Abandon the emperor as a prisoner

Today, the major cloth shops in Yeling City united to hold a special lantern festival. From the afternoon, gongs and drums began to play, blowing and beating, creating momentum for the highlight of the night, the lantern festival.

Gu Mingzhou took Xiao Luo in the carriage and enjoyed the well-prepared sideshows along the way. There were down-to-earth lion dances and stilt walks, as well as arty silk and bamboo orchestras and poems and songs. The streets and alleys were so lively .

However, along the way, Xiao Luo remained silent.

He is like a sculpture, sitting quietly beside Gu Mingzhou.

It is obvious that Gu Mingzhou is usually the one who doesn't talk much, and always gives the impression that he is not angry and pretentious, but this time it is the opposite, the only voice that is heard in the carriage along the way is Gu Mingzhou's deep and gentle voice.

He patiently introduced to Xiao Luo every program he saw along the way, and described the content of the program carefully, and three hours passed like this.

Finally, Xiao Luo spoke.

"Gu Mingzhou, why do you bother, I can't see or hear now, no matter where you take me, it's no different from staying in the palace for me."

In the calm voice, every word seemed to knock on Gu Mingzhou's heart, and Gu Mingzhou clenched his big and well-articulated hands into a fist.

He understands.

What Xiao Luo said...he understands it all.

"This king is just afraid that you will be bored, and wants to take you out to relax." Gu Mingzhou's voice was low, knowing that Xiao Luo couldn't even hear his words.

In fact, Gu Mingzhou knows better than anyone else that no matter what he does for Xiao Luo, it is useless. As long as the poison of the black poisonous lotus is not detoxified, as long as Xiao Luo's five senses are not restored, Xiao Luo will always be like this walking dead look like.

However, Gu Mingzhou looked through all the classics in the Xingchen Zongshu Pavilion but failed to find a way to dissolve the black poisonous lotus.

Right now, all he can do for Xiao Luo is perhaps to be by Xiao Luo's side, even if this is not what Xiao Luo wishes.

A day is fleeting, Gu Mingzhou and Xiao Luo are inseparable, but Xiao Luo only has a few words to him.

In the evening, the lanterns were lit up one by one, Gu Mingzhou took Xiao Luo out of the carriage, and boarded a painting boat with carved beams and painted buildings and pavilions.

The lanterns of the painted boats are hung high, the curtains are fluttering, and the silk and bamboo orchestras are endless.

Gu Mingzhou held Xiao Luo's hand, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Luo on the bow of the boat

Xiao Luo faced Zuixin Lake, the lake was deep and sparkling, but there was no ripple in Xiao Luo's deep black pupils.

Gu Mingzhou stood beside Xiao Luo, always turning his head to watch Xiao Luo's face, as if he was afraid of missing every moment with Xiao Luo.

The cool evening breeze messed up Xiao Luo's long hair, and a few strands of black hair danced lightly in front of Xiao Luo's bloodless face.

"Your hair is messed up."

Gu Mingzhou stretched out his hand towards Xiao Luo, untied Xiao Luo's hair tie, and ordered the accompanying servants to bring a carved silver comb, and help Xiao Luo comb his hair one by one.

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