Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

Jing Cheng was planning to get some delicious food for his little pet, to watch the lanterns in the palace, and if it wasn't lively enough, he invited a theater troupe in.

But he never thought of leaving the palace.

After putting forward this idea, the person in front of him turned black and said loudly: "Of course not, of course I have to go out to play on the Lantern Festival." What's the point of being in the palace.

Although Mu Xi doesn't like going out that much, but the Lantern Festival is worth looking forward to.

Putting down the teacup, Mu Xi said, "Your Majesty, you broke your promise about keeping the year old. You have to make up for it this time."

Jing Cheng almost felt that his ears and brain had problems at the same time recently.

Silence is his best attitude at this time.

Mu Xi was not in a hurry, "You can say that you are the emperor who promises everything, but what happened? It's not because I was afraid of thunder and tried hard to keep you, you..." The lover went away a while ago.

"It's all because I work hard enough." But it has nothing to do with your promise.

Mu Xi was determined, and looked at Jing Cheng with firm eyes, "So let's go out of the palace, Your Majesty."

"Last time you..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Mu Xi knew what Jing Cheng was going to say, picked up a piece of pastry and fed it into Jing Cheng's mouth.

His face softened, he squeezed Jing Cheng's fingers, and shook them lightly, "Go out, Your Majesty, I want to go out and play."

"OK."

A sentence was no good, Jing Cheng swallowed as the pastry shook between his lips and teeth, and said, "Okay."

Mu Xi originally wanted to go up to him and give him a kiss as a reward, but he thought about the incident of being rejected last time, and gave up resentfully.

Regarding this bottom line, I have already tried it last time, so there is no need to try again.

On the eve of the Shangyuan Festival, Mu Xi was so excited that he couldn't sleep, he lay on the bed and dragged Jing Cheng to chat, talking nonsense, and asked Jing Cheng to tell him something he hadn't heard before, and he fell asleep after a while.

Get used to it, tuck in the blankets for those around you.

Jing Sheng couldn't sleep.

Tomorrow is really going to leave the palace, Jing Cheng feels very dreamy.

Chewing this word, Mu Xi often said it to him.

He was not feeling well, nor was he looking forward to it.

He agreed, as if he wanted to tear open the wound himself, this is the punishment he should face, and he should no longer escape.

Shangyuan Festival, Xu time.

The two changed into ordinary clothes, boarded the carriage that was always prepared for leaving the palace, and left the palace.

Looking at the familiar style, Mu Xi complained in his heart, how many years, the regular clothes outside the palace still look like this, he really deserves to be boring.

The clothes he was wearing were a little too small. He was seventeen years old, but looking at it this way, it seemed that he hadn't had enough time to tie his hair.

"Your Majesty." Mu Xi shouted.

"Out of the palace, change your mouth." Jing Cheng reminded.

"Yes, what's that called? What identity are we pretending to be." Great, finally you don't need to talk about your Majesty, you can come and go.

"Pretend to be a lonely book boy."

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Looking at the two people's clothes, they don't look like a son or a book boy at all. When did Jing Cheng learn to tell cold jokes during his absence.

Mu Xi pretended he didn't hear it, and said to him: "It doesn't look like anyone else, when the time comes, it will be revealed, and we are more or less pretending to be brothers."

Continued: "Your Majesty, you should also change your words, be careful not to scare people."

The carriage drove into a dark alley, and Mu Xi was carried down by Jing Cheng. The first time he was carried, he was not so confident, and hummed: "I can do this by myself."

Jing Sheng didn't speak.

The time when they came out was just right, and the street was at its busiest time, and people's voices could be heard across an alley.

Even Mu Xi, who always loves to sit alone at home, was infected, it was so lively.

He shouted: "Brother, come quickly." He walked out.

After walking two steps, he realized that there were no footsteps following him. Looking back, Jing Cheng was still standing there, and Mu Xi continued to shout, "Come here, brother."

Only then did Jing Cheng take a step forward and followed.

Brother, Jing Cheng raised his eyes and kept staring at the people walking through the crowd in front of him.

His thin body was hit by someone, and he fell to one side. Jing Cheng grabbed the person casually, grabbed the person back and pulled him away.

"Be careful."

Patting his chest, Mu Xi was taken aback, and said he was fine, as there were so many people.

The street was very lively, and after walking for a long time, Jing Cheng's mood became a little elevated.

A couple took their child out to play. The boy was sitting on his father's neck, holding a small lantern and smiling with his broken teeth.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the whole family gets together during the festival, celebrating the festival happily together.

The streets are bustling, with all walks of life showing their abilities, and all kinds of strange things make people very happy.

As the king of Jingguo, seeing such a scene, it would be false to be indifferent.

Wait a little longer, until the day when the world is unified, people in the world will live a better life.

After being hit by someone just now, Jing Cheng has been holding onto Mu Xi, and now his "brother" is leading him around.

"What are you looking for?" Jing Cheng asked, he could see what he was looking for at a glance.

Mu Xi slowed down and walked beside Jing Cheng, "I'm looking for Tang Hua, you saw it."

Jing Cheng stopped, pulled Mu Xi to walk in the opposite direction, and then turned around, where an old man was scooping out a spoonful of syrup and was about to move the spoon.

Mu Xi whispered, "Why didn't I see it just now?"

Mu Xi didn't ask Jing Cheng, and asked the uncle for two sugar paintings, a phoenix and a rabbit.

Looking at the two completed sugar paintings, Mu Xi turned them around in his hands, they were so beautiful, and smiled and stuffed the rabbit into Jing Cheng's hands.

"Brother, give you the rabbit and me the phoenix." Mu Xi smiled.

Jing Cheng is good-looking, but his face is always so cold that it can drop scum, and he always has an aura of retreating from idleness, his sword eyebrows are sheathed, and he is very serious.

At this time, he was holding a cute rabbit candy painting in his hand, and he was pulling a beautiful boy by the side, which seemed a bit out of harmony and a little cramped.

Mu Xi smirked, "Brother, you won't be shy."

He knocked the "bad brother" on the head with Tanghua, and continued: "Your one is a phoenix, Gu, shouldn't mine be a dragon?"

Mu Xi laughed, "I'm afraid you forgot that the dragon is the symbol of the Tian family, who dares to draw a dragon and sell it." Hmph, naive.

"Then I don't want a rabbit, I want a phoenix." The phoenix and the real dragon are just right, and the last sentence burst out in his mind, Jing Cheng seemed to have returned to many years ago, and there were two teenagers holding two Sugar painting, very happy to eat.

"This is impossible," Mu Xi immediately turned his face, "Brother can't grab food from me."

"First, I paid for it. Second," Mu Xi jumped to Jingcheng's ear, lowering his voice, "Your Majesty, you don't like sweets, so why do you want to fight me? I am a phoenix watcher." Sugar is what you want the most, and it’s for you to waste.”

"Look at how cute this little rabbit is, does it look a bit like me, so you should eat this." Mu Xi said, ignoring Jing Cheng and continuing to walk forward.

Jing Cheng looked at Mu Xi's hand on his knuckles, he let go of it just now when he got to the sugar painting booth, and before he let go of Mu Xi, he grabbed it instead and held it tightly.

Trying to put the little rabbit's ears into his mouth, he sucked it, it was a little sweet.

The person in front of him was overjoyed, rushing ahead, looking at this and that, feeling curious.

Every once in a while, I would look back at him, as if afraid of losing him, and when I looked back again, there was a smile in the corner of my eyes, melting the cold.

The lion dance team suddenly came to this street, and the narrow street immediately became crowded, and the excited crowd squeezed closer to the lion dance team to win the prize.

Jing Cheng pulled Mu Xi back and held him in his arms.The two were pushed back and forth by the crowd, and they were squeezed to the edge within a few strokes.

"It's so crowded." Mu Xi sighed, he had no interest in lion dance, he mainly wanted to watch it with Jing Cheng, but it was too crowded, this kind of physical work was what he hated the most.

While pushing and shoving, Jingcheng's little rabbit disappeared, but he still protected Mu Xi's phoenix.

There were too many people, Jing Cheng pulled Mu Xi to lean against the wall, and stood outside to protect the people with his arms, if it wasn't for his strength, the people outside could squeeze the two of them close together.

The two were very close, breathing on each other's faces, and there was only a phoenix whose wings had been eaten between them.

Outside, there are people clinging to each other, and only he is protected by the wall. Jing Cheng used his body and arms to create a gap, which made him feel much better.

Seeing Jing Cheng's chest being squeezed closer and closer, Mu Xi's heart warmed.

The king of a country is here to serve as a wall for him.

The passers-by raised something, he saw something rubbing against Jing Cheng's shoulder, and the people in front of him didn't make a sound.

Mu Xi said anxiously: "Brother, did it hit you?"

Jing Cheng shook his head and wiped it lightly, it didn't bother him.

The lion dance team had already turned the corner and turned to another street. The crowd dispersed and the street became much wider.

"Thank you." Mu Xi said softly.

On the contrary, Jing Cheng was surprised, his little pet waiter would also say thank you, "Suddenly changed sex?"

Mu Xi pouted, and sincerely said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, brother." Then he smiled and continued to pull Jingcheng to another street.

"There are so many people over there." I didn't know what I was doing, so I wanted to go and see, "Brother, do you want to see?"

I don't know how he yelled so smoothly, it made Jing Cheng feel like he had yelled that way a long time ago.

"If you want to go see it, I'll accompany you alone." Jing Cheng paused and changed his words, "Brother just accompany you to see it."

Jing Cheng led him into the crowd. It turned out to be a flower stand surrounded by boys and girls, enthusiastic and excited, and a row of good-looking brothers and sisters stood on it.

I haven't seen this kind of show before during the Lantern Festival. He asked Jing Cheng, "Brother, what's going on here?"

As a qualified king, Jing Sheng really knows this folk program.

"A folklore in the Shangyuan Festival in Jingguo. The best participants selected can choose all the people. If you look at the favorite, you can throw flowers. Whoever throws them must be with you and you can't refuse them until the Shangyuan Festival. Finish."

It is said that this program can fulfill many couples every year during the Lantern Festival.

"This is interesting," mainly because he has been in this world for so long and hasn't seen it yet, "Brother, let's go a little further, I want to see it."

Jing Cheng led him forward again, during which time he rolled his eyes a few times, Mu Xi stared back indifferently, and didn't even look at him anymore.

When he got close to the flower stage, Mu Xicai could clearly see the handsome men and women on the stage. They were indeed good-looking, but not as good-looking as him.

"Not as good-looking as me," humming, "isn't it, brother."

Jing Cheng didn't speak, Mu Xi quit, and kept making trouble, "Really, brother, do you think so?"

Jing Cheng was helpless, looked at the stands, and then at the people around him, indeed, there was no comparison.

"Yes."

"You still need to look at it so seriously," Mu Xi didn't know why he was unwilling, and continued to be embarrassed, "What is it, brother?"

His hand was shaken, Jing Cheng sighed, and replied, "I'm not as good-looking as you."

Mu Xi proudly said: "That is."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah."

"Ah, look at me, here, here, son, here."

The surrounding shouted frantically, it turned out that the flowers had already started to be thrown, and those who had just been thrown had already stepped onto the stage and left in pairs.

The second young master stood up, holding a delicate flower in his hand, and was looking down the stage.

"This is quite fun, but it's a pity that we came out late. Next time we come earlier, let's compare. My brother and I will definitely be able to throw flowers on stage."

"Oh?" Jing Cheng reminded in Mu Xi's ear, "That lonely little pet, what do you want to choose to spend a good night together?"

This sentence shocked Mu Xi's back into a cold sweat. It was as if he had blatantly put a cuckold on King Jing just now.

Stuttering, "No, no, no."

Before they could finish speaking, there was another exclamation from the crowd, and they saw that delicate and charming flower drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and fell into Jingcheng's arms precisely.

The author has something to say: Mu Xi: ...? ? ?

Jingcheng: This flower was an accident, an accident!

The ancient hair bundle refers to a 15-year-old man.

I have something to do all day today, so I rushed to post the code early at night. This is 5.5, and it will be gone at 5.6 o'clock in the evening. [-] see you