[Jianwang 3] Long accompany

Chapter 26 Later

"You can't take it off, put it on quickly, don't freeze it."

"I...Qin Zihuang, don't you think I'm dressed like a bun?"

"It's not like, at most it's a custard bun."

"...Isn't the custard bun also a bun? Wait... who is the custard bun!"

"Shhhhhhhh, I'm red bean buns, it's just a pair."

"A pair of your uncle!" Ye Linlang was angry, and pulled the thick cloak that covered her hood: "How can you throw a pot when you are dressed like this!"

"Hey, I said two guest officials, are you still voting?" Monk Zhang Er, a peddler who watched the stall, was puzzled.

Ye Linlang stared at Qin Zihuang for a while, gave up the idea of ​​taking off the cloak, turned her face away, and said in a loud voice: "Vote, why don't you vote, Miss Ben will let you see what it means to be a leader today."

"Grandma, you, you can pick any lottery you want, if you vote again, the shop will lose money..."

The peddler wiped off his sweat, looked at the crowd of onlookers who were shouting hello, and then at Ye Linlang, who was holding a stick in her hand, and thought how divine this aunt was, she really wanted a kiss dead.

Ye Linlang smiled slightly, threw the small stick in his hand into the farthest pot, clapped his hands and said, "You are welcome, brother, here is a Yuxi lotus lantern. I want a big one."

A long street, the night market is noisy, and the lanterns are like daytime.

Ye Linlang and Qin Zihuang walked slowly, as if they would never reach the end.

On the flower boat by the river, there is a piano lady singing slowly, the dark dust follows the horse, and the bright moon follows the people.

Ye Linlang thought of something, and suddenly chuckled.Qin Zihuang blinked: "What?"

Ye Linlang shook her head, she remembered that when she woke up, Zihuang was saying by her bedside that she definitely owed her family a debt in her previous life, so Linlang came to collect the debt in this life, and said that she hadn't paid the debt yet? How could the creditor let her go? Well, it's too inconsistent with Qian Chuanzi's usual style... and so on.

Lin Lang once thought that it was Zi Huang who was persistently muttering beside her bed, so she finally woke up with a smile.

"I saw you for the first time when I woke up. Miss Ben was so happy."

"If you don't wake up, I'm afraid I'm really going crazy."

Ye Linlang smiled and said, "So Zihuang likes me so much."

Qin Zihuang said calmly, "Yes. I love you very much."

Ye Linlang was kind and generous: "I love you very much, too."

"..." Qin Zihuang couldn't calm down this time, when did Ye Linlang, a girl who desperately wanted to save face, say such blunt words!Qin Zihuang was afraid that she would be a servant... no, she was not a servant, she was——

"You say it again?"

Ye Linlang opened her pure and innocent eyes: "What did I just say?"

"You... the general ordered you to say it again."

"I also--"

"Crackling." Suddenly, a bouquet of golden fireworks bloomed in the sky, and pedestrians around stopped to watch. Someone shouted, "The music and dance of fireworks has begun", and more and more fireworks rose into the night sky one after another. Arranged into a beautiful and auspicious pattern.

Qin Zihuang's face was dark because he didn't hear the second half of the sentence, Ye Linlang had already bent down with an unkind smile: "Hey, General Qin, this time the fireworks are against you." Qin Zihuang wanted to pinch Linlang. Waist, Lin Lang hid with a smile, and the two went against the flow of people to the tea stall outside the city. At this time, there were almost no customers, and most of them went to the city to visit the Lantern Festival. The two chose a table facing the street and sat down. time people.The proprietress has a good face, her hair is tied with flowers, and she is leaning on the pillar to watch the fireworks not far away. When she saw the two people, she suddenly smiled: "Hey, isn't this the little knight from back then?"

"The beautiful boss has a good memory." Ye Linlang knew the boss's wife's surname was Zhao, but she still called the beautiful boss with a smile.

Zhao Yunruisu picked up the teapot, poured two cups, and smiled slightly: "I invite you to drink tea."

Ye Linlang didn't refuse, took a sip, and said with a smile, "It's still Emei Baiya."

Zhao Yunrui also smiled: "It's still Emei Baiya."

Qin Zihuang also took a sip. Back then, she didn't know what kind of tea it was, but she remembered the taste back then, and the little girl in yellow on the other side of the table, and she looked at her with a smile, and put a tea in her palm. Abacus beads, she took it.

Holding hands is a lifetime.

Ye Linlang touched her with her elbow: "Boss Beauty is talking to you."

"Miss Qin has grown up too. It's time to be called General Qin. Women don't give in to men. Replace wine with tea, toast."

Qin Zihuang came back to his senses, drank the tea in the cup, and smiled: "The lady boss is too famous."

Zhao Yunrui put down the handkerchief in his hand, and said leisurely: "The rivers and lakes are far away, and the world is vast. If you can meet and know each other, it is not easy. If you can stay together and know each other, it will be a blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of years. The word for fate is love." One thing, you can’t ask for it, the world always thinks that what you can’t get is good, but you don’t cherish what you have. There are very few people who can end up with one thing. In the current world, there are many people who are trapped by love. But most of them are not very good at their brains." The proprietress smiled at the two of them: "Smart people like you are rare. Remember to drink tea often."

Qin Zihuang nodded, and Ye Linlang smiled and said, "Definitely."

Back then outside Luoyang City, the spring breeze was soft and warm; now that the ice and snow have not disappeared, but because there is someone by my side, I feel warmer.

Ye Linlang squinted evilly and smiled: "How much did General Qin understand what the beautiful boss said?"

Qin Zihuang was very sincere: "One word."

Lin Lang said "oh" with great interest: "Which sentence?"

"One hundred years of cultivation can cross the same boat, and one thousand years of cultivation can make one sleep together."

The corners of Linlang's mouth twitched a little: "...how did the proprietress say that?"

"That's what the proprietress means. So let's sleep together today."

"You... you..." Ye Linlang lifted a rock and smashed her own foot again, and said in a hateful voice, "Let's die together!"