The lady who is a miracle doctor arrives and makes the general blush and his heart beats

Ye Zelin pointed to the colorful dolls on the stall, "Do you like these?"

"I like it!" Hua Fushu looked at the big Ah Fu dolls on the stall. They were all smiling and plump, much prettier than the gray clay children.

"Choose whichever one you like." Ye Zelin's eyes were full of doting that no one could see.

"Okay!" Hua Fushu looked around and around and picked out two particularly cute big Ah Fu dolls, one male and one female, "I want these two."

Ye Zelin paid the money.

Hua Fushu gave Ye Zelin a big Afu doll. Ye Zelin looked at it and found that the doll was really cute. Hua Fushu's clothing taste is not very good, but she still has a good eye for choosing things.

The two had fun playing to their heart's content. After an hour, Hua Fushu felt a little hungry, so she pulled Ye Zelin to sit down at the food stall and ordered two bowls of noodle soup.

Hua Fushu raised his head and saw an old couple not far away. They were both white-haired and wrinkled. The old man was picking hairpins for the old woman. The old woman always said that the hairpins were not good-looking and asked the old man to pick more. The old man took the trouble to pick out hairpins. Pick. The two of them had smiles on their faces and an indescribable sense of happiness. Perhaps, this was how they grew old together and supported each other.

Hua Fushu said: "Do you think we will be like them in the future?"

Ye Zelin looked over and saw that the couple was very affectionate, so he understood the meaning of Hua Fushu's words. After pondering, he pretended not to understand and answered the question, "Everyone will grow old, so don't worry about it."

Hua Fushu couldn't even laugh or cry. Isn't that what she meant? Did he really not understand, or did he understand and pretend not to understand?

Hua Fushu was unwilling to give up and continued to test him, asking for a 'love token', "When your father and your mother agreed to be in love, your father gave your mother a pear blossom Rong Yue. Why don't you give me a love token?" ,how?"

Ye Zelin looked at him coldly, "Lusuo, do you want to eat it?"

Hua Fushu closed her mouth angrily and stopped talking.

After the two of them had eaten and drank, Ye Zelin estimated that it was getting late and said to Hua Fushu, "It's almost time. It's time to go back."

Hua Fushu looked at the busy streets with people coming and going, "I haven't had enough fun yet. It's still early, so don't be in a hurry."

Ye Zelin said: "It's almost time, is it still early?"

There was a hint of disappointment in Hua Fushu's eyes, "Didn't you promise me that you wouldn't leave on the way? Are you going to regret it?"

Ye Zelin smiled helplessly, but he had promised not to leave midway. He shrugged and said, "I won't regret it."

The flowers are sparse and smile like flowers.

Ye Zelin looked at her and saw her smiling. The disappointment in his eyes disappeared at that moment. The smile was as bright as the lights on the streets, as bright as the fireworks in the sky.

He stood up, stretched out his hand, "Let's go."

Hua Fushu hesitated for a moment, then put her little hand in his. Ye Zelin held her hand, pulled her up, and walked down the bustling street with thousands of lights.

Hua Fushu glanced at her hand that he was holding, and the corners of her mouth raised. The candlelight fell on them and on his handsome face with picturesque features. She felt very happy.

She hoped that the candlelight would never go out and stay burning.

She hoped that the market would be so long that they would not be able to finish it.

She hoped that this excitement filled with joy would not stop.

She also hopes that time can stop, stop on this night, forever, forever...

Unlike previous dynasties, the Song Dynasty did not have a curfew. In the prosperous Kyoto, hotels were often open early in the morning until the fifth watch, and it was common for tourists to stay around during the third and fourth watch, let alone the festival lantern festival.

Not only Hua Fushu and Ye Zelin from the General's Mansion came to visit the Chinese Valentine's Day Lantern Festival, but Dugu Lanxi and his wife, Ruhua, and the fourth son of Feiyuan, Ye Songyan, also came.

He brought neither a boy nor a maid, only one person came.

He was there in the dimly lit square pavilion of the neighborhood. He had been here for more than an hour, watching the tourists coming and going and listening to the excitement that belonged to this festival.

"Ayan."

Ye Songyan looked around and saw that the person who came was a young girl, wearing a lilac-colored satin dress with albizia pattern. She lifted up the gauze of the hood, revealing a beautiful face. She smiled, as bright and beautiful as the bright moon, as dazzling as the mountain flowers.

"Rong'er, you're here." Ye Songyan also smiled, looking at her as if he was seeing the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Princess Yurong approached Ye Songyan, put the veil of her hat behind her shoulders, and said with a smile: "You must have been waiting for me for a long time. I came here with my brother. We wandered for a long time before we came to this street. I I had to lie to my brother about going to the toilet so that I could come to see you. My brother is waiting over there, leaving us not much time."

Ye Songyan smiled lightly and said softly: "It doesn't matter, I am satisfied to see you once. You are the princess, it is not easy to go out by yourself."

Princess Yurong looked at Ye Songyan's unparalleled handsome face and lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at him. Her beautiful face slowly turned red, and she hesitated to speak, "You, you... missed me?"

Ye Songyan's face turned red all of a sudden, gradually reaching her ears. She was so nervous, "...I thought about it, I really want to..."

Princess Yurong's face turned redder and redder, she was as shy as a budding lotus, and her voice sounded like a mosquito, "I am the same way."

Ye Songyan looked at the lantern in his hand, then at Princess Yurong, and said seriously: "Rong'er, I only give this lantern to you."

In Tokyo, during the Chinese Valentine's Day Lantern Festival, if a man likes a woman or likes a woman, he will give her a lantern. If a woman accepts the lantern, it means that she accepts the man's affection, or that she and the man are in love. .

Therefore, lanterns have the meaning of courting and making men and women happy.

Princess Yurong's white hands took over the lantern and held it. The lantern was in the shape of a peony. The petals were made of red gauze. The layers of petals had a short red candle as the core. The workmanship was rough and did not look like a flower. Sold on the street.

She said, "You did it?"

Ye Songyan nodded, "Most of the lanterns sold on the street are lotus lanterns. They are beautiful, but I think they are too simple and have no distinctive features. Your maiden name is Yu Rong. Yu Rong is a homonym for Yu Rong. Yu Rong is another name for peony. "The Book of Songs" says, 'A warrior and his daughter would tease each other and give them a spoonful of medicine,' so I made a peony lantern. If it's not done well, don't dislike it."

Princess Yurong laughed, with some indescribable happiness in her eyes.

Ye Songyan said timidly: "Don't you like it?"

Princess Yurong smiled, "No, I like it very much. This lantern is the most special lantern I have ever seen."

Ye Songyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's not stand here. Come and sit there. I only have time for one cup of tea. After one cup of tea, I have to go back to the palace." Princess Yurong pointed to the Sifang Pavilion.