During the Lantern Festival of the Lantern Festival, a lantern market must be opened in the middle of the capital according to the old practice of the Zhou Dynasty.
Qingguan has never participated in this fun since she was a child, but this year is different. Zhao Jingyan asked A Li to come over early to deliver a message, and the four of them watched the lanterns together during the Lantern Festival.
Qingguan looked at Songyin's eager expression and couldn't bear to refuse, but was afraid of leaking the secret. Ming Yueniang and others took advantage of her and Songyin's figures and rushed to make two sets of brocade robes for men from aristocratic families overnight.
Therefore, on the day of the Lantern Festival, when the two of them stood in front of Zhao Jingyan and Jiang Hongwen, the look of surprise on the latter's face was indescribable.
There are two young men in brocade clothes in front of them. One has a face like a crown jewel, red lips and white teeth; the other has eyebrows like brittle bamboo and has snow-white skin.
Just one glance and it's hard to look away.
Zhao Jingyan's heart beat like thunder. This kind of attire was very attractive to him, and he wanted to hold her in his arms.
He glanced at Hongwen sideways and found that the man was like a goose, unable to move his eyes, so he couldn't help but stretched out his arm to push.
Jiang Hongwen just laughed twice and came to his senses.
The lantern market is built near the water, and ordinary people watch the lanterns on land. Only dignitaries can watch the lanterns by boat. And dignitaries are also divided into high and low, and their manifestations are all on the ship.
The boat under Gu Qingguan's feet was spacious and delicate. It floated steadily on the river and could not feel the slightest fluctuation.
Zhao Jingyan took off his cloak and put it on Qing Guan's shoulders, "Although the scenery of watching lights by the water is beautiful, it is easy to get a cool breeze."
Gu Qingwan smiled faintly, his eyes falling on the lights.
Seeing that she was looking at it seriously, Zhao Jingyan couldn't help but follow her gaze and asked, "Does it look good?"
Qingguan nodded, "Yeah, it looks good."
"If you like it, we can come and see the lanterns every year during the Lantern Festival."
Qingwan stared at him, the dim light reflected his side face, which made him look elegant and elegant, with a vague imperial look.
Very different from before.
Qingguan smiled and said, "This is the Year of the Horse, and I want a pony lantern."
Zhao Jingyan rarely heard what she wanted, so she hurriedly waved to A Li and said: "Ask Miss Shi what lamps she likes and buy them together."
"Yes, Master!"
Zhao Jingyan walked to Qingguan's side, lowered her head and looked at her soft neck, and said with a smile: "I heard that the Gu family has come to Beijing?"
Qingguan paused and looked at him angrily, "How do you know?"
"Hongwen told me what I heard. My uncle met that person and took the school exam for half a day. His knowledge was quite good, so he was admitted to the Imperial College."
"That's his blessing too."
Zhao Jingyan sneered and said: "This blessing is given by you. If it weren't for the fact that he has no grudge against you, how could I let him in."
Gu Qingguan thought deeply, and looked away from the lamp, falling on his eyebrows, "Why bother getting angry with someone who has nothing to do with me? These people have never been in my eyes."
Zhao Jingyan's heart moved, "Who is in Wan Wan's eyes?"
Gu Qingguan smiled playfully, "Yue Niang, Uncle Fu, Songyin, Brother Shi, and Second Sister."
"What else?" Zhao Jingyan asked unwillingly as she had not heard the name she was expecting.
"you!"
Qingguan paused and then said: "In the most important place in my heart."
Zhao Jingyan's heart tightened suddenly, and her eyes suddenly brightened.
The most beautiful love words in the world are always the most shocking when they are said inadvertently. Between him and her, one was chasing, the other was hiding, one was advancing, and the other was retreating. They had been entangled for so long before they had the relationship they have today.
But even though she shared the same bed, she never said what was in her heart.
And this sentence must be the most beautiful love words she has ever said. Zhao Jingyan raised her lips slightly, took a step forward, and whispered in her ear: "If there weren't so many people today, I really want to kiss you right now."
"Sex!" Gu Qingwan smiled and dodged.
"Tinglin, it's such a festive season, how about a couplet of poems by four of us."
At this moment, Jiang Hongwen came over holding Shi Songyin's hand, and the moonlight shone on the two of them like a layer of gauze.
"don't want!"
Gu Qingguan was the first to object. In her previous life, she didn't like reading and only had fun heartlessly. In this life, she was focused on medicine. Let alone couplets, even reciting poems would kill her.
Jiang Hongwen laughed angrily and said: "Then you have to have some fun. What's the point of standing like this dryly?"
Zhao Jingyan looked at the woman beside her fondly and smiled: "If I had known this, I would have invited a singer from the Prince's Mansion. Let's drink and have fun, looking at the lights and listening to the songs. It would be a very elegant thing."
Shi Songyin, who had been silent for a long time, spoke softly, "The singers are noisy, but the Kunqu opera from our south is the best. When you raise your hand and lower your head, it is full of charm."
Jiang Hongwen smiled and said: "Now that I have time, I will accompany you to the south, and just listen to Kunqu opera."
Shi Songyin laughed angrily, "Okay, but what should I do now?"
"Ask her!" Jiang Hongwen pointed his finger at Gu Qingwan.
Qingguan looked slightly embarrassed and said with shame, "I really don't know anything except seeing a doctor."
Zhao Jingyan smiled and said, "I have an idea."
"Come and tell me."
"After the lamp is bought, the two of you take the lamp in your hands and lean on the side of the boat, with the bright moon above your head and the gurgling river below your feet. Hongwen and I will make a painting for you. Later, you will have it framed and hung in the bedroom to comfort you. bitter."
"Extremely elegant, extremely elegant!" Jiang Hongwen exclaimed.
Shi Songyin blushed with embarrassment and pulled Qing Guan's sleeves. The latter smiled lightly and said, "As long as you don't let me move, it's feasible. But this painting can't be hung in your room. It has to be given to us."
"That won't work. If this happens, wouldn't our painting be in vain?" Jiang Hongwen was the first to be reluctant.
Qingguan glared at him, "Then let it go. I don't want to think about it, is it appropriate to put this painting on your end now?"
Zhao Jingyan glanced at Hongwen and said with a smile: "That's okay. Anyway, I can accompany him as a dowry later."
"Bah, who wants to marry you!"
No matter how shameless Gu Qingguan was, he couldn't hold on any longer and pulled Shi Songyin to the side.
Zhao Jingyan smiled and said, "Hongwen, if she doesn't marry me, who will she marry?"
"No one can marry!" Jiang Hongwen shook his head and shrugged, and ordered someone to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Look at the beauty under the lamp, the beauty is as beautiful as jade.
Zhao Jingyan and Jiang Hongwen looked at each other, each wrote and finished with a single setback.
The Jiang family are all scholars, and scholars pay attention to music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so even if Jiang Hongwen is incompetent, he still has writing power in his hand.
Needless to say, Zhao Jingyan, the prince and grandson had been taught by the great Confucian since childhood, and his skills were extraordinary.
After just a cup of tea, the two of them stopped writing.
Qingguan handed the lamp to Chunni, walked to Zhao Jingyan's side, looked down and was shocked.
The woman in the painting has silky black hair, soft light, and a pair of dark eyes that are far away and lively, and her beauty is beyond human.
"I'm wearing men's clothes today and my hair is tied up. How can you paint such a scene?"
Zhao Jingyan tilted his head and smiled affectionately, "Every smile and frown of yours is in my mind. What's the difference between men's clothes and women's clothes?"
Gu Qingguan's eyes and lips were smiling, and his eyes moved to meet the man's eyes.
Zhao Jingyan looked at her soft side face, her heart moved, and she whispered: "How about I write a sentence on it?"
"Don't mix it up, it will ruin the artistic conception of the painting."
Zhao Jingyan remained silent, seeming to be deep in thought. After a while, he gently whispered to Qingguan: "The moth is like a golden thread in the snow and willows, and the laughter is full of fragrance. The crowd has searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly looking back, that But people are there, in the dim light."
Qingguan's eyes gently caressed the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, knowing: "It's too long, the last sentence is just right."
Zhao Jingyan said well with his palms, pondered for a moment, then picked up the pen and put the words on the painting. At the end, he wrote: In the 41st year of Baoqing in the Yuan Dynasty, at night, the pavilion and forest presented Wan Wan.
After finishing the last stroke, Zhao Jingyan squinted at her.
She stood under the moon, even though she was dressed in men's clothing, her figure was graceful and curvy, like the stamens of a wisteria tree that had just bloomed. She didn't need any extra movements to give her a strange Tsinghua look.
What you draw must be half as good as the person in front of you.
"From now on, I will draw one for you every Lantern Festival. Year after year, when we are old, we will take it out and look at it."
Qing Guanxi moved her lower lip and whispered: "At that time, I had already turned gray, and I was disliked by others. If you look at me again, you will probably look down on me even more."
Zhao Jingyan chuckled softly and said: "I didn't expect that someone as smart as you would say such stupid things. I'm much older than you. If I want to grow old, I will grow old first. The one I look down on is also you."
Gu Qingwan took the initiative to reach out and gently stroked his hand, "Then let's grow old together."
"A word is settled, and it will remain unchanged in this life."
"No change in this life!"
The four eyes are facing each other, entangled, there is me in your eyes, and you are reflected in my eyes, which is difficult to remove.
The moonlight reflected the man's eyebrows, slightly cold; the autumn wind blew the woman's long hair, dyeing it with a dark color. Jiang Hongwen turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth when he saw the deep love between the two people.
"Tinglin, Qingwan, come and see how my painting goes?"
Gu Qingguan looked away in panic, walked to his painting, and lowered his head to admire it.
Before she could speak, Zhao Jingyan's voice sounded above her head.
"Yes, the writing power is not good, but the expression is real. I think I know the woman in the painting clearly."
Shi Songyin said shyly, "The prince doesn't like to bury people like this."
"Oh, it's not bad yet, this helps. Miss Shi, why don't you be so partial?" Zhao Jingyan deliberately teased.
"Qingguan, look at the prince..."
"He's absolutely right!" Gu Qingguan was so panicked that he didn't help Songyin.
Shi Songyin puffed out her cheeks and pursed her red lips, "Qingwan, are you bullying me too?"
Hearing this, Jiang Hongwen hurriedly stood in front of Shi Songyin, "Whoever bullies you has to ask my fist whether he agrees or not."
Gu Qingguan chuckled, pointed at Jiang Hongwen and said, "Look, if I don't bully you, how can I reveal this man's sincerity?"
Shi Songyin was so restless that he had nowhere to hide, so he stomped his feet and hid in the cabin.
Jiang Hongwen did not chase her, but took a step forward and lowered his voice: "Qingwan, I need to know whether her body can get married, so I can make plans in advance."
Gu Qingguan stopped laughing and said, "I'm already thinking of ways to deal with her body. There will be no problem in getting married. It will be a little difficult to get pregnant and give birth, but it's not impossible."
"How likely is it?"
"Let's put it this way. Her heart cannot be oppressed. As long as this problem is solved, there is a five-point chance." "What about the other five points?" Jiang Hongwen asked.