Chapter 173 The Lantern Festival

The old woman was completely stunned. She looked at Jing Li, and Jing Li also looked back at her. The two of them touched each other, and there was an unsatisfactory feeling, but the old woman's eyes were also deeply impressed. She stood up, took a step back, then bowed deeply and said respectfully, "Miss, talented, old woman. It's better to sigh. If you dare to ask the young lady's name, the old woman will keep it in mind.

Jing Li hurriedly got up, grabbed Yu Mo's hand, waved his hand and said, "No, the lamp will compete, regardless of winning or losing. The old aunt's literary style is also unforgettable. If there is a chance, we will leave the poem next time."

"Miss!" The old woman suddenly shouted, walked to the lamp-studded table, took out a bamboo roll from it, and then said, "It's also a fate for my old woman to get to know the young lady at this age. Although this book is not very useful, I think the young lady is also quite talented in governing the country. If you are free, you can also read it."

Jing Li was also afraid that he would not be able to leave. He quickly reached out and took it in his arms, and then said, "Well, thank you, aunt and aunt for giving up her love. I'm leaving. Let's say goodbye."

"Farewell, goodbye!" Everyone also made concessions and made a small way for her. After the two of them went far away, someone in the crowd whispered, "Auntie, the man just now... the person who is with your poem seems to be... today's emperor."

"Ah..." As soon as this word came out, she was immediately shocked. The woman was immediately stunned and said urgently, "Is this true? How did the emperor come to the market? And she seems to be quite approachable, but how do you know the emperor?

Looking at the old woman's anxious look, the man who spoke just now immediately raised his voice and shouted, "How can I not recognize her? It's just that I'm not sure when it's dark. Don't you recognize her? Yesterday, at the gate in the south of the city, the emperor stood at the gate waiting for the arrival of the prince. The two walked back to the palace together. I knelt down to greet him. Didn't you say that you didn't secretly raise your eyes to see?

As soon as she spoke, everyone immediately remembered. Many people in the crowd nodded and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it's really the emperor. It's her. I saw it, I saw it, and I saw it."

Everyone immediately glanced at what I said, but the old woman's face was suddenly pale. She looked at the direction of Jing Li's departure. After a long time, she silently withdrew her eyes, and then cleaned up the lanterns and left. Everyone was not happy and let her stay, but she simply left the lanterns alone. Since leaving...

"This man is so strange!" Everyone also suddenly felt bored, and they almost dispersed. Jing Li and Yu Mo were still walking around the street. When Yu Mo was different, he was so defensive to Jing Li, but he was still a little dependent on her. He raised his little face and said with envy and admiration: "Your Majesty, you are really bad. Why didn't I know that the emperor was like this before? This is erudite and versatile. I'm afraid there are few pairs of aunts who can make this pair in our Qi country.

"She was unlucky, which made me confused. However, there are still a lot of things you don't know. What you used to know is completely different from me now. At that time, I was just disguising myself and wanted to compete for enough space to enrich myself and learn how to govern the country. But my disguise needs the help of the outside world, so you are one of them. I'm really sorry that you have been hurt because of my selfishness.

"You... did you really pretend before?"

"Yes! Do you think I am the same now as before?

Yu Mo raised his head, looked at Jing Li's beautiful little face, and looked into the eyes that he had never dared to look in. His heartbeat gradually accelerated, and his face was still burning like fire. He hurriedly lowered his head again and whispered, "It seems that... it's a little different."

"It's completely different. I solemnly apologize to you. Don't blame me, okay?" Holding Yu Mo's soft little hand, he was as quiet as a woman. Yu Mo lowered his head and nodded twice. Jing Li smiled comfortably, and then took his hand to leave. At this time, Yu Mo whispered again, "Your Majesty, then... So... what you said to me before, also Is it fake?"

"Uh...this..." Jing Li stretched out her hand and touched the back of her head. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Haha, of course it's all fake. Although Yu Mo is very beautiful, if I really want you, I should pursue you sincerely. I won't flirt with you so irresponsibly, good boy! Didn't you forgive me? Let's turn over the past, and I will double your kindness in the future, okay?"

He knows what he has said. He really wants to put a chip in the original prince's mind and record all his previous memories. Jing Li sighed secretly and took Yu Mo's hand and walked forward. Yu Mo didn't say anything, but his face just brightened suddenly faded. After that, no matter what Jing Li did. To tease him, he never laughed again, and he looked depressed. Jing Li had to take him back to the palace boringly, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, man's heart, undersea needle!

Back to the palace, it was the third update at midnight. Because Taihe Hall was lived by Wenbo, when Jing Li couldn't sleep in the dark night, he went to the East Palace and sat in the bedroom. The previous dusk and dusk passed through her mind. Yin Zhaoyu's bits bits and pieces. She missed it from the bottom of her heart. It was late at night, and when she was quiet, she did not Unexpectedly, after Yin Zhaoyu's death, why did even Yin Xiuzhen disappear? Could it be that... As she said, she really escaped from Kyoto alone and went to move rescuers?

Zhaoyu, Zhaoyu, I owe you too much. Jing Li wiped the silver needle and climbed silently on the table. For a long time, she was still not sleepy at all. Then she walked out of the East Palace and came to the Royal Garden. Although there were no summer flowers here, the air was cold, but she still However, standing there, the thin figure became smaller in the moonlight. Recalling the world of the female master at the beginning and now, she couldn't help singing in a low voice.

"I'm guiding you, silently opening the flower season of fate, I'm serving you, devoutly writing words for you, young and unjecturely staring, and welcoming you beautifully! The overflowing glory in an instant, the epiphany of the inexplicable imitation all day long. You say I'm nervous and care the same as others. You say I'm wandering and have unrestrained imagination. You say I'm wandering... You say I'm wandering..."