on both sides of the lamp mountain. Water flows from their fingers, reflecting each other brilliantly.

Under the two corridors of the street, there are countless artists performing songs, dances and operas, such as fish jumping out of the knife door, selling medicine and divination.

Su Jiu and Xiao Tingchen came on foot.

There were too many people, and Su Jiu was afraid that he would get lost with Xiao Tingchen, so he held his sleeves tightly with his small hands, and looked around curiously with his eyes, admiring the prosperous festival that he had never seen before.

Xiao Tingchen glanced at her.

The little girl's eyes were shining brightly, and her bright red lips were raised high, as if she was in a very good mood.

The noisy crowd came oncoming.

He took Su Jiu's hand silently and held her tightly in his arms.

The man's chest was strong and broad, which gave Su Jiu an unparalleled sense of security.

She raised her head quietly, and saw that his jaw line was perfect, his peach blossom eyes were filled with a smile, and he was also looking at her.

She blushed and hurriedly looked away.

There are vendors selling comb printing on the side of the road.

Noodles kneaded from raw noodles, mung bean flour and mint powder, printed with a small comb, deep-fried in a pan, then sprinkled with sugar and mixed well, the taste is sweet but not greasy, with mint and mung beans It's fresh and tastes great.

Xiao Tingchen saw that Su Jiu took a second look, so he took her to the vendor and bought a copy.

"Is it delicious?"

The two sat under the sacred tree on the street, he asked with a smile.

"Jinling doesn't have this kind of snack..." Su Jiu answered in a low voice, picked up a comb and put it to his lips, "Try it."

Xiao Tingchen bit the comb seal.

Following the trend, he licked Su Jiu's fingertips.

The wet and warm touch made Su Jiu's heart beat faster, he quickly withdrew his hand, and whispered, "There are so many people watching."

Xiao Tingchen didn't take it seriously: "What are you afraid of?"

The sacred tree was surrounded by young men and women, who came in pairs. They asked for a red ribbon from the nearby Yuelao Temple, wrote their wishes on it, and then threw it onto the branch, praying for the blessing of the sacred tree to make a good relationship between them.

He waited for Su's wine to finish, then took her hand and stepped into Yuelao Temple, "Let's go and make a wish too."

Su Jiu: "I remember you said that you don't believe in gods and Buddhas."

Xiao Tingchen pulled a red ribbon, "For you, I am willing to believe."

Su Jiu was stunned.

When he recovered, the man had already written his wish on the ribbon.

She leaned over: "What did you write?"

On the red ribbon, the man wrote solemnly:
She wants to have a baby with Su Jiu.

Su Jiu: "..."

For this kind of thing, it's useless to pray to gods and Buddhas, right?
However, Xiao Tingchen was as cautious as writing a memorial.

He put down the brush and led Su Jiu to the sacred tree.

"I heard that the higher you throw the ribbon, the easier it is for your wish to come true." Su Jiu whispered, "Xiao Tingchen, can you do it?"

Xiao Tingchen smiled wickedly, "Does Xiao Jiuer want me to throw it low or high?"

Su Jiu blushed.

This guy really never forgets to tease her.

Xiao Tingchen knew that she was thin-skinned, so he didn't force her to answer. With a little tiptoe, he flew up to the sacred tree like a light flying swallow.

He stood on the top of the sacred tree, and neatly tied the red ribbon firmly to the top of the tallest tree amidst the exclamation of everyone below.

He fell back to Su Jiu, "Let's go home and eat glutinous rice balls."

The man's palm is wide and warm.

Su Jiu moved his little finger, and was immediately held tighter by the man.

She looked back at the top of the sacred tree.

Her and Xiao Tingchen's red ribbons were fluttering in the wind.

The wishes of her dog man are different from other men.

It's not that there are groups of wives and concubines in Sangong Sixth Courtyard, it's not that the beautiful wives are virtuous and beautiful, but they want to have children with themselves...

The girl's lips were slightly raised, and she seemed a little shy, so she quickly pressed it down calmly.

Not long after they left, a figure appeared in Yuelao Temple.

He was wearing a power fence, and the hanging veil covered his appearance.

He picked up a pen and carefully wrote down his wish on the red ribbon.

The cold wind of the Shangyuan Festival blew by, and he appeared on the top of the sacred tree without a sound, and tied the red ribbon on the treetop seriously.

Only to find that a ribbon had been hung on the treetop.

He recited softly: "I want to have a baby with Su Jiu..."

Use your toes to know who wrote it.

The cold wind blows away his veil.

The eyes of Danfeng, who was always cynical in the past, were filled with coolness, and the tails of the raised eyes seemed to have natural sharpness, like ice in the dark night.

He slowly tightened his grip on his red ribbon.

I want to marry Su Xiaojiu.

This is his wish for the Lantern Festival.

Xie Rongjing looked in the direction of Prince Yong's Mansion from a distance.

He stayed in Yan country for too long, so long that he missed her life.

He was silent, and tied the red ribbon around his wrist.

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