Dingjiangshan

After about a quarter of an hour, Ning Yan finally stopped.

Ning Huaijin felt a damp and slightly cool vapor, which seemed to come from the front left not far away.

Only the largest back garden in Changle Prince's Mansion has a manually excavated inner lake. Ning Huaijin calculated the distance and time just now in her heart, and felt that it was not too bad, it should be here.

But before Ning Huaijin could ask, the light that had been guiding him in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared.

——It was Ning Yan who blew out the lamp.

But the strange thing is that the blurred halo in front of Ning Huaijin's eyes did not disappear, and he could still vaguely see the thin halo coming in from the outside through the fine stitches of the satin.

Ning Yan didn't play tricks any more, but pulled off the slipknot on the silk and satin, and took off the silk and satin in front of Ning Huaijin.

"Uncle Huang, let's see if it looks good." Ning Yan said.

Ning Huaijin's drooping eyelashes trembled, his eyes followed the direction of Ning Yan's fingers, and landed not far ahead.

At that moment, Ning Huaijin suddenly understood what the "surprise" in Ning Yan's mouth was.

Ning Huaijin's guess was correct, the only inner lake in the Changle Palace was not far in front of him, he and Ning Yan were standing on the dry shore, and the cold water vapor of the lake was slowly spreading.

The dots of light sprinkled on the water surface are slowly swaying beautiful light and color ripples with the water patterns.

It is not uncommon to put lights, but what really surprised Ning Huaijin was that several layers of light water-colored gauze were hanging on the trees beside the inner lake. The water-colored gauze cut off most of the warm light in the lake. The dazzling candlelight seemed to be covered with a layer of light blue mist for no reason, so that it didn't look like a lamp at first glance, but like a sky full of stars falling into the water.

Ning Huaijin subconsciously raised her head to look at the night, the moon was gloomy tonight, and most of the stars were hidden behind dark clouds.At first glance, it seems that there is only such a galaxy left in the sky and the earth.

Rao Ning Huaijin had long been mentally prepared for Ning Yan's careful and ingenious thinking, but she was still shocked by the situation in front of her.

Ning Huaijin's heart seemed to have been stuffed with a piece of cotton for no reason, it was soft, although it was not uncomfortable, it was so blocked that he could not speak.

Ning Yan folded the piece of silk in his hand and put it into his bosom, and asked again intimately: "Huaijin thinks, does it look good?"

——Looks good, Ning Huaijin wanted to answer, but for some reason, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

He guessed that Ning Yan would bother about his birthday, but he didn't expect to be bothered to this extent.

"It seems that Huai Jin really likes it." Ning Yan bent his eyes and said, "But it's not the time to be moved yet."

Ning Yan saw Ning Huaijin's excitement, he smiled and took Ning Huaijin's hand again, and led him to the lake.

Ning Huaijin let him lead her forward, raised her hand from time to time to push away the light tulle, and bent over with Ning Yan to walk through the messy forest.

Without the cover of tulle, the scene in the lake is much clearer.Only then did Ning Huaijin discover that the light in the lake came from small and exquisite lanterns.The palm-sized lanterns seem to be made of bamboo sticks and colored oil paper. A red candle the length of an index finger stands on the stamen. will go out.

Those lanterns are not a small number at first glance, this inner lake occupies a lot of land, but these lanterns almost cover the lake surface, Ning Huaijin looked at it, at least a few hundred.

At this time, a gust of evening wind passed by, and the lights in the pool were swaying in the evening wind, exuding a faint fragrance of flowers and plants.

Ning Huaijin never thought that Ning Yan would celebrate his birthday like this. He looked at the continuous bright candlelight on the lake, and could hardly move his eyes away.

"This--"

"Does Huaijin like it?" Ning Yan asked just in time.

"...I like it." Ning Huaijin said.

In fact, Prince Gong has never seen any kind of scene. To him, lanterns are not unusual, whether it is rare treasures or fireworks all over the sky, these are not unusual, what is unusual is Ning Yan's intention.

——The Anqing Mansion does not have skilled craftsmen secretly giving Ning Yan ideas like in the palace. Today, all kinds of things must have been thought up by Ning Yan behind closed doors.

For some reason, as long as Ning Huaijin thinks of this place, Ning Huaijin feels that the lanterns all over the lake have changed, and they are covered with a layer of nostalgic beauty for no reason.The hazy halo reflected the clear and clean lake water as bright as day, and the red scales of a few koi carps were also coated with a layer of golden light by the lights. When slowly gliding across the lake, there was an unreal beauty.

Ning Huaijin took two steps forward uncontrollably, and squatted down by the lake, trying to take a closer look.

Ning Yan could see that he liked it, and he was very satisfied in his heart. There was a contented smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, and he didn't bother him. He simply let go and stood behind him with a smile, waiting for Ning Huaijin to return by himself. Come on.

At this time, a lantern happened to be swayed by the water to the lake, Ning Huaijin saw something written on the inside of the lantern with sharp eyes, so she leaned forward, stretched her arms, and took the lantern in her hand.

The line of words was written on a small corner inside the petals, Ning Huaijin turned the lantern half a circle in his hand, and through the bright candlelight, he could clearly see the line of small words.

——Safe and healthy.

Ning Huaijin could recognize it, it was Ning Yan's handwriting.He froze for a moment, then took a few steps to the side, and picked up another lamp from the water.

As he expected, there was also a word written inside this lamp, but it was replaced with "Lucky and Longevity".

Ning Huaijin picked up two or three lamps one after another and held them in his hands. Almost without exception, there were words of blessing written in them, including "promotion and fortune". I don't know if Ning Yan wrote the last words. I was poor, so I used this to make up the number.

The small lantern looks like a dream when it is floating in the water, but it is a little timid when it is held in the hand.These lights don't look refined, even rough.Some are crookedly pasted with oiled paper and bamboo strips, and some have been coated with too much paste, so that the oiled paper is crumpled and more or less flawed.

Ning Huaijin held these lamps in her hands, and thought for a while, suddenly she felt blessed, and a thought flashed in her mind, and she couldn't help turning her head around, looking at Ning Yan who was behind her.

Ning Yan walked over with a smile, and leaned down against Ning Huaijin's back. He was afraid that the candles of those lanterns would accidentally burn Ning Huaijin, so he carefully took those lanterns from Ning Huaijin's hands, and a One was pushed back into the lake.

"Huaijin found out?" Ning Yan held Ning Huaijin's hand, pushed the last lamp back into the water, and said in a low voice, "Indeed, I did it. Although I hired a craftsman to teach me, it's still a bit rough .”

Ning Huaijin's lips trembled, she hesitated to speak, as if she wanted to ask something.

Ning Yan saw what he meant, and replied thoughtfully: "Yes, I did everything."

Ning Huaijin looked at Ning Yan's hand subconsciously - each of the lanterns was only the size of a palm, and it was no small project to fill the lake.Ning Yan's right hand was so badly injured that even after healed, he couldn't get back to the original state. Usually, two batches of documents would be sore and painful. Ning Huaijin hardly dared to think about how he saved these lamps.

And with such a big handwriting, Ning Huaijin met him every day, but she didn't notice any clues in advance.

"These..." Ning Huaijin said with difficulty, "How many are there?"

"There are more than 600 lamps, and I can't count them after I do it." Ning Yan pursed her lips, and said with some embarrassment: "At first, I wanted to make up the number of ninety-nine, but it's a pity that Doctor Cheng is very strict, and it is enough to make ten lamps every day." Don't touch it."

Ning Huaijin suddenly remembered that these days Ning Yan has always been lazy, refused to approve the papers, and most of the replies to Jingzhong were pushed to him.Ning Huaijin occasionally wanted him to get up and do business, but he always said that his hands hurt and refused to move.

At first, he always thought that Ning Yan was acting like a baby for an excuse... Now it seems that it is not always the case.

Enough, Ning Huaijin suddenly thought.

Enough is enough.

Every time he thought he saw Ning Yan's sincerity, Ning Yan could always tell Ning Huaijin in a timely manner—he was more serious than he thought.

For the emperor, reaching Ning Yan's level is already considered a sincere heart, and there is nothing to criticize.

From expressing his intentions, to paving the way for Ning Huaijin to stand up, to resolving his heirs by stealing the day, to today's various things, all of these are stepping on Ning Huaijin's bottom line step by step, rubbing his heart Have to be soft and soft again.

Until just now, the lights all over the lake finally turned into the last straw, which lightly fell on Ning Huaijin's heart, shattering all his reservations and bottom line.

Ning Huaijin had secretly made up his mind, his eyes no longer retreated, but he held Ning Yan's hand, and looked seriously at Ning Yan's eyes with the candlelight all over the lake.

"Xiao Yan, I—"

But before he could finish speaking, Ning Yan interrupted him gently but could not refuse.

Ning Yan put a finger on Ning Huaijin's lips, his eyes looked more serious than Ning Huaijin's.

"As I said, I prepared a birthday surprise for Huai Jin." Ning Yan said, "No matter what Huai Jin wants to say, listen to me first."

Ning Yan took out a thin roll of silk from his cuff and handed it to Ning Huaijin.

Ning Huaijin was stuffed in his chest full of affection, but a roll of this thing was stuffed inexplicably. He was puzzled, but he followed Ning Yan's intention, swallowed his words for the time being, and unfolded the roll of silk.

However, just halfway through the exhibition, Ning Huaijin suddenly froze, as if struck by lightning, almost froze in place.

The thin silk was sewn with white silk, the beginning and the end were the title and signature of Ning Yan's personal letter, and the place where something should have been written in the middle was blank, only the date "September 11, 24th year of Chonghua" at the end was correct. It was stamped with Ning Yan's national seal.

——This is a blank edict.

"I know that when Huaijin is with me, there is always a lot of uneasiness in my heart." Ning Yan held Ning Huaijin's hand in this posture, held his trembling fingers, and said seriously: "So I want to leave you a note. The back road, so that Huai Jin will never have to worry about the future."