The wind blows the plum blossoms over Guanshan

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of August, and there was only half a month left until Murong Zhaohui left.The hottest time in the palace has passed and autumn is here.

After the red lotus bloomed, Murong Zhaohui often went to the red lotus pond, and Chang Sheng quietly waited for him, staring at the coquettish red lotus in a daze.When the lotus is in red, Changsheng will miss the osmanthus trees he planted at home and the sweet osmanthus cakes made by Aunt Zhang. Although there are osmanthus trees in the palace, and Xiaoshuang and Yanzi can also make osmanthus cakes, Changsheng always feels that something is missing.

One hot afternoon, Changsheng lay on the table, feeling uncomfortably hot.The master talked about Confucius and Mencius endlessly, but in fact few people listened at all.After being crowned king, all the princes felt that they had become adults and didn't need to listen to these things anymore.Chang Sheng turned his head to look at Murong Zhaohui, he listened very seriously, his eyes were fixed on the book, and he circled it from time to time.The rest of the princes were playing their own games, looking absent-minded.Changsheng pulled himself together, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and continued to listen to his master's nagging.Changsheng thought he had no talent for learning, and in fact he was almost the same, but it was always right to learn more, he didn't want to disappoint Murong Zhaohui.

Changsheng was trying to memorize what the master said, when a small ball of paper was thrown from behind, Changsheng could figure out whose favorite trick was playing with his toes.He cast a glance at Zhao Guangyu, but Zhao Guangyu smiled all over his face, signaling Changsheng to open it with his eyes.Chang Sheng opened the note, it turned out that Zhao Guangyu wanted to invite him out of the palace to play.The liveliness of Longcheng was only deeply experienced when I was a child. After entering the palace at the age of ten, there were very few opportunities to leave the palace. When I had time to go out of the palace, I mostly stayed with my father and went shopping with him in the nearby markets. Real fun is almost nonexistent.

Changsheng turned his head to look at Murong Zhaohui, and wanted to take Murong Zhaohui out to play together, but after thinking about it, he felt that he only wanted to go with Murong Zhaohui, and he didn't want to have Zhao Guangyu or anyone else.After thinking about it, he wrote back a note to Zhao Guangyu, saying that he had something to do and he would not go.

After class, Chang Sheng thought back to the excitement he had seen when he was a child, and thought about going to Chudi soon, and it would be difficult to take a look at the streets of Longcheng in the future.But...it would be too boring if he was the only one going out, he wanted to call Murong Zhaohui, but...with Murong Zhaohui's personality, would he go?

"Your Highness..." Chang Sheng called the person in front of him, but he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Murong Zhaohui turned around.

"Has your Highness been outside? I mean... outside the palace, on the streets of Dragon City..."

Murong Zhaohui thought for a while, and said, "I've been there, I've been there a long time ago, and now I almost forgot what it was like."

"Your Highness, shall we go together? There will be no chance in the future." Chang Sheng said hastily.

Murong Zhaohui smiled: "So you wanted to tell me this. It's really boring to rarely leave the court these years."

"Your Highness means...?"

"When did you say you were going?"

When Changsheng heard this, he immediately became excited: "Just tonight! It's almost fifteen. I heard that there are lantern riddles and lantern festivals every day recently. It's very fun." Changsheng heard that it was Zhao Guangyu's paper. article told him.To be honest, Chang Sheng really felt guilty for always rejecting Zhao Guangyu.

At night, Longcheng is brightly lit, and the pavilions beside the street are covered with colorful lights.The heat of the day was blown away by the night wind, and Chang Sheng only felt refreshed all over.Originally thought that Murong Zhaohui would bring Little Swallow and the others with him, but unexpectedly it was only the two of them, Chang Sheng couldn't help secretly laughing.

The streets of Dragon City are very lively. When night falls, the street market is full of people.The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and many lanterns are hung on the street, and riddles are written on the lanterns, which is dizzying.Seeing many people, Chang Sheng did not dare to take it lightly, and followed Murong Zhaohui closely to protect his safety.But Murong Zhaohui was so eye-catching that he attracted the attention of passers-by on the street.Today, he is wearing a simple white thin shirt, tied with a belt of the same color, and the clothes flutter in the breeze like a fairy.What's more, he still has such a beautiful face, it's no wonder he doesn't attract attention.Chang Sheng was a little worried when he saw the crowds on the street, and his eyes lit up when he saw a peddler selling Kunlun slave masks.

"Mr. Mu, let's go and have a look." Changsheng still knows some things when he is away from home.Murong is the surname of the royal family, it is not good to be heard by others.Although Murong Zhaohui was relatively restrained, Chang Sheng could tell that he was curious about some novelties on the street.Seeing a lot of strange-looking masks on the hawker's stall, Murong Zhaohui couldn't help asking: "Changsheng, what are these? Why are these masks so strange."

"This is the mask of Kunlun slaves. Kunlun slaves are black and strong but have a gentle temperament. Many nobles and wealthy families like to find Kunlun slaves as guards."

"So that's how it is. It's really interesting."

The peddler eagerly approached him and said, "My lord, this mask is very fashionable now, and many people buy it, why don't you choose two?" Murong Zhaohui touched the mask, sighed lightly as if remembering something, and put the mask on his face again. Put the mask back in place.Changsheng wondered, didn't he like it just now?

"Changsheng, I was in a hurry when I came here, I forgot to bring money."

"Young master, don't worry, Changsheng has it with him." Changsheng smiled and returned the mask that Murong Zhaohui put down to him, picked another one himself, and then took out the silver taels to the shopkeeper. "Put it on, let's go to see the lantern."

Murong Zhaohui put on a mask to cover his face.Seeing that peerless face was covered, Chang Sheng finally felt relieved.There were a lot of people in the street market, and the crowd was coming, Chang Sheng was afraid that he would get separated from Murong Zhaohui, so he subconsciously held Murong Zhaohui's hand.Changsheng was a little nervous, his palms were sweating.But Murong Zhaohui didn't intend to ask him to let go, the two of them walked to the river holding hands like this.

There were rows of lanterns hanging by the river, with lantern riddles written on them, Murong Zhaohui looked at them one by one, and stopped in front of a lantern.Chang Sheng felt that he might be stumped, so he leaned over to look, and saw the writing on the lotus-shaped lantern: "The tip of the head is as thin as silver, and the body is as thin as silver. The name is not half a cent; the eyes grow to the buttocks, and the clothes are not recognized. people."

"Changsheng, do you know what this is?" Murong Zhaohui asked.

Changsheng looked at it for a while, thought carefully, and shook his head: "I can't guess."

"Where is the answer to the riddle? Who should I ask if I can't figure it out?"

Changsheng turned the lantern around, trying to find the answer on the lantern, but he couldn't find the answer after turning around for a long time. Seeing a young hawker selling lanterns nearby, he took the lantern to him and asked him.

"Brother, do you know the answer to the mystery on this lantern?"

The peddler took a look at the lantern and said with a smile: "The two gentlemen are definitely not ordinary people."

"How to say?"

"This thing is indispensable for ordinary people, but the sons and brothers of the rich and powerful families probably don't pay much attention to it. 'The eyes grow to the buttocks, only recognize the clothes but not the person' This thing is the needle in the girl's hand, It is indispensable for sewing clothes and embroidering."

After the peddler said this, the two suddenly realized.

"So that's the case, little brother, how much is your lantern?"

"Two pennies."

"Give me two."

"okay."

Chang Sheng paid the money and handed one of the lanterns to Murong Zhaohui.

"Let's go put the lanterns."

Murong Zhaohui nodded, did not say much, and walked to the river with the lantern.Many young men and women gathered on the bank of the river, made a wish to the lantern, then lit candles and put the lantern into the river, letting it float into the distance.

"I have read so many books, but I have never experienced life in detail. Over the years, it seems that I have been living in a dream, and I don't even understand many ordinary things."

Chang Sheng and others borrowed the fire and lit the candles on the lantern.After the candles are lit, the lanterns become bright.

"Make a wish, maybe it will come true."

Murong Zhaohui closed his eyes, meditated for a while and put the lantern into the water.

"Changsheng, it's great to have you by my side." Murong Zhaohui said softly.

Hearing what Murong Zhaohui said, Chang Sheng was startled, his hands shook, the lantern floated down the water, and then his face felt hot.

"If...if you want, I will always be with you." Changsheng replied in a very low voice, very cautiously.

It was late at night, and fireworks were suddenly set off on the other bank, illuminating Changsheng's eyes brightly.Murong Zhaohui stood up, took Changsheng's hand, and whispered in his ear: "Changsheng, don't treat me like a prince, can we be like friends?"

Changsheng nodded, blushing.

"Call me by my name from now on, Zhaohui. Let's go, let's go to the other side to watch the fireworks."

Murong Zhaohui held Chang Sheng's hand, and the two of them passed through the crowd, took the transition bridge, and reached the other side.

It is said that this batch of fireworks is newly purchased by the government when the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. They will try to release a batch tonight, which happens to be in time for them to catch up.Changsheng was very happy and kept smiling while watching the fireworks.Although the fireworks were not as gorgeous as those displayed in the palace, Chang Sheng felt that they were the most beautiful fireworks he had ever seen.

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