You hear it, do people say it?

Although there are many people in Lantern City, it is not very crowded when you walk in. Fu Ning walked beside Xun Yi, looked at the costumes along the street, and said with a smile: "Although it is just a trick, the customs of the capital are really different from those of Yuezhou. same."

Xun Yi heard the words and looked over: "What is the custom of begging for cleverness in your hometown?"

Fu Ning thought for a while: "The Qiqiao in Yuezhou is not as lively as the capital city, but it is also very interesting; every year before the Qiqiao Festival, people with girls will..."

He told the customs one by one, Xun Yi listened carefully, and finally said: "Although it is different, it is very interesting. If there is a chance, I would like to take a look."

Fu Ning chuckled: "If brother Risheng really wants to go to Yuezhou, I will definitely be the host and take a good stroll with you."

"really?"

"Of course it's true, I can still deceive you."

Xun Yi was silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, but at first glance it sounded like a sigh: "Okay, I will remember."

Knowing that this person is used to playing tricks on the spot, saying such words is probably just a joke, but he still chooses to believe it.

After all, he didn't choose to accompany his family today, but invited himself on a special trip—although he mostly just did it out of friendship, but it was true that he invited himself instead of others.

That's it.

Fu Ning seemed to be in a good mood today, and he kept smiling when he spoke.Against the backdrop of the lights, his side face had a warm color, but it was as smooth as jade. Xun Yi looked at him and felt that he was better than the day, so good-looking that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Ziyu..."

Fu Ning looked at him: "What?"

Xun Yi didn't go on talking, just stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulders, leading him away from the oncoming crowd: "Be careful."

Fu Ning blinked: "Thank you Brother Sheng."

The distance between the two was closer than before. Looking at his clear pupils, Xun Yi suddenly felt a secret joy in his heart: Today, he only belongs to me——

"This young man!"

The daydream was interrupted, Xun Yi stopped, looked at the woman who suddenly stopped in front of the two, and said coldly: "What's the matter?"

The woman was taken aback by his unkind gaze, but still mustered up her courage, and said to Fu Ning under his stare: "Master, it's the first time we meet, that, you, you..."

The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, the blush on her face deepened, but her eyes were fixed on Fu Ning without blinking, and after she finished her words after stumbling, she wanted to give the exquisite lantern in her hand to Fu Ning.

Looking at the woman's beautiful face, Xun Yi's heart sank, wishing to drive her away immediately; but thinking that he was just a "friend" now, he didn't dare to speak rashly, and for a while, he felt a little bit more wronged in his heart.

Fu Ning was often blocked by people in the south of the Yangtze River before, and he was very familiar with handling it. He politely rejected this woman, and when he turned around and saw Xun Yi's face, he smiled and said, "Brother Sheng, why do you have such an expression?"

Xun Yi didn't answer.

Fu Ning thought about it for a moment, and thought of this person's many opinions on Feng Yu, suddenly he felt blessed: "Are you afraid that if I accept the lantern from someone else, I will marry and become a wife immediately, and I will stop communicating with you from now on?"

Xun Yi frowned: "It's marriage."

"It's all the same, it doesn't matter." Fu Ning heard his father talking about how he was married to the Taifu family when he was a child, and he didn't care about these words, "Just follow someone with a lantern, and you think I don't understand anything. What about the little ones?"

"yes."

Fu Ning saw that his expression was calm, so he smiled and said, "That's natural, Brother Sheng, don't worry."

Xun Yi didn't speak any more, he stayed beside him quietly, seeing all kinds of lanterns everywhere he looked, suddenly said: "Then... how many lanterns will you come with me?"

His tone sounded very casual, but Funing still thought he was joking, and replied casually: "Brother Sheng is a rich man, one lamp is naturally not enough, at least ten lamps are needed."

"Give you."

Funing turned around, and a boxy hard "box" was stuffed in his hand.

"This is?" The box is painted with exquisite patterns, but they are not continuous, and it doesn't look like an ordinary box.

Xun Yi said indifferently: "You are so smart, you can guess it naturally."

Fu Ning saw that he had a reticent expression on his face, and made it clear that he didn't intend to tell himself. After thinking for a while, he raised the "box" to look at it in the light of the lantern, then stretched out his hand to grope, and pressed lightly on a certain place. All of a sudden, there was a "click" sound inside the box, and a gap was cracked on the originally dense surface, and bits and pieces of fluorescent light appeared in the gap, and the whole box came loose.

Fu Ning looked at it for a moment, reached out to pick up the decorative wooden strips on one side of the "box", and let go of the other hand. The "box" immediately fell downwards, but when it fell about a foot away, it was caught by a thin Thin gold wire tied, firmly hung on the wooden bar.

The pulling force made the wooden strips that make up the four walls of the "box" staggered and stretched outwards until it showed its true appearance—it was actually a very delicately crafted lantern.

Even though Funing was well-informed, he was a little surprised at the moment: "Is this... a lantern?"

"Ah."

The lantern in my hand is quite heavy, but the tentacles are not cold, it must have been held in the sleeve for a long time; the fine fluorescent lights in the middle of the lantern are arranged in beautiful lines, and the one in the middle reflects the lights, shining brightly, which shows that it is not Everything.

Holding it in his hand, Fu Ning suddenly felt flustered.It seems that some things seem to be too unusual.

Seeing him staring at the lantern, Xun Yi thought he liked it, so he said, "There is only one lantern here, and the remaining nine lanterns will be replenished to you in a few days."

Fu Ning suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously said: "No need, this one is fine."

But Xun Yi insisted: "Didn't you just say that I want ten lamps?"

Fu Ning opened his mouth: "I was just joking."

"Well, I was joking too."

Xun Yi replied very naturally.

There were more and more people on the street, and Xun Yi led him along a road with fewer people, and told Fu Ning some interesting stories about Qiqiao in the capital while walking.Fu Ning heard it in his ears, but he still remembered the conversation between the two just now in his mind.

He always felt that what Xun Yi said just now was not necessarily a joke.

Is it an illusion?

Although the Lantern Market was delineated during the Qiqiao Festival, except for places that ordinary people cannot enter, there are lanterns and festoons everywhere, which is not much different from the Lantern Market in the whole city.

The two walked along the street, Xun Yi suddenly said: "Walking on the street like this, it seems that the scenery is the same, do you want to change places?"

"Where?"

"Ziyu?"

Fu Ning's answer and someone's voice sounded at the same time, Xun Yi raised his head and saw a person walking towards him: "Feng Yun?"

Only then did Feng Yun notice Xun Yi, and bowed his hands together: "His Royal Highness."

Since Fu Ning came to the capital, he has only seen Feng Yun once, and when he saw him again, he was in a very good mood: "Brother Yun, are you on vacation today?"

Feng Yun shook his head: "Nothing, just wearing casual clothes, walking will not cause panic."

After all, he had something to do, so he left after saying a few words, Fu Ning said with a smile: "Sure enough, a person with official duties is always so busy."

At the end of the sentence, Xun Yi did not answer.

"Brother of the province?"

Xun Yi took a deep breath, looked at him, and said coldly, "What did you call him just now?"

Xun Yi: How many good brothers do you have? ! ?