Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

It was already evening when I arrived in Wucheng. The last time I came here was at the end of autumn, and this time I came here at the end of spring. When I looked up, I could see the stars all over the sky. Small, like the sound of leaves shaking.

Their arrival did not alarm anyone, like ordinary civilians coming to another city.

Mu Ciwan was wearing a black dress, Qiu Cimu was wearing an indigo shirt, got out of the carriage, and the attendants went to arrange the inn first, and after it was settled, Mu Ciwan and Qiu Cimu went to the room.

This inn is located in a busy city, but it was already late at night, and there was no sound. They ate something below, and the waiter seemed to have noticed their curiosity about the city. sentence.

"Guest officer, don't think it's so deserted here at night, it won't be like this tomorrow night?"

"Why?" Mu Ciwan came a little interested and asked.

"It has always been the custom in Wucheng to hold a lantern festival at the end of each season. Except for the autumn that was not held ten years ago because of the epidemic, every festival celebration came as scheduled. It's not that it's better to come early than coincidentally. Two. You can see it as soon as you come, I'm afraid it will be brightly lit tomorrow night."

"It's all thanks to the Holy One, otherwise Wu Cheng's vitality would be greatly damaged. How could these customs survive?"

Xiaoer said and sighed.

Qiu Cimu's teasing eyes fell on Mu Ciwan's body, Mu Ciwan looked back at him, and gently squeezed his hand.

Hands such as soft catkins are referring to these hands.

"Understood." As Mu Ciwan said, he took an ingot of broken silver from his sleeve and gave it to the waiter, watching the waiter happily accept it.

After hastily eating, he went back to the room. As soon as the door was closed, Mu Ciwan's breath invaded Qiu Cimu forcefully, holding him in his arms from behind.

Qiucimu made a move, but failed.

"Fu Lang, where's my reward?"

"No reward."

"Then I can only pick it up myself."

The candlelight disappeared into the night, and was relit in the middle of the night, and the sound of water came from the room.

Opening his eyes again, it was already dawn the next day, and the noise outside woke up Qiu Cimu who was still asleep. When he opened his eyes suddenly, he felt the weakness on his body. The culprit had already woken up, and he Lying on the side and looking at him with a smile: "It's really noisy here, let Mingqin book a new hotel later."

Qiu Cimu pursed her lips, this is not to blame the chief culprit, he can clearly get up early.

"Okay, okay, I know I was wrong, Fu Lang, please forgive me this time."

Mu Ciwan leaned over, begging Qiu Cimu's forgiveness like a big dog.

Qiu Cimu was confused by her, and said sullenly: "You said it this time, and you will do it again next time."

"But doesn't Twilight like that too?"

"I don't like it!"

"yes……"

Mu Ciwan's eyes were full of meaning.

Qiucimu's face turned red with anger, this person is really not serious at all!

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The bustling outside has already started early in the morning, and the stalls have been divided into locations. Everyone has come to seize the opportunity. Some people who like to be lively are already playing on the street. After the autumn resignation and evening washing, you can see the bustling scene below by opening the window .

Not in a hurry to play, they ate breakfast first, and then slowly went downstairs.

According to Xiao Er, night is the busiest time, so they went to look at other places first. The familiar streets had an unfamiliar smell, and the people here did not recognize them for a long time. It doesn't seem to do anything, but it has a special charm.

People hold lamps in groups, talking and laughing, some laughing, and some walking alone, with happy and yearning smiles on their faces.

The curtain of night was lifted by the candlelight, and a round of full moon hung high in the sky, casting thousands of rays of light, reflecting the entire street in a faint golden light.

The street market was full of people, and there was an endless stream of hawkers shouting.

"Come and see! Tonight is the Lantern Festival!"

"Is there anything fancy about this lamp? How can I sell it?"

"Guest officer, as soon as I saw you, you came from another place. The Lantern Festival is very particular."

The red lanterns swayed gently in the wind, and the summer heat seemed to be blown away, but it was gathered together by the crowd, making it a bit stuffy.

But these can't stop people's joy at all.

People hold lamps in groups, talking and laughing, some laughing, and some walking alone, with happy and yearning smiles on their faces.

In the eyes of many people, the Lantern Festival is the time to put out lanterns and make a wish. After making a wish, you can give your wish to the lantern you like, and then wait for the arrival of that lantern.

So after watching the lanterns, people gathered around and bought a big lantern, put the lantern they wished in their hearts inside, lit it, and prayed silently in their hearts.

Pray that it can bring your wish to fulfillment.

This can be regarded as a tradition, and not everyone knows the rules of this lantern festival.

Some people are guessing lantern riddles in front of them, some people want to take the opportunity to make a name for their superb skills, Mu Ciwan and Qiu Cimu wander among the crowd, they can't tell how much they are interested, after all, a person has lived in a place where rich clothes and jade food have been born since he was a child. Among them, the other person has watched the Lantern Festival countless times.

But it seems that walking here is also infected by their atmosphere, and looking at these things also brings a lot of interest.

Mu Ciwan stopped in front of a small stall.

On the top is a concentric knot woven with red string.

"Does my lord want to see it? Seeing that you and your husband are in a happy relationship, buy a concentric knot, and wish you two will be united forever."

The stall owner is an old man in his seventies. In this day and age, being in his 70s is considered a long life. When he smiles, his face is covered with kind wrinkles.

These concentric knots look like a lot of thought, and the weaving method on them is a little different from the ones on the market.