When Mo Lan rushed to the inn, she was told that Gong Yi had gone to the city wall, so she turned around and ran away.
Gong Yi looked outside the city. Ten miles to the south was the misty forest. The border between Daxing and Southern Xinjiang spread from west to east. As part of the Warcraft Forest, it was still full of dangers.
To the west of Daxing is the World of Warcraft Forest. From north to south, there is a desert in the north, which separates these three big countries.
The forest does not belong to any country, and many exiled people live in it, but only on the fringes.
For decades, the south has been quiet, with no wars. Only mercenary groups fighting or capturing high-level monsters would cause large casualties.
But a few months ago, spies came to report that a large number of mercenary groups disappeared, and even many girls in Liangzhou disappeared!
Liangzhou is located on the border, and the surrounding situation is complicated. There are many people coming here to trade from southern Xinjiang, and the fairy religions are scattered, which is a headache.
"Your Majesty, Mr. Mo is here."
When the person came to report, Gong Yi withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the stairs. The girl was still dressed as a man today. She walked in a hurry and walked up two or three steps at a time.
Gong Yi frowned involuntarily, he really wanted to strangle her to death last night.
Mo Lan ran to him in an awkward manner: "Your Majesty called for me to come, but there is something important for me to do?"
Looking at her dog-legged appearance, Gong Yi is very useful. There are many people who flatter him on weekdays, which is annoying.
However, he didn't show it, and remained cold-faced: "Is what this letter said true?"
Mo Lan took the envelope and opened it, ha! The old guy Liu Xuezhou actually recorded their conversation in detail.
Cleared his throat: "Yes, I said that."
Gong Yi kept looking at her, making her swallow her saliva. Was this guy thinking about skinning her and getting cramps? What if she couldn't run away?
"very good."
"Ah?" Mo Lan couldn't react.
What good? However, this sentence was very good and there was no gnashing of teeth. She should be safe.
"Let's go."
"Uh-huh?"
Where to go? Mo Lan didn't dare to say anything, so she had to lower her head and follow him.
Until he suddenly stopped, Mo Lan bumped into his back and felt the air around him instantly cool down. He lowered his hand covering his nose and hid it in his sleeves.
"You have to watch the road when you walk from now on."
"yes."
The conversation between the two was awkward.
Until Gong Yi got on the carriage, he said coldly and followed.
He speaks freely and is bold! I will starve you for a day.
Mo Lan followed the carriage angrily, muttering to himself.
WTF? I went out to look for medicinal materials for you, and I worked so hard. You sat in the carriage while I walked outside and poisoned you to death!
The curtain of the carriage was suddenly opened, and Mo Lan immediately fell silent.
Gong Yi saw her lowering her head like an ostrich and suddenly laughed, bullying her seemed very interesting.
There was a lot of excitement in the front, and several firecrackers were set off in succession. Mo Lan heard it from a distance. Who is so busy on New Year's Day? It must be too lively.
Mo Lan pulled over a passerby: "Hey, what's going on ahead?"
"You are a foreigner, right? In front of you is the Qin Mansion. It's the Qin family's master's fiftieth birthday."
"Qin family?"
"Yes, it is the Qin family, one of the four major families. That is the third master of the Qin family. He is stationed here all year round. If I don't tell you, I have to grab the red envelope!"
Mo Lan turned her head and saw that there was no movement in the carriage, and was about to grab the red envelope.
"Leave three feet from the carriage and I will break your legs."
Damn it, Mo Lan had no choice but to continue following the carriage until it stopped at the gate of Qin Mansion.
Mo Lan's heart was shattered. You were originally going to come here, why didn't you let me grab the red envelope? You don't know that I'm very poor!
Qin Yanzhong stood at the door to receive the guests. Looking at Gong Yi who got off the carriage, his hands were shaking with excitement.
He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I didn't know that the prince was coming, but my subordinates were unable to welcome him from afar!"
"My cousin is serious. I am here to give you a congratulatory gift on my uncle's behalf."
Qin Yanzhong was the concubine of the Qin family. He was the third eldest son. He was very talented and was considered highly valued in the family. He made a mistake a few years ago and was demoted to Liangzhou to serve as a small magistrate.
Originally, the Qin family had planned to give up on him, but for some reason, they had been sending people here frequently recently.
Qin Yanzhong was not stupid. He knew that Gong Yi's purpose in coming here was not pure, but he still welcomed him in with a smile.
Mo Lan handed the gift to the servants of the Qin family and wandered off to no one knows where.
To outsiders, she is just an ordinary servant, there is no need to worry about her.
Mo Lan walked around, the plum blossoms in the yard were still blooming beautifully, and people could be seen in twos and threes in the pavilions.
Mr. Qin’s house is well decorated!
As we walked, laughter came from ahead.
"Master Qin is really talented in literature. He is much more elegant than those rude mercenaries."
"How do you compare Mr. Qin with that kind of person?"
The man in white who was nestled in the beauty's arms smiled nonchalantly when he heard this: "It doesn't matter, I just don't care about you."
A pair of peach blossom eyes are squinting at the moment, the corners of the lips are raised, and the chin is pointed.
Mo Lan sighed in her heart, what a beautiful picture, slipped away!
The man saw Mo Lan from a distance and immediately sat up properly.
Seeing Mo Lan slipping away, he immediately got up and chased after her, leaving behind several beauties who looked confused.
"Brother, please stay!"
Hearing this, Mo Lan quickened his pace, disturbing other people's beautiful things, and was struck by lightning.
"Wait!" The man flew down in front of Mo Lan, and the two almost collided with each other.
"Yuanyuan, it's really you, dressed like this, what bad thing are you going to do?"
Mo Lan covered her face with her sleeves and didn't look at him, but this guy actually caught up with him!
"You got the wrong person!" Mo Lan lowered her voice, pushed him away and ran away, just as the gong was playing in the front yard and the banquet started.
Suddenly someone grabbed her hand, and Mo Lan was shocked. It turned out to be Gong Yi.
"Who told you to run around?"
Mo Lan scratched his nose in embarrassment: "The scenery in this mansion is nice, I just want to take a look."
She originally wanted to wait until the banquet started, find a corner to have a meal, and then sneak away without anyone noticing, and then leave Liangzhou overnight. Anyway, he didn't mention what happened last night, so she just pretended that he didn't care.
"You will be waiting by my side for a while."
Gong Yi let go of her hand and walked away, and Mo Lan had to follow her again.
I have been scolding him in my heart for serving you and having to wait for someone to eat. Have you lost your hands and feet?
I will definitely serve you well when I eat at your table from now on!
When they arrived at the front yard, Mo Lan was shocked. There must be at least a hundred people at the table. Is a birthday banquet so exaggerated?
Mo Lan followed Gong Yi to the main table. There were maids on both sides, either holding wine bottles or carrying trays with hot towels on them.
"Waiting aside."
Mo Lan's stomach growled unsatisfactorily. He had known that he had just slipped away. He was so hungry and he hadn't eaten anything today.
Gong Yi suddenly laughed, but said nothing. He went straight to the main table and sat down.
Mo Lan stood next to the maid, but her eyes did not leave the food on the table.
"Haha, Yan'er is here!"
The visitor bowed and said, "I have met Third Grandpa. I wish Third Grandpa that he will be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains." After that, someone carried out a jade Buddha.
Qin Yanzhong laughed loudly, "Come and sit, by the way, I've met your cousin."
"I didn't know that the seventeenth emperor's uncle was here, but my nephew was not polite enough. Please forgive me!"
Gong Yi hummed and said that since He Feng's nephew had arrived, he would ask him to spend time with Qin Yanzhong, and he had to leave beforehand.
Mo Lan followed again, big chicken legs, goodbye.
"Well, if nothing happens to the prince, I will go back..."
"Come up."
Gong Yi's irrefutable tone sent chills down Mo Lan's back. Riding in the same carriage with him was asking for death!
Now that things have come to this, we can only bite the bullet and go up.
It would be nice if this guy appeared for a while and then disappeared like before.
After Mo Lan got in the car, she chose a seat farthest away from him and sat down, her toes clenched nervously.
"Are you afraid of me?" Gong Yi kept staring at her after getting in the car, the toes of her shoes kept rubbing against the floor.
"It's not fear, it's admiration. The villain's admiration for the prince is like a torrential river..."
"Is that because the shoes don't fit?"
What? Before Mo Lan finished speaking, Gong Yi suddenly said this, and Mo Lan's interpretation was, cut off your feet.
Did you kick him last night?
Sure enough, this man is really stingy. He must hold grudges for what happened last night!
Mo Lan immediately covered her feet with the hem of her clothes and said, "It's suitable, it's very suitable. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."
Gong Yi stood up and sat next to her, approaching her with a mask on, "So you are planning to dig out a painting on my floor?"
Mo Lan put her legs together and huddled up. If possible, she wanted to create a Barbie castle. Also, you are too close.
"Your Majesty, the inn has arrived."
Qingfeng's voice came from outside. Mo Lan said goodbye and climbed out of the carriage as if he had received an amnesty.
Qingfeng looked at Mo Lan running into the inn with a confused look on his face. When he turned around with a smile, he saw the look in his prince's eyes that wanted to kill him.
What did he do wrong?
As soon as Mo Lan entered the inn, she immediately asked Ai Xiang to order a bowl of noodles for her.
After eating a big bowl of noodles, my stomach felt better.
Damn Gong Yi, no one has set up a stall on the first day of the new year, she is starving to death!
Originally, Mo Lan planned to leave the next day, but Mo Ran pestered her to spend the New Year in Liangzhou.
The city gate was not open for some reason, so I had no choice but to stay.
The eighth day of the lunar month
Early in the morning, there was a sound of gongs and drums outside.
Mo Lan was still in her sweet dream, but Mo Ran had already come over to shake her.
"Sister, get up, get up, it's so lively outside, let's go take a look!"
When Mo Lan was pulled out, a dragon and lion dance happened to be happening outside.
She woke up instantly. There is no such New Year atmosphere in modern times.
"Whoa whoa whoa -"
A group of children ran past her, holding candy figures in their hands, cheering and chasing the temple parade.
"This is the busiest day in Liangzhou in the past six months, hahaha!" The uncle on the side stroked his beard and looked at this scene with a red face.
The dragon and lion dances are followed by the waist drum team. Isn’t this a Shaanxi characteristic? There’s actually one here!
"Look, there's a float, there's a float behind it!" Mo Ran shouted excitedly, breaking free from Mo Lan's hand and squeezing forward.
More and more people came out to watch the excitement. A group of children at their feet took advantage of their small stature and moved through the crowd.
"careful!"
Mo Lan accidentally tripped.
Suddenly, a strong arm grabbed her.
Mo Lan turned his head, and Gong Yi was behind him. He had changed into a mask that covered half of his face today, and was dressed simply.
Just as Mo Lan was about to salute, Gong Yi made a silent gesture.
Also, once the prince appears on the street, I'm afraid it will ruin the excitement.
Gong Yi's rare smile always hung on his face.
Mo Lan looked at him in trance!
"What, I look better than the temple tour?"
Sensing Mo Lan's gaze, Gong Yi once again made a rare joke.
Mo Lan withdrew his gaze.
"You seem to like temple tours."
Gong Yi pushed away the big man who had squeezed beside her and stood next to her.
"More than just enjoying temple tours, I hope that one day the whole country will be able to celebrate during festivals, and the people of Daxing can be as carefree as they are today. Tonight is a sleepless night, and various performances will continue until early morning."
It seemed that the lively atmosphere had infected everyone, and the smile on Mo Lan's face never stopped.
Sleepless nights? She thought of Chang'an, which never sleeps, and the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
She didn't know why, but she felt that Gong Yi could also create a prosperous world.
The huge float is wrapped with various spiritual belts, just like modern neon strips. On the top of the float is a group of veiled women singing minor tunes.
Behind them is a group of people wearing masks dancing happily, as well as local dances in Liangzhou.
They were inviting onlookers to join them, when suddenly a man jumped in front of Mo Lan, wearing a kid mask, and pulled her inside.
Mo Lan immediately withdrew his hand.
The man took off his mask: "Mo Lan, you are so boring!"
After saying that, he jumped up and joined the crowd in the parade.
Qin Jiyan, this stinky boy!
Mo Ran squeezed in front of her and said: "Sister, the parade will go to the market center soon. The stage has been set up there. I will go there first!"
Just as Mo Lan was about to follow, Gong Yi held her shoulders: "Are you going to just go there like this?"
Mo Lan looked down at herself, only to realize that her hair was not tied up, and she hurried into the inn.
After Ai Xiang helped Mo Lan tie up her hair, Mo Lan let her play.
When she walked out of the inn, she found that Gong Yi was still there. Was he waiting for her?
Mo Lan didn't think much and followed him, only to find that she was getting further and further away from the crowd.
"Prince... Young Master, aren't we going to the market center? Is this going the wrong way?"
Gong Yi raised his eyebrows and called him Mr. Wang?
"Yes, there is one more thing to do before going to the market!"
The two of them walked all the way to the north gate and saw Qingfeng directing people to set up tents, and some people were carrying red silk in their hands.
"This is?"
"Those are people from the Red Chip Association. The whole city is celebrating today. Some homeless people here haven't eaten yet. Since it's a celebration, it's natural to have enough to eat."
Qingfeng worked very efficiently, and the shed was set up in a short time.
"Let's go help!"
Gong Yi rolled up his sleeves, added water to the pot and started cooking porridge.
Mo Lan looked at him in surprise. He could actually cook?
"Don't look at me like that. When you're marching and fighting, you can't expect someone to cook a good meal all the time."
Mo Lan lowered his head and worked hard to add firewood. After a while, the porridge was fragrant.
