Unsuccessful

The masters of Prince Mu's Mansion had finished their meals and it was already mid-moon. The snow had already cleared at that point in the afternoon, revealing a clear and cold moon with a slight curvature, hanging far away. Lord Fengzhuo pulled the princess Go back to the house and prepare to chant poems to the moon, and discuss life by the way.

To this, Feng Tuo could only give a long sigh in response, and dragged Jing Luo away.

In the past, Feng Tuo could leave Princess Luo Yan and Prince Feng Zhuo, but he couldn't do without Jing Luo. It was because they were both grown up and it was inconvenient to sleep together, so they separated the two rooms.

"A Tuo, walk slowly, the road is slippery." Jing Luo looked at Feng Tuo who was walking in front of him, and said helplessly.

"No, you and I are the only ones left. My presents are all ready. Where did you give me?" Feng Tuo didn't stop on his feet, turned his back and walked backwards.

Jing Luo was so frightened that he hurriedly approached him to support him, and let him fall carefully, "Bones are brittle in winter, and if you fall, you won't be able to get out of bed next spring."

The two stood still and got very close, the moonlight and the surrounding lights intertwined into a fine and dense net, slowly enveloping Feng Tuo's heart, Feng Tuo saw a smile in Jing Luo's eyes, and the temperature followed the two The place where the fingers touched began to rise, making Feng Tuo feel that the breathing of the two of them began to intertwine.

Feng Tuo took a step back and walked into the yard, hesitating and saying, "Ah, A Luo, let's go quickly, it's a bit cold."

Jing Luo smiled, grabbed Feng Tuo's wrist, and said in a low voice, "Okay, go slowly, I'll hold you."

As he spoke, he found the hand along his wrist, held it, and walked slowly.

Feng Tuo didn't break free either, the emotion on the dinner table was like jewels that could change color, at the moment it was scorching red, blown by the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, warming his whole body.

"Go into the house." Feng Tuo wanted to dawdle on the road for a while, but Jing Luo was worried about his weak body, Feng Tuo wanted to argue, but was shot back to his original shape by Jing Luo's eyes, curling his mouth Wang Jingluo was busy in the house, but he felt very happy looking at it, inexplicably happy.

"What are you laughing at? Just like a little fool." Jing Luo looked at Feng Tuo and saw himself smiling, and walked in front of him to rub the top of Feng Tuo's head.

"I don't know, I just think you're really nice, Ah Luo."

"Isn't that? Little heartless." Jing Luo turned around to look at the charcoal fire again, but Feng Tuo grabbed his sleeve.

"Okay, the charcoal fire is hot enough, come and see your birthday present!"

As he spoke, he took out a sandalwood box from the drawer at the head of the bed, and the sandalwood fragrance immediately overflowed. "Here, Ah Luo."

"What is it?" Jing Luo took the square box. On the surface of the box was engraved a picture of an autumn banquet. The mountains and rivers are far away, and the artistic conception is lofty. Cranes fly high.

Jing Luo put the sandalwood box on the table, and when he opened it, he found a jade pendant lying quietly on top of the soft brocade. The face is hollowed out in the middle, and one side is "Liuyun Baifu", with boundless blessings and longevity; while the other side is engraved with the character "Luo", surrounded by plums and bamboos, like a gentleman.

Jing Luo touched the jade pendant repeatedly, from the jade bead on the thread to the tassel at the end, "A Luo, do you see anything?" Looking at Shang Fengtuo's eyes, Jing Luo was funny, even if he knew it, he could only honestly say no. knew.

"No, but there is still a mystery?"

"Of course! He's a prince anyway, so what's the point of giving him a jade pendant?" Feng Tuoqi pulled his shoes, put on his clothes and got off the couch, took the lamp by the bed with him, put them on the table together, and then went to After extinguishing the twelve copper lamps in the room, the darkness instantly invaded most of the room. Feng Tuo came back and sat down with Jing Luo, looked at Jing Luo with a smile, seeing that Jing Luo hadn't figured it out yet, I laughed even more proudly.

"Look!" After speaking, he took off the lampshade of the candlelight, and there was only a little but focused light left. Put the jade pendant close to the candlelight like a bean, and the light immediately passed through "Liuyun Baifu" and "Plum Falling Bamboo" , On the opposite wall, there are shadows of two young people rafting, one standing, one sitting, one pole carrying a drink, even though there are only black shadows, it seems that even the expression on their faces can be seen, Feng Tuo thinks about himself on the top Must be smiling brighter than now.

"Isn't it wonderful?" Feng Tuo put down the jade pendant, pulled back Jing Luo who was a little stunned, and silently waited for the compliment.

"A Tuo, you..." Jing Luo felt something stuck in his throat and couldn't speak, and he failed to organize it for a long time.

"Okay, okay! I know you're so moved that I can't speak, and I'm also moved to tears by myself!" Feng Tuo propped his cheeks with his palms, grinning almost to the ears.

Jing Luo felt that his eyes were a little sore, and he unconsciously raised his hand to touch the face of the person opposite him. He was so close, and in the blink of an eye, reason prevailed, and he rubbed Feng Tuo's head in a daze.

"A Luo, where is my gift?" Feng Tuo felt the palm of A Luo who was always so warm in winter.

"You'll find out later. Well, it's just right, and there's no need to turn off the lights."

Jing Luo leaned over to help Feng Tuo put on the shoes he was pulling, and bowed to cover Feng Tuo's clothes tightly, and shook off the cloak that had been heated by the stove before, and put it on Feng Tuo, After carefully fastening it to ensure that there would not be a trace of wind, he led the people to sit down at the table by the window, finally pushed open the window, and sent out a sleeve arrow as a signal.

Two breaths later, Fengtuo was fascinated by the fireworks all over the sky. Flowers of various colors rushed to bloom in the sky, covering the sky and covering the earth, overwhelming. Before this one was completely annihilated, the other one had already risen to the sky. For a moment, the night was like day , just like the daytime, like thousands of stars falling into the eyes, making the "fire trees and silver flowers".

The fireworks lasted for a full quarter of an hour without interruption, which filled Feng Tuo's heart with fireworks. "A Luo, thank you! Every birthday gives me a different surprise!" Feng Tuo's childish temper, such a grand scene, such kindness is hard to get rid of, he jumped into Jing Luo's arms and tossed non-stop. People played for a long time before they each rested in peace, but their mood could not be calm for a long time.

After the fireworks are over, Feng Tuo's heart remains undefeated; the light and shadow dissipate, but Jing Luo's heart is engraved in his heart.

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