"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."
