The prince gave me a bamboo horse

After dinner, Ning Nanxu and Wen Xingyuan went home without staying any longer.

It's funny when Wen Xingyuan thinks of Ming Huaiyan's reluctance just now, but it's punishment!Who told him to be so shameless!

In mid-August, Ming Huaiyan sent a letter to Wen Xingyuan, inviting Wen Xingyuan to go to Junyang City. Wen Xingyuan still remembered the jokes when he went to Junyang City, and some didn't want to go, but Ming Huaiyan's words were sincere in the letter , every word weeping blood, just reluctantly agree!

It is worth mentioning that Ming Xiuqi finally came back a few days ago.

That night the emperor sent a letter asking him to enter the palace the next day. Ming Xiuqi didn't expect what would happen at that time, after all he hadn't done anything recently!

As a result, just after entering Chengqian Palace, the gate was closed, and the howling inside lasted for a long time!

The emperor broke three feather dusters and five bamboo sticks, and Ming Xiuqi was carried back to the mansion with a chicken feather on his head.

Ming Xiuqi lay in the mansion cursing for three days, but he didn't do anything. If your son likes men, hit me!Just because I like men too?

But when Ming Xiuqi thought about it afterwards, he really didn't do anything, but he seemed to have done everything!

Ming Huaiyan waited until Ming Xiuqi's anger had almost subsided before coming to visit with a gift. Ming Xiuqi pointed at Ming Huaiyan's nose and cursed for a long time, then waved him away. There.

The appointed day to go to Junyang City arrived, Ming Huaiyan took a flower petal bath on the first day, and then chose a newly made dress for the palace servants to use as incense.

The next day Wen Xingyuan saw that Ming Huaiyan was wearing a golden dress, it was a bit eye-catching, but he was good-looking, and the color of the clothes could not be overwhelmed.

"Yuan'er, let's go!" Ming Huaiyan urged.

When they got into the carriage, Ming Huaiyan naturally caught Wen Xingyuan and rubbed them together. If he hadn't been a little rational, he might not be able to see people.

When he arrived in Junyang City, Ming Huaiyan didn't stay at the inn, but asked Lou Cheng to come in advance and spend a lot of money to book an independent small courtyard.

There is a big sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard. There are stone tables and benches under the tree, covered with sweet-scented osmanthus. There is a well in the corner. I don’t know how the craftsmen did it. The osmanthus flowers falling with the wind flow to the small pond in the yard.

"Yuan'er!" Ming Huaiyan hugged Wen Xingyuan from behind.

Wen Xingyuan picked at Huaiyan's finger, "Brother Ayan, I like this place very much, can I buy it?"

"Okay, shall we come here every year from now on?" Ming Huaiyan asked.

Wen Xingyuan blushed, "Okay!"

Changsheng boiled hot water and brought it in, then sat with Lou Cheng on the steps outside the kitchen in a daze, "Lou Cheng, why are you still alone?"

Lou Cheng didn't know why Changsheng asked, "I didn't meet you!"

"Oh!" Chang Sheng said with a smile, "I met you. Chang Fu and I will serve the young master together. The young master said a few days ago that I should find time to finish things!"

"Congratulations!" Lou Cheng inexplicably ate a handful of dog food.

Chang Sheng chuckled, "You must come when the time comes!"

"Okay!" However, Lou Cheng asked, "Have you set your date yet?"

Chang Sheng shook his head, "I want to wait until the son's matter is settled!" Then he glanced at the room, "I think His Highness will definitely make an arrangement for you, so I want to wait!"

"Ok!"

When Wen Xingyuan woke up, he felt the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus on his body. He pulled his shoes and walked out the door. It would be a bit late, the moon was hanging in the sky, and there was a twinkling star beside him.

When Ming Huaiyan came back from outside, he saw Wen Xingyuan looking up at the sky and admiring the moon, with a look of tranquility.

Carrying the paper bag over, "Is it cold?"

"not cold!"

"Then I'll take you somewhere!"

Ming Huaiyan carried Wen Xingyuan to the roof of the tallest building in Junyang City, the wind was a bit strong, there was a faint fragrance of flowers, and the stars and the moon were getting closer.

Wen Xingyuan was a little scared, took Ming Huaiyan's hand, and then boldly looked down, the long street lit up with lights, and thousands of lights dotted nearby and far away.

"It's so beautiful!" Wen Xingyuan moved his feet.

Ming Huaiyan looked at Wen Xingyuan, "Well, very beautiful!"

Then Ming Huaiyan took something out from the side, "What is this?" Wen Xingyuan saw that Ming Huaiyan had it with him from the beginning.

Ming Huaiyan didn't speak, and slowly turned it on, "It's the Kongming Lantern!"

Ming Huaiyan asked Wen Xingyuan to hold it, and then lit it with a torch, "Let's make a wish together and let it fly together, shall we?"

Wen Xingyuan nodded, "Okay!"

Wen Xingyuan closed his eyes, and slowly let go of his hands. The Kongming Lantern slowly flew up into the sky, and then turned into a small dot.

"Flying so high, our wish will definitely come true!" Ming Huaiyan said slowly.

"Hmm..." Wen Xingyuan simply leaned into Ming Huaiyan's arms, listening to Ming Huaiyan's heartbeat, and looking at the distant scenery.

Hearing the breathing around him calm down, Ming Huaiyan lowered his head and kissed Wen Xingyuan's forehead.

Just when he was about to take Wen Xingyuan back, several fireworks rose in the distance, and then continued to rise. Wen Xingyuan opened his eyes, "We have chosen a good location!"

"Ok!"

The fireworks had been set off for a long time, and the food Ming Huaiyan bought was already cold, so Ming Huaiyan took Wen Xingyuan down and found a noodle stall to sit down.

It was already very late after eating the noodles, the two walked towards the small courtyard hand in hand, the moonlight shone on the ground, stretching their figures very long.

Coming to the 500-year-old sweet-scented osmanthus tree again, Ming Huaiyan held Wen Xingyuan's hand and wrote stroke by stroke: Life and death are in harmony with each other, and talk to Zicheng.Hold your hand and grow old with you.

Wen Xingyuan blushed and tied the belt with Ming Huaiyan, "Brother Ayan!"

"Ok!"

"Husband!" Wen Xingyuan spoke weakly, but Ming Huaiyan still heard it.

In an instant, like thousands of fireworks blooming, Ming Huaiyan smiled softly, "Yes, Wen Lang!"

Wen Xingyuan pinched Ming Huaiyan's fingertips, and there was a little water in his eyes, "Let's go home!"

"it is good!"

After staying in Junyang City for several days, Huaiyan didn't even want to go back, but he still had a lot of things to do, so he had to go back.

Before leaving, Ming Huaiyan took Wen Xingyuan to the osmanthus tree and folded an osmanthus flower and put it on Wen Xingyuan's head.

Wen Xingyuan also raised his hand and gave Ming Huaiyan a shot, "Me too, brother Ayan, you have to take good care of me and don't bully me."

"Okay!" Ming Huaiyan kissed lightly.

On the way back, Wen Xingyuan bought a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus honey in the shop. On the way, he brewed a cup and handed it to Ming Huaiyan, then poured himself another cup, "Brother Ayan, I respect you!"

Ming Huaiyan drank it in one gulp, "Well, it's very sweet!"