Give you a spring

Two days later, it came to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which was the Shangyuan Festival.

This is not only a day for all the people to celebrate, but also the best time for Emperor Chong to introduce Pingwei to the civil and military officials, so the palace sent people to send clothes early.

Xu Bo sent the clothes to Pingwei's room. He Zhou glanced at them and saw that they looked pretty, but the style was very cumbersome and it should be troublesome to wear.

"Do you want me to help you dress?" He Zhou asked.

"How can I help?" Ping Wei asked casually, putting a piece of beef into the bowl.

Uncle Xu was not there at this time, and the surrounding servants were also standing in a corner five feet away from them. He Zhou leaned into his ear, "Take off?"

Ping smiled, "No."

"You must look good in that dress," He Zhou said while touching his waist without hesitation, "It's very thin here."

The smile on Pingwei's face became more obvious, and he didn't speak.

He Zhou picked a piece of fish for him, "Eat more, the banquet at night is not as comfortable as it is now, you must eat very little."

"Will someone make me a supper when I get back from eating?"

He Zhou was taken aback, and instinctively agreed, "Yes, what do you want to eat?"

Ping raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I want to eat mutton noodles."

"Okay, I'll make it for you," He Zhou agreed.

Ping smiled until his eyes rolled up.

They returned to the room after dinner, feeling a little sleepy, and fell on He Zhou as if he had no bones, "Are you going to sleep?" the other party asked.

"No," he replied, "I have to get up and change in two hours."

"Shen Shi? Will it be a little rushed?"

"It's okay. The banquet is at Xushi. If you arrive earlier, you may be able to get close to many people."

"You don't like it?"

"I don't like it," Ping Wei yawned, "I may be a bit like my elder brother Xie Shi, I don't like to socialize."

He Zhou didn't have much impression of Xie Shi, he said "um" and asked, "Then...do you want to do it?"

"What?" Ping Wei was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "I don't want to prostitute myself in the daytime."

"You said you could."

"Where is it?" Ping Wei raised his hand to poke his face, "Don't wrong me."

He Zhou didn't speak, his left arm was around Pingwei's waist, but his right hand reached out to his belt, trying to untie it.

Ping Wei let him move, and waited until the other party put his hand on his waist before grabbing the evil hand, "Stop, I have to go out later."

He Zhou ignored him, moved his arms, moved his hands to his stomach, and said, "I ate so much just now, I need to exercise."

"I can't get fat," Ping Wei opened his clothes, and the weather is still very cold. Even though the door is closed, he still feels a bit cold, so he put his hands on his stomach and leaned on the other person and whispered softly, "Yesterday Didn't you say I'm just lying on the bed?"

"Then I'm fat, I need to exercise," He Zhou immediately changed his words and said seriously.

Ping smiled and looked him up and down, "Where is the fat?"

"You'll know if you feel it," He Zhou answered politely, and began to take off his clothes.

Ping looked at him with a full smile, got up and wanted to move away from him, but just as he moved, he was hugged back again. He Zhou bit his ear gently, and murmured, "You don't want...the hug Is it all right at once?"

"Hmm..." Ping Wei was bitten so badly that he couldn't breathe, and the two immediately started messing around on the bed.

But after playing, at the second quarter of Shen Shi, he walked out of the courtyard fully dressed.

At this time, the sky is in two colors, half is eroded by black, and the other half is still azure blue, and the observation platform is between the two colors, looking from a distance, it is particularly spectacular.On weekdays, the street full of small stalls is empty, only two or three pedestrians walking on the side of the road. Everyone closes the stall early and goes home to eat, waiting for the night to come completely, and come out to play.

Two quarters of an hour later, the carriage stopped, and Ping lifted the curtain slightly, and saw the words "Watching the Moon Platform" on the top - the strokes of the knife head and swallow tail, which were said to be written by Emperor Chong himself.

After the announcement, the closed door was opened to both sides, and the lights inside were brightly lit, and there were solemn guards in the distance.

It's finally here.

He strode in.