Wei Cheng's face turned a little dark, and Shen Yinxiao noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, and quickly said: "Auntie, how much does this lotus lantern cost?"
After speaking, he lowered his head and took out his wallet.
Seeing that it was a woman who paid, the aunt opened her mouth and was a little surprised, "This...eighty dollars."
"Eighty?" Shen Yinxiao looked at her with wide eyes. The old woman smiled reluctantly and handed over a smaller river lantern that also looked like a lotus. The petals were made of bamboo strips and silk cloth, and were painted with haze powder. The dye is raised layer by layer, and there is a red wax in the middle of the stamen.
It's just that the petals are not as many as the one in her hand. "Madam, look at this. They look almost the same. This one only costs thirty dollars."
She heard the words and looked up, and saw that it was almost the same. Although it was not as exquisite as the one in her hand, it was still good. She was about to put down the lamp in her hand when she was suddenly stopped by a hand.
"Buy it if you like it." He took out a piece of silver and threw it over.
"No, I'll pay." She held her purse and gestured to pay.
Wei Cheng frowned: "Shen Yinxiao, are you rich?"
"It's okay..." She was rarely firm, "I still have enough money to buy two lamps."
"Mom, bring me two of these small ones."
"okay!"
The aunt carefully handed his money back to him. Seeing that he didn't move, Shen Yinxiao quickly reached out to take it and stuff it into his hand.
Wei Cheng's face was cold, his firm brows and straight nose were half-dark under the galaxy-like lantern wall, and his long eyelashes cast gorgeous shadows under his eyes, like frozen butterflies.
Shen Yinxiao held a lamp in one hand and walked in front, with the corners of his face and mouth raised unconsciously. The man behind him crossed his arms and seemed to be lazily walking step by step, but he followed closely behind him.
The lights were bright, and she suddenly looked back and saw that he was in the dimly lit place.
"What?" He raised his eyelids and looked at her.
"Aren't you happy?" Shen Yinxiao looked at his expression. Ever since he bought the lantern, he seemed a little dull, not at all as happy as when he came out of Chunfeng Tower.
"What's there to be unhappy about?" He waved his sleeves, ignored her, and walked forward.
She picked up one and stretched it out in front of him: "Here you go."
"No need." He pushed away and glanced at the lantern with some disgust.
"Not a kid."
"It's not like children put up river lanterns." She whispered.
The two of them had already reached the river, and boats and boats were passing by. There was broken ice floating on the river, and lanterns were floating in it. They were shining brightly against the ice. There were many people standing on both sides of the river, all holding lanterns in their hands. Or fold a paper boat and squat on the shore to release it.
There are men and women, old and young.
"Let it go with me, you promised me." She persuaded him softly and put the lamp into his hand.
"Make a wish when you release it. Believe it or not, just have fun with it." She took out the fire folder and wiped it open. The orange firelight illuminated her delicate face, like a cloud wandering at night.
After lighting the lamp in her hand, she brought the flame closer and blocked the wind with her hand, "Light it, light it."
He always sneered at such rumors about ghosts and gods, but he said nothing at this time and allowed her to carefully light the lamp in her hand. She blew out the candle, stuffed it into her sleeve pocket, and squatted on the bluestone steps by the river. Come down, carefully place the river lantern on the water, watch it float away tremblingly, clasp your hands and close your eyes.
Wei Cheng bent over and threw his own lantern into the water. The two river lanterns collided lightly, separated again, and drifted slowly downstream.
The rosy-pink lamps and orange-yellow stamens blend into the center of the star-like Fanyang River, gradually drifting away.
"What wish did you make?" He touched her hair, looked at the men and women by the river with some disdain, and turned to look at her mockingly: "Instead of wishing for a lamp, you might as well wish for me."
I'm done for if I tell you.
She silently cursed in her heart.
"What did the general wish for?"
she asked rhetorically.
"I have no wishes." His dark eyes looked at the few stars in the sky, and the cold moon was like a curved hook.
He took out a string of beads from his arms and made a soft "clatter" sound.
He held her wrist and slowly wrapped the long bead string in his hand around her wrist.
"What is this?" She looked down under the flickering light. In her hand was a bead chain made of colorful clear beads. Each one was crystal clear, and the colors were shining: "Is it fragrant gray glass?"
"When did you ask for it?" She looked at him in surprise: "There are so many of them, they are so beautiful."
"Do you like it?" He pursed his lips, reflecting her look in his eyes.
She touched the bead chain wrapped five or six times around her wrist and said nothing.
"Too expensive."
"Do you like it?" He said "tsk".
After a long moment, she nodded: "I like it."
As the night got darker, the two of them walked back along the river. Wei Ning followed from behind and whispered to Wei Cheng: "General, the eldest son wants to see you, and the governor also wants to see you."
Wei Cheng laughed, walked up the steps, and reached out to take Shen Yinxiao's hand beside him: "It came quickly, so I just said I wasn't free, let's do it tomorrow."
Shen Yinxiao whispered: "It's getting late, I have to go back. The general and Brother Wei have something to do, so I won't delay."
Wei Ning also said: "General, Chen Zhao searched the kiln today... and found the governor."
Wei Cheng clicked his tongue, lowered his head and said to Shen Yinxiao: "I asked Wei Ning to take you back. In the past few days, there is also the Chinese New Year, so stay at home and don't run around."
"Um."
After watching Shen Yinxiao leave, Wei Cheng turned around and mounted his horse.
Another table of wine and food was exchanged in the private room of Chunfeng Tower. Wei Zheng, dressed in white and wearing a jade crown, was kneeling on a soft cushion and making tea.
Seeing a gust of cold air behind him, he poured a cup into the tea cup opposite without looking back.
The hands are as white as jade, and they have the character of cultivating bamboo. Coupled with the pair of shiny eyes, they are like orchids and jade trees, and they have a myriad of graces.
"It's really not easy to meet Erlang."
"What's the hurry?" He sat down with a smile and leaned back, looking like a wandering man: "My father also wants to see me, but it's not like he can't."
"I lost a lot of money tonight." Wei Zheng raised his eyelids.
A lacquered wooden box was placed at hand, and he tapped it with his fingers: "That batch of gold."
"Thank you." Wei Cheng opened the copper buckle, glanced at it, and raised his eyebrows, "Brother, don't worry. Today is just a routine inspection. All the people arrested will be sent back in a few days."
"That's good." Wei Zheng said lightly and took a sip of tea. It was this year's new tea, Laojun Mei. "I'm afraid it's not just for the gold, right?"
"I remember I told my eldest brother that day, don't touch my people." Wei Cheng frowned and took the tea he handed him.
"No wonder." Wei Zheng nodded, "Wang Yuanjun did come to me that day and asked me where you were. I just happened to know that, thinking that she was my future sibling, I sold her this favor. Now it seems that I was wrong. .”
Wei Cheng suddenly laughed: "Are you here to form an alliance?"
