Chapter Seventy-One: The Lights Are Rising, and the Moon Is Hazy 2

"Miss Han, we'll see you again, Miss Han, don't come unharmed!" Zhen Ranshuang looked at Han Qingyi with concern, as if the two were sisters who hadn't seen each other for a long time. It's just that behind this concern, there is a curse in the heart.

Han Qingyi smiled, looked at the smiling Zhen Ranshuang with deep meaning and said, "It's really thanks to Miss Zhen's blessing, otherwise the little girl really wouldn't have been treated so preferentially." It's just that one day, I'm afraid that the girl will enjoy the same treatment as me. ”

Zhen Ranshuang thought to herself that she was afraid that she already knew what happened last time, and according to the current situation, the prince of the North Ming paid more and more attention to her, and it seemed that she was going to speed up the plan. However, she was not afraid that Han Qingyi would know, even if she knew, after all, it did not cause her any harm, but fulfilled her. Thinking about it, she helped Han Qingyi, thinking of Zhen Dye Frost here, her teeth itched with anger.

Everyone was stunned by the conversation between the two of them, and they were still wondering when they would be so good, but only Han Qingyi, Guo Fei'er and Bei Mingmo knew the inside story.

"Qingyi, this is too noisy, let's go." Bei Mingmo didn't want to say more, just gently took Han Qingyi's hand and wanted to go to the river.

Zhen Ranshuang looked at Bei Mingmo and didn't even look at her, her heart was extremely depressed, with her appearance, how could she be the first person here, in the past, which man saw her and was not fascinated, as long as she hooked her little finger, there were countless men who were willing to crawl under her pomegranate skirt.

However, the more indifferent the man, the more she has a desire to conquer, and she is still such a beautiful man who looks better than Pan An.

"It's okay, the prince of Beiming thinks it's noisy here, the little woman knows that there is a place where the scenery is good, but there are few people, presumably Miss Han will not be willing to dye frost with you." Zhen Ranshuang teased Bai Qingren with her eyes as she spoke.

Bai Qingren looked at Zhen Ranshuang, who was looking longing, and then at Han Qingyi, who was calm, endured the discomfort in his heart, and begged Han Qingyi with a hard head: "Qingyi, let Dye Frost go with us." ”

Han Qingyi wanted to refuse, but the little girl jumped out of Hua Xiangrong's embrace, ran to Bai Qingren, and pulled his sleeve: "Beautiful brother, let's go together, Sister will definitely be willing." Let's go, pretty brother. ”

Since Xiaoya said so, Han Qingyi couldn't refuse anymore, so she had to agree.

Seeing this, Bei Ming Ziyuan ran to Ah Da's side and whispered; "Ah Da, it seems that my third brother is going to get into trouble with rotten peach blossoms again. What do these women think, they like it when they see my third brother looking good, you look at what kind of dye cream it is, his eyes are about to fall on the third brother, and they can't wait to pounce on it. “

"Fourth master, these subordinates of the master are not easy to comment. Do you say yes, maybe you will like women as much as you grow up? “

Bei Ying Ziyuan pursed his lips and said disdainfully; "I don't want it, I just want the woman I like. I don't want anything else to be pretty. ”

Ah Da secretly thought in his heart that you haven't grown up yet, let's talk about these words when you grow up! Although Ziyuan is young, he is also the master after all, and he is not easy to refute, so he only conforms to it at will.

After that, Bei Ying Ziyuan went to Brother Leng again's side and played with Brother Leng and them.

In this way, Brother Leng and Ziyuan Ah Da walked in front, Han Qingyi and Bei Mingmo walked behind, followed by Zhen Ranshuang and Bai Qingren, and finally Yan Bo and Guo Fei'er walked together.

Bei Mingmo and Qingyi just walked slowly, looking at each other from time to time for a while, their eyes full of sweetness. And Zhen Ranshuang was jealous when she saw Bei Mingmo's attitude towards Han Qingyi, and she couldn't wait to replace him immediately. And Bai Qingren looked at the anger on Zhen Ranshuang's face, thinking only about how to make her not angry, he didn't want to see the distorted face of the beauty.

And Guo Fei'er, who walked at the back, was the happiest, her cousin was also by her side, and she was happy to see Zhen Ranshuang's deflated appearance, since she knew her, she had to avoid her edge and always stand under her aura. has to listen to her from time to time, and even the son-in-law she once liked fell under her pomegranate skirt. She is like an ugly duckling with Zhen Dye Cream.

The most hateful thing is that even her cousin wants to marry her, which is the most intolerable thing for her, she can tolerate her cousin marrying Han Qingyi as a little wife, but she is resolutely unwilling to make Zhen Dye Frost bigger, if Zhen Dye Frost is big, wouldn't she be crushed by her for the rest of her life. Never turn over.

No, she was adamant not to see that. As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is the friend, then Han Qingyi and I will help you tonight.

Under the leadership of Zhen Dyed Frost's maidservant, everyone soon came to the river. On both sides of the river are two promenades, on the opposite side of the river are all kinds of young talents, many of them dressed as scholars, and the promenade is full of red lanterns. On this side of the river, there are many young girls, willow trees are planted on both sides of the river, and the men and women on the other side put their lanterns with flowers written on them into the river and marked them.

The favorite person on the other side of the bank is to take a bamboo pole to scoop up the marked river lantern, and after looking at the content of the flower note, he collects it like a treasure, and then puts his own river lantern down, and so on.

Han Qingyi felt very happy to see this scene, because in modern times she is a person who loves ancient culture, and now she can actually experience the prosperity of ancient society, even if it is recorded now and passed on to future generations. Let modern people know that in fact, our ancestors are also very romantic, and there are many tricks.

Zhen Ranshuang instructed the maidservant to take a lot of river lanterns, and did not stay here too much, but found a flower boat and invited everyone to go to the Huxin Pavilion to enjoy. Han Qingyi originally wanted to leave here, but Bai Qingren still followed Zhen Ranshuang on the boat, and Xiaoya also followed, Han Qingyi had no choice but to follow, but she was afraid that there would be any danger later, after all, this was Zhen Ranshuang's territory, so let Hua Xiangrong take Brother Leng and them back first.

Brother Leng was originally unwilling, but later Bei Mingmo asked Bei Yingzi Yuan to take Brother Leng and them back first, and let the secret guards also accompany them, there are many people today, so I can take care of their safety secretly.

Brother Leng saw that Ziyuan, a little friend, was with him, so the two brothers went back together.

After getting on the boat, Han Qingyi took the little girl by her side and told her not to run around. This girl is getting naughty and naughty, and I don't know what she thinks in her heart.

Bei Mingmo sat on the boat with a calm face, only occasionally looking at Han Qingyi, as if everything on the boat had nothing to do with him.

However, except for Guo Fei'er, the women present shyly peeked at Bei Mingmo from time to time, especially the breeze caressing, Bei Mingmo's black hair gently skimmed his cold, resolute but gentle face, but his gentleness was only for Han Qingyi alone.

Beautiful as a crown of jade, without losing the gentlemanly demeanor.

But for other women, this kind of man can only be seen from afar, but not approached.

After everyone was seated, Zhen Ranshuang instructed the maidservant to fetch a stove for everyone, and then used the stove to warm a small wine, and poured a glass of wine for everyone.