[Da Song Juvenile Chronicles] Two wishes

Today, the seventh day of July, is the annual Qiqiao Festival. Lu Zhangyuan gave all the members of the Secret Pavilion a holiday. Those who can sneak in the Secret Pavilion slipped out. Yuan Zhongxin also pulled you up early in the morning to watch the night temple fair.

Today you rarely changed the self-defense armor that you have been wearing on weekdays, and put on the clothes that ordinary women in the Song Dynasty wear. I was tossing to death, trying on clothes one after another, looking at one pearl hairpin after another, but when you saw yourself in the mirror, you were amazed.

The woman with bright teeth and bright eyes in the mirror turned out to be herself.

"Go to the appointment tonight." You heard Zhao Jian say so.

夜晚

The streets and alleys of Kaifeng City are decorated with colorful lanterns, and the streets are bustling with activity. Many boudoir women rarely go to the streets to visit temple fairs and lantern festivals.

Among them, the most talked about grand event is the temple fair of Yanzhen Temple outside the Chongming Gate. Yuan Zhongxin took you to the temple fair, just like a pair of ordinary men and women, to tie the red belt.

There is a century-old pine tree in the backyard of Yanzhen Temple. It is said that as long as you tie a red ribbon on the century-old pine tree and make a wish under the tree, the two will be married for a hundred years.Originally Yuan Zhongxin didn't believe this, but since you expressed your heart to him, you heard him muttering that he must go there and tie the red ribbon with his own hands.

There was tenderness in Yuan Zhongxin's eyes, he stretched out his hand and tied the red ribbon he had prepared earlier, and turned to look at you. "Make a wish."

"Okay." A bright smile dazzled his eyes.

You bow your head and make a wish to the century-old pine tree. You will depend on Yuan Zhongxin for the rest of your life, and you will never be separated for the rest of your life.

We must always, always be together.

You made a wish, turned and looked up at him.I saw him take your hand and say to you: "Lan Youxiu, Chrysanthemum Youfang, pregnant with beauty, don't forget*."

*From "Autumn Wind Song" by Liu Che in Han Dynasty

A blush appeared on your face, and you understood what he meant, and the blush slowly spread to the back of your ears, looking at you from his perspective, the roots of your ears were all red.

"Since seeing a gentleman, Yunhu doesn't like it*." You replied softly.

*From Zhang Ruoxu's "National Wind, Zheng Feng, Wind and Rain"

He hugged you tightly, and you suddenly felt him leaning down, and you could feel the breath in his nose on your face.

Breathing is hot, his voice seems to be hoarse, even the ending is low, you can't help but blush, your fingers clenched your skirt, and your voice is delicate. "Yuan Zhongxin, kiss me."

Your words suddenly ignited the fire in his eyes, and that fire was so hot that it ignited you again, and in an instant, his lips climbed up.He lifted your chin with his hand, and pried open your lips arbitrarily, just like a victorious general, occupying all of you step by step.

"Sweet," he said.

He pushed you up a tree and just stared at you quietly, but you could still see the turbulent waves in his eyes.

Another kiss fell gently, and the rapid breathing of the two fell on their ears, distracted.

You try your best to respond to Yuan Zhongxin, but no matter how many times you kiss, you are always unable to cope with his kisses, and you are always pushed down by him passively.

"Yeah." You whimpered and pushed him away. "We still have to go to the Lantern Festival."

He smiled softly and took your hand. "Let's go, let's go to the Lantern Festival. I will definitely help you win a lantern."

The lanterns at the Lantern Festival are so complicated and beautiful that you have never seen them in Daliao. It is rare to see them. You are like a wild antelope. You can look here and there as well.

When you pick up a butterfly lantern, the butterflies are lifelike and vivid, as if the butterflies are about to fly out, and you can see the exquisite craftsmanship of the craftsmen at a glance. "Yuan Zhongxin, look at this."

"It's beautiful." He followed behind you, saw you picking up the butterfly lantern, and boasted with a smile. "You look better."

loquacious!But today you wouldn't say that, you approached his ear and whispered to him: "I dressed up specially for Qiqiao Festival, do you like it?"

"I like it, as long as it's you, I like it." Yuan Zhongxin pinched your face with a smile on his face.

Most of the lanterns in the Lantern Festival are exquisite, but if you see too many, you will get tired of seeing them.Yuan Zhongxin knew that you were tired of watching the lanterns, so he dragged you to an unknown place mysteriously.

"There are fireworks at night, and it's the best place to watch them." Yuan Zhongxin sat on the railing with you, looking at the bright moonlight.

But after a while, the whole sky over Kaifeng City was illuminated by fireworks and dyed red.Groups of grand fireworks bloom in the night sky like huge umbrella flowers; like clusters of dazzling lamps shining in the night sky; like clusters of flowers blooming and floating golden powder.

The fireworks are colorful and fleeting like a flash in the pan.

But the person sitting next to you now will always be with you.Fireworks are easy to disperse, but love never disperses.

Even though the fireworks are as gorgeous and colorful as the bright stars in the dark night, when they fall in your eyes, they also become the foil of his shining eyes.

He quietly took out a hairpin from his bosom, it was a green hairpin with green jade dots.Yuan Zhongxin handed you this hairpin and put it in your palm: "I bought it for you, do you like it?"

This is the first time Yuan Zhongxin gave you a gift so solemnly, you originally thought he would not remember it.You saw that green hairpin with jade and jade dots when you went shopping with Xiaojing. You fell in love with it at first sight, but you didn't buy it. Do you still remember Xiaojing asking you in doubt: "Sister Shen, why don't you buy it?" buy it?"

You waved your hand, pretending to be indifferent: "There are not many hairpins, only fineness."

In fact, you remembered that Wang Kuan often bought gifts for Xiao Jing, but Yuan Zhongxin didn't seem to buy anything for you.

Presumably Xiaojing betrayed you, but you are very happy about this betrayal.

"Xiaojing told you." You took the hairpin he handed over and stroked it carefully.Hairpins are beautiful, but what you like more is the intention of the person who gave them.

With a laugh, he squeezed your hand tightly, and quietly approached your face: "Of course not."

No wonder, Yuan Zhongxin wouldn't tell you, if Wang Kuan hadn't run up to him to show off, he wouldn't have noticed, Qi Zhai's several tasks would have made him almost dead.

That fellow Wang Kuan was very proud to show off in front of him, as happy as if he had won some prize, that day.

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"What are you going to give Shen Xuan for the Qiqiao Festival?" Wang Kuan still had an upright image of a gentleman, but only Yuan Zhongxin knew that Wang Kuan was secretly showing off in his heart.

This wife-loving maniac!Does he still want to help Xiaojing buy a pair of Mohele*?

*Mohele: Mohele is a small plastic clay puppet, an expensive doll during the Qixi Festival of the Song Dynasty.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Yuan Zhongxin suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to have given you any presents, so he stopped talking with a guilty conscience.

Wang Kuan looked at Yuan Zhongxin with a guilty face, and asked, "In other words, what did you give her?"

Yuan Zhongxin thought for a long time, and finally he could only say: "Does Han Duanzhang count?"

Wang Kuan helplessly supported his forehead, seemingly helplessly: "I just want to tell you, Xiao Jing said that Shen Xuan took a fancy to a hairpin."

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"I'll help you put it on." Yuan Zhongxin took the hairpin in your hand, asked you to lower your head, put it on for you seriously, and blatantly kissed your forehead.

"May I hold my son's hand and grow old together with him," he said.