Master is a white moonlight

The sixteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar is the "Lantern Festival" of Ji State, and it is also the birthday of Ji State's high priest.

Because the high priest only loves lotus, so every year on this day, every household will make lotus lanterns, light special scented wax, and place them on the surface of rivers and lakes.

Since the time of Xu, there have been successive lotus lanterns appearing on the water.When Haishi arrives, the entire winding moat will be illuminated by tens of thousands of lotus lanterns.

Leng Yizhen deliberately disguised herself and put on a light blue men's suit, her thick light brown long hair was all rolled up and bundled in a white jade crown.

No makeup was applied on the face, and a pair of jet-black autumn pupils were full of water waves all the time, making it difficult for people to detect that it was not a girl's body at a glance.

"Your Royal Highness, you look so handsome!" Cuizhu couldn't help praising, and said, she put a white jade folding fan in front of Leng Yijiao, "Your Highness, if you take this folding fan again, it will be even more beautiful." It's windy."

Leng Yizhen turned her head, and her eyes fell on the folding fan in Cuizhu's hand.

This is a very ordinary folding fan, with white jade as the bone and plain white silk as the fan surface, with two lines of characters inscribed on it.

[I don't see you in a day, it's like March.Not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns. 】

Due to the domestic jade in Ji, many things in the palace are made of jade, even the bowls and chopsticks used in daily life are made of white jade.

"This word..." Leng Yizhen looked down at the Xiaozhuan on the fan, and then looked up at Cuizhu, "Why does it look like I wrote it?"

"Look, servant girl...this is Your Highness Princess's handwriting." Cuizhu then looked down at the fan and thought for a while before replying.

Leng Yizhen once again set his eyes on the folding fan, stretched out his hand and stroked the fan gently with his fingertips.

Maybe this Princess Feng Yi also has a sweetheart?

Suddenly, a clear dialogue flashed in Leng Yizhen's mind, still ringing in his ears.

"Master, I haven't seen you for several days."

"For the teacher's southern tour, I brought a small gift to the princess."

"What is it? Show me!"

"Eh...a broken fan, I don't care."

"Princess's calligraphy is very good. I would like to ask for a pair of calligraphy for my teacher, okay?"

"Master, what do you mean by asking the apprentice to inscribe on this fan?"

"Exactly."

"Then who is this fan given to?"

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the hall, interrupting the conversation in Leng Yizhen's mind.

"Your Highness, Jin An." Biyu appeared at the entrance of the hall in palace attire, and bowed to salute.

Leng Yizhen came back to his senses, gently pressed his temples with his fingertips, and then looked up at the entrance of the hall.

"Get up!" Leng Yijiao asked quickly with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Is the high priest ready?"

"Back to Your Highness, yes." Biyu got up, still lowered her head, and replied respectfully, "The high priest is ready and waiting for you at the north gate."

"Okay! I'll go there now!" Leng Yizhen jumped up and put away the folding fan in his hand.

"Your Highness, I will prepare the sedan chair right now." Biyu said respectfully.

"No need!" Leng Yizhen waved his hand at Biyu, and trotted out of Fengning Hall.

From the north gate of the imperial palace, beyond the high red brick wall, is the folk of all beings.

Leng Yijiao trotted all the way towards the north gate, and the two maidservants behind her also had to hold up the corners of their skirts and chased him all the way.

The backyard of the palace has never been so unruly.

Cuizhu was very happy, she glanced at Biyu beside her from time to time, but Biyu had a nervous and embarrassed expression on her face.

At the north gate, Xuan Love stood alone in ivory white men's clothing.A head of blue silk is bundled in a white jade crown, fixed by a plain white jade hairpin, and the eyebrows are both heroic and charming.

She wore a white silk veil on her face, and her tall nose protruded in a beautiful arc under the veil, revealing only the pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes that confuse all living beings.

The phoenix eyes half-closed and looked ahead, their eyes were as deep as ever.

When the figure of Leng Yijiao came into sight, a slight smile appeared on Xuanqi's lips, and most of the coldness in his eyes disappeared.

..........

The two left the palace together in a carriage, and stopped at a place where there were many crowds.

"Xiao'er, let's go down and have a look." Xuan Qiao looked sideways at Leng Yiluo who was beside her, and said, "There are so many people here that even a carriage can't get through."

"Wow!" Leng Yizhen withdrew his hand holding the window curtain, turned his head and showed a big smile at Xuan Love.

Xuan Loo didn't make a sound, only smiled back, and naturally took Leng Yiluo's hand.Another finger intersects, and the ten fingers intertwine.

Leng Yizhen looked down at the intertwined fingers of the two, then looked up at Xuan Ai, unable to utter a word for a while.

"There are too many people, I'm afraid that Jian'er will get lost."

"En." Leng Yizhen lowered his head again, pursed his lower lip lightly, and responded in a low voice.

The two of them left behind a group of guards and maidservants, and disappeared in the crowd like ordinary people.

The crowd was indeed very crowded, with pedestrians jostling shoulder to shoulder, and it took a long time to walk a short distance.

Vendors on the street yelled loudly from time to time, selling all kinds of gadgets.Naturally, the majority of lotus lamps are sold.

"Want to go and have a look?" Xuan Qiao saw Leng Yijiao's thoughts and asked.

"En." Leng Yizhen nodded heavily, and his eyes once again fell on the small vendors on both sides of the street.

Xuan Qian smiled, led Leng Yijiao through the crowd, and walked towards a small vendor selling lotus lanterns.

Just now, Leng Yizhen looked at this small vendor more than once.If you look too focused, how can you let the people around you not know.

"Girl, take a look." The vendor was a young woman in her prime, and she stood out among the male vendors.

"Girl?!" Leng Yijiao smiled awkwardly, but was exposed at a glance.

Isn't it shown on TV that as long as you put on men's clothing and tie up your long hair, you won't be noticed?

"Isn't it?" The woman looked at Leng Yijiao, and asked with a clever smile, "The girl is so feminine, but she doesn't look like a man at all."

Leng Yizhen smiled awkwardly, nodded, expressing his acquiescence.

"Miss, you can take a look. I have been making lotus lanterns for more than ten years." The woman said proudly, "I guarantee that the quality is good and the price is cheap, and the girl will definitely like it."

"Thank you, I'll just take a look." Leng Yijiao raised his head, his eyes swept across the lotus lanterns hanging high.

The lotus lanterns are of different sizes and shapes, and the petals are as thin as cicada wings.Blossoming lotus flowers are hung layer upon layer on the raised wooden frame, like a dazzling lotus blossoming out of a tree.

"Which one do you like, girl?" The woman took down two lotus lanterns, one pink and one vermilion, held both in her palms, and brought them to Leng Yijiao.

"Girl, take it and see, it doesn't matter." The woman said with a smile and sent the lotus lantern in her palm forward.

Leng Yizhen took the vermilion lotus lantern from the woman's hand, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, and looked at it intently.

"Who is the girl putting on the lantern for?" The woman continued without waiting for Leng Yijiao's answer, "Is it for the high priest to pray for blessings, or to make a wish for herself?"

"High Priest?"

"Isn't the girl from Ji Kingdom?!"

"I....."

"Today is the high priest's birthday!" The woman smiled slightly, her words filled with the pride of being a native of Ji, "The high priest only loves lotus, so every year on the [-]th day of the lunar calendar, the common people will put up lotus lanterns to pray for the high priest." , This is the origin of the 'Lantern Festival'. Only on this day, those women who have not left the cabinet are allowed to come out to play."

"Do you want this vermilion lotus lantern, Miss? Or this pink lotus lantern?" The woman smiled mysteriously, "There is something particular about it."

"Oh? What's the point?"

"If you want to pray for the high priest, use this vermilion lotus lamp; if you want to make a wish by yourself, use this pink lotus lamp." The woman explained enthusiastically, "Write the name of your sweetheart in this pink lotus lamp, or write a wish."

"In this way, the gods will bless you, girl, and your wish will come true."

"Well, I understand." Leng Yijiao couldn't help turning his head and glanced at Xuan Qiao beside him, who happened to be looking at him too.

Leng Yijiao quickly retracted his gaze, once again set his gaze on the lotus lantern, and said hesitantly, "I want this..."

"Two pink lotus lanterns, thank you." Xuan Qiao said that she had already taken out her purse from her wide sleeve, and then took out an ingot of silver from the purse and put it on the board, "You don't need to look for it."

"Okay!" The woman hurriedly put away the money, and turned around with a happy smile to get the lotus lantern.

During Haishi, candle-lit lotus lanterns floated on the entire lake around the city, reflecting the originally blue and clear lake water bright red.

Leng Yijiao and Xuan Qiao each held a lotus lantern in their hands, and like ordinary people, they came to the lake around the city not far away.

They found a place with few people, and the two of them squatted by the lake together.

"Xiao'er, can I see what you wrote?" Xuan Qiao turned sideways, showing a charming smile at Leng Yiluo, "As a condition, you can also read mine."

Xuan Qiao said that she had sent her lotus lantern to Leng Yijiao, and motioned for the other party to take it with her eyes.

Leng Yijiao hesitated for a moment, but finally took the lotus lantern that Xuan Qiao sent to her.

At the same time, Leng Yijiao also brought his lotus lantern to Xuan Qiao, lowered his head slightly, and whispered, "Look."

Xuan Qiao took the lotus lantern from Leng Yijiao's hand, impatiently took out the cloth strips from the lotus lantern, and spread the cloth strips under the eyes by the candlelight of a lake.

【Happy birthday to you】

"This is?" Xuanqi looked at Leng Yijiao puzzledly, and frowned slightly.

"Happy birthday to you." Leng Yijiao showed a sweet smile at Xuan Qiao, and for some reason became nervous, "I didn't know that today is your birthday, and I didn't prepare a gift for you, so... .”

Xuan Qiao's heart was full of emotion, and she used her fingertips to hook off the veil around her ears.

In an instant, the candlelight from a lake was reflected on Xuan Qiu's side face.

Xuan Love leaned forward slightly, tilted her head and kissed the corner of Leng Yizhen's lips, and blocked what Leng Yizhen had not finished speaking.

A light kiss made Leng Yizheng blush and heartbeat.The whole person couldn't help but froze, and fluttered his thick eyelashes.

After regaining consciousness, the man had already walked away with the lotus lantern.

Leng Yizhen was still holding the lotus lantern of Xuan Qiao in his hand, out of curiosity, Leng Yizhen also took out the cloth strip from the lotus lantern.

I saw three words written on the cloth: Leng Yiluo.