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Eyes seem to be dozing off.Qingshi stood in front of the stall and said: "Old man, do you still have Sophora japonica cake today?"

The old man heard the voice and opened his eyes to see the two of them, but he didn't have any strange expressions on his face. Fu Sheng was unavoidably curious, but he didn't speak.The next moment, I saw the old man lift the basket in front of him, put a magnifying glass on it persistently, and said slowly: "Oh... oh, there is more, there is more. How much do you want?"

Qing Shi said: "Let's take two packs to satisfy our hunger."

The old man replied and skillfully packed two copies.

Qing Shi handed over a gold coin.

The old man looked again and again with a magnifying glass, said "ah", and said: "The guest's eyesight is not good, this is a gold coin."

Qing Shi smiled slightly: "I'm not mistaken."

The old man sighed and returned the gold coin to him: "These two packs of bento are given away for free, and the old man can't find it."

"Then there's no need to give change." Qing Shi didn't pick it up, and left with two packs of pastries regardless of the old man's obstruction.

When Fu Sheng left, he turned his head to look at the old man, and then smiled half-smile: "You respect the old and love the young?"

Qingshi said meaningfully: "I only have gold coins and crystal coins."

"..." Damn rich.

He raised his hand to receive the pastry from Qingshi, and the yellow oil paper was folded into a paper bag, which was heavy to lift because most of the bag of Sophora japonica cake was filled.He twisted a round cake, half the size of a fist, with an attractive golden color, it was no longer hot to the touch, only with a slight residual warmth, but it still exuded the fragrance stubbornly, Fu Sheng carefully He took a bite, and the soft glutinous rice was mixed with the fragrance of Sophora japonica itself. He took another bite, and vaguely tasted the sweetness of honey, and it seemed that eggs were added.

"How?" Qing Shi asked.

"Mm... delicious." Fu Sheng replied vaguely.

"If father likes it, I can buy it for you every day." He paused: "It's warm."

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Chapter 50

Fu Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud: "You want to buy me off with a bag of Sophora japonica cake? Is it that cheap?"

Qingshi just bent her lips, and her smile remained unchanged: "Father is a priceless treasure. As long as you want it, I will give it to you. Not to mention a mere pagoda cake, I can give you all the pagoda cakes in the world "His voice was low, and his voice was almost whispered like a demon: "What about this world? If the king wants it, I will give you the whole world."

Fu Sheng's eyelashes trembled, his eyes were lazily squinted, and there was a light smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a high-spirited arrogance between his brows: "I appreciate your kindness. But." He moved his fingertips slightly.The faint dark halo flickered on the fair skin, jumping like a flame: "I am used to being alone. If I want something, I will grab it myself."

Such arrogant, almost provocative words did not arouse Aoki's anger.His smiling face is as warm and moist as jade, the so-called gentleman is dignified, but this is the case: "I think so."

"Father seldom gives me the opportunity to show courteousness."

Fu Sheng thought it was funny: "If you don't cause trouble for me, it will be sunny."

When Qingshi's eyes are curved, they seem to have deep meaning.

The sky darkened.

All kinds of lanterns were hung in the shops along the street.The street vendors selling lanterns also returned to their positions and yelled from time to time.Qingshi led Fusheng to watch it all the way, and said: "If you like it, let me know."

Fusheng raised his eyebrows before he could speak, Qingshi said again: "The customs of the Lantern Festival are apart from guessing riddles to win treasures and lantern poems, the most important thing is to set off lotus lanterns." He looked in one direction and said: "Outer city There is a moat, and the current is not too fast, so it is most suitable." He looked at Qingshi: "You can stick a note on the lantern, and write your wishes on the note..." He paused and said: "Or pray for marriage , write the other party’s name.”

Fu Sheng said with a "huh": "I don't believe this. It's really a bit boring." After finishing speaking, he thought that since Qingshi brought it up, he must be interested, so he didn't want to add a sentence "...but Honghuang doesn't have this, but it is You can play."

Qing Shi pursed her lips and smiled.

Fu Sheng looked up at the bright moon like a jade plate.The faint halo blurs the edges, making it look cold and soft.

What is Hongjun, who is also under the bright moon, doing now?In this strange world.

"Father? Father?"

"Huh...?" Fu Sheng looked at him sideways: "What's wrong?"

Qing Shi said: "What was the father thinking just now?"

"It's nothing." He reflexively said, then walked to a nearby stall, and took out a bright red lotus lantern: "Just this one." Qing Shi didn't say anything, and took out the same one, paid.

The two were walking on the road, and the pedestrians on the street were no longer dusk, and they were almost shoulder to shoulder.The bustling crowd was so noisy, Fusheng hadn't experienced this kind of grand occasion that was close to the previous celestial dynasty for a long time, and he didn't find it bothersome, but rather nostalgic.

Along the way, I visited a few small shops to supplement the types of Mustard Space.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, I saw a gray-white stone bridge.

The stone bridge is built on a river about ten meters wide. Countless lanterns light up the night, and the river slowly flows into the distance carrying the stars.Many people were scattered on both sides of the river, either alone or in groups of twos and threes.

Fu Sheng and Qing Shi found an empty seat.

Looking at the bright red lotus lantern, Fusheng was in trouble.

It was a bit of a pity not to write anything after finally setting off a lantern, but I don’t know what to write.

Qingshi moved quickly, and quickly placed the lotus lantern on the water.The flames gradually drifted away as they flickered.It was originally made of dark paper, and the writing on it was not clear. Besides, it was getting late, and no matter how bright the lanterns were, they could not be as bright as the sun.Fu Sheng also didn't have the idea of ​​spying on Qing Shi's privacy, so he didn't know what he wrote on it.

Just unavoidably curious: "What did you write on it?"

Qingshi withdrew his gaze, turned his face sideways, in the darkness, that extremely outstanding face was faintly visible like the fire of a lotus lantern, he seemed to be thinking about something, and said: "Secret."

Fu Sheng glanced at him boredly, and let out a light snort to express his dissatisfaction.

After setting off the lanterns, the two walked along the river.

Gradually moving away from the crowd, Fu Sheng was not a talkative person, Qing Shi didn't speak, and seemed a little strangely silent.

Just thinking about finding a topic, Qing Shi asked, "What did the father write on that lantern?"

Fu Sheng chuckled, and slowly said: "Secret."

Qing Shi didn't ask any further questions, but fell into silence.There was another eerie silence.Fu Sheng wondered if he had hurt the child's heart, and when he was about to tell him, he heard Qing Shi say: "When the father is nervous, he will change the topic calmly."

Fu Sheng was startled: "Huh?"

Qing Shi said: "The name written on the lantern must not be the name of the person you admire."

Fu Sheng had a half-smile: "Are you smart?"

Qing Shi also said: "My father's refusal to tell me must be revenge for my concealment."

Fu Sheng raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Looking at you, I couldn't help but think of the word 'Huiji must be hurt'."

Smiling slightly, Qing Shi said: "It's just a self-righteous feeling that I know something about my father."

Fusheng said "oh", the ending was elongated and upturned.

Qing Shi calmly said: "If I tell my father what is written on the lantern, can my father tell Qing Shi about you?"

Fu Sheng naturally readily agreed, because: "I didn't write anything. I just drew a simple chicken cub in my idle time." He was rather gloating: "It's your turn."

In the dark night, Qingshi's expression was gloomy and unclear, and Fusheng's extremely prosperous face was radiant, like a child who succeeded in pranking.After a long while, Qing Shi said softly: "Xuan Qi."

"Huh?" Fu Sheng thought to himself that he might have annoyed Qing Shi this time, otherwise how could he call him by his first name.

Qing Shi said lightly: "I wrote 'Xuan Qi' on that lantern."

Fu Sheng opened his mouth slightly, but it seemed like something was stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

Qingshi said: "The seventh hundredth year when I came to this world, I experienced the transformation of adulthood. The ninth hundredth year, I met you again." He took a step closer, like a thousand pounds: "In the When I was almost desperate."

"You gave me a lot of things that other people might not be able to have in their lifetime, but I don't care. All I care about is you. The lord of the unicorn, Xuan Qi."

Fusheng's faint dark red pupils are like a cluster of undefeated blood roses in the dark night, coquettish and demonic, he restrained his expression, and said indifferently: "Oh? You made that teleportation array?" Although it was a question , but his words were calm, and he spoke abruptly like a declarative sentence.

Qing Shi didn't deny it either: "That's right. The blood of the Dragon God, the heart of the Sea Emperor."

Fu Sheng frowned indistinctly, but not because of Qing Shi's cruelty: "I am your father."

Qing Shi said, "It's not my own life."

Fu Sheng sneered, showing the fierce aura after being possessed without any concealment: "You know, your words alone are enough reason for me to execute you immediately."

Qingshi didn't panic, but chuckled lightly, with an almost strange gentleness: "But you haven't used powerlessness on me until now." After saying that, he stretched out his hand intending to caress Fusheng's side face.

Fu Sheng snorted and wanted to slap her away, but her wrist was caught.Due to the posture, the wide cuffs slid to the elbows of the arms, revealing a snow-white arm that seemed to glow even in the dark.The hot gaze of the other party rested on the bare-exposed skin. Fusheng was aroused by that gaze, and immediately wanted to use the original spiritual power, but the original smooth spiritual power seemed to be blocked by something, and he could use it. actually