Awan sat in front of the stove, frying medicine absentmindedly. Cong Rong came to her side and asked curiously: "What is Miss Awan thinking?"
The sudden sound made Awan scream, subconsciously ducking to the side and almost falling off the bench. Fortunately, Cong Rong had quick eyes and quick hands and caught her arm in time.
"I'm scared to death. Why don't you make any sound when you walk?" Ah Wan stroked her chest with lingering fear. Cong Rong smiled apologetically and said, "I never expected Miss Ah Wan to be so absorbed in thinking. I'm sorry for scaring you. "
Awan looked at the medicine in front of her and murmured in a low voice: "Fortunately, it was almost fried."
Cong Rong smiled slightly and changed her voice, "I don't know what Master Fang and Mr. Mo have to do with Miss Xiao. It's been so long and there's still no movement."
Awan finally came to her senses and said, "Sister Cong, you said Master Fang and Mr. Mo are looking for Sister Xiao?"
"Yes, don't you know?" Cong Rong said to herself: "As soon as Mr. Fang and Mr. Mo came back from Baiye Temple, they asked the servant to find Miss Xiao to see her. They were so anxious that they didn't know what happened."
"What can happen in the first month?" Awan said nonchalantly: "Don't worry about it, just think about what kind of lanterns you want to buy for the lanterns at night."
Cong Rong burst out laughing, "The lantern festival hasn't started yet, and I don't even know what lights there are. How do you know which lights are the most beautiful?"
"The rabbit lantern from last time was good." Awan thought for a while and said, "I went to play on the street two days ago. I heard that Ouyang's family recently made a huge revolving lantern, waiting for it during the Lantern Festival. God is the best."
"It's really exciting." Cong Rong agreed, and then said: "But it's almost past lunch time, and Mr. Fang, Mr. Mo and Miss Xiao haven't come out yet. Is it possible that Mr. Fang will miss his medicine?"
Awan pursed her lips and said, "The medicine is almost ready. Why don't you check it for me first and I'll go check on the situation?"
"It's not good." Cong Rong looked embarrassed, "What if they are talking about something confidential, then..."
"It's impossible to talk to Sister Xiao together..." Before Awan could finish her words, she was interrupted by the maid who came to pass the meal, "Miss Awan, Mr. Fang is going to have lunch."
Ah Wan made a sound, stood up and said to Cong Rong: "Sister Cong, please go ahead and tell Mr. Fang for me. I will go there when the medicine is ready."
"Okay." Cong Rong nodded in agreement, and brought lunch to the front hall with several maids.
While everyone was eating, Awan excitedly mentioned the Ouyang family's revolving door.
Fang Zilan suddenly remembered something and said, "Speaking of it, the Lantern Festival is almost over, and I haven't been to the Ouyang family's banquet yet."
"The Ouyang family's banquet is scheduled for tomorrow." Xiao Xuan'er replied, and Vice Admiral Cao asked in confusion: "Isn't the Ouyang family one of the nine great families? Why is the banquet scheduled for such a later date than the sixteenth day of the first lunar month? "
"The banquet days of each government in the first month are arranged by the Ministry of Rites. Mr. Wang of the Ministry of Rites is used to watching the wind direction." Fang Zilan said not surprised: "The Ouyang family has declined in recent years, which is not unusual."
"Not necessarily. Depending on which direction the wind blows, Mr. Wang will not be able to make such a big decision." Mo Han shook his head, "Although the banquet dates for each government are arranged by the Ministry of Rites, in the end, it still needs to be finalized by His Majesty. After that, the process will be followed Make floral notes and distribute them to various prefectures."
"According to Mr. Mo, is this what His Majesty meant?" Awan raised his head from the meal and casually interjected: "So the Ouyang family made the revolving lantern deliberately?"
Mo Han didn't say anything, and Fang Zilan took a piece of fish to Awan, "Eat your food, children don't care about government affairs."
A Wan looked unconvinced, "I'm already old enough to have haircuts, I'm no longer a child."
"Yes." Fang Zilan said in a drawl: "Then I won't buy you lanterns tonight."
"These are two different things." Awan retorted: "How can there be anyone who doesn't buy lanterns during the Lantern Festival? If you don't buy them for me, I will buy them myself."
"I'm just teasing you." Fang Zilan's eyes were full of doting, "I'll buy it for you. Come and eat."
*
That night, Fang Zilan and his party went out to enjoy the lanterns. Xiao Xuan'er made an appointment with the sisters in Wanhua Tower for a drink. A Wan clamored to see the Ouyang family's revolving lantern, and Vice General Cao and Cong Rong accompanied her.
Therefore, before walking half the street, everyone parted ways, leaving only Fang Zilan and Mo Han, moving forward with the crowd.
Fang Zilan's expression was a little impatient, and she was obviously not interested in the bustling crowd. Mo Han grabbed her sleeve and shouted: "Sister Lan, be careful, don't get separated."
Fang Zilan nodded and suddenly sighed, "Mo Han, I haven't seen Shangguan Min for a whole day. Do you think he doesn't recognize me as his master?"
"It's possible." Mo Han nodded slightly, "If it were me, I would definitely disown you."
Fang Zilan curled her lips and turned her head away from looking at him. However, when she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the corner of the street.
The Wheel King stood at the end of the crowd, almost pressed against the wall, but he still didn't move even a step. Seeing Fang Zilan look over, he stood up straight and waved.
Fang Zilan pulled Mo Han, forced her way through the crowded crowd, walked to the side of the Wheel King, and said in surprise: "Why are you here?"
Mo Han was about to salute when he was stopped by the Wheel King, "Young Master Mo, there is no need to be polite. I just want to see your sister."
He didn't shy away. Fang Zilan smiled and said, "How did you know that I would definitely go out today?"
"You may not want to, but Awan is here, and she will definitely drag you out." Wheelrunner King stretched out his hand to protect Fang Zilan's back, "Let's go, talk as we go."
The three of them walked down the street, with lanterns everywhere and fireworks filling the sky, making it dizzying. It really is a prosperous scene where thousands of flowers and trees bloom in the east wind at night, BMWs and cars fill the road with fragrance, and fish and dragons dance all night long.
Fang Zilan saw a plum blossom lantern from a distance. The colored glass was burned into the shape of a plum blossom, and she lit a candle. The light was colorful and breathtaking.
She couldn't help but stop. The Wheel King followed her gaze and sighed imperceptibly, "It's a plum blossom lantern."
Mo Han looked at the Wheel King and said, "What did the benefactor say?"
"It's nothing." Wheelrunner King looked at Fang Zilan and saw her frowning slightly, "I seem to have seen this lamp somewhere before."
King Chakravartin said quietly: "You said you liked it, and the young master gave you one as a gift."
"What happened next?" Fang Zilan asked casually, and the Wheel King whispered: "Then you accidentally broke the lamp, and the young master found someone to repair it for a long time. It was finally repaired, but who knew that the lamp was returned to him? The sun was shattered all over the ground again."
"Why?" Fang Zilan turned her head and looked over. Under the light, the Wheelrunner King's expression was dim and unclear, but the outline of his face became deeper and deeper.
He said word by word: "That day was the day when you fell into the water and almost lost your life."
"Really?" There was no expression on Fang Zilan's face, but she said in her heart that death is like a lamp going out. Nowadays, she is no longer a beauty lamp for others to admire.
"Sister Lan, look, is that Miss Ouyang Zirou from the Ouyang family?" Mo Han's voice brought Fang Zilan back to her senses. She stood on tiptoe and looked over. It was indeed Ouyang Zirou, but the one beside her...
It seems like, Huangfu Xin?
