Chapter 128 The Storm of the Republic of China 8

In recent years, influenced by the West, Western festivals have become popular here, and today happens to be Valentine's Day.

Men and women who accept the concept of free love and marriage gather by the river to look at the various gadgets sold by roadside vendors. From time to time, beautiful river lanterns float across the river.

Considering Ming Xun's special status and fearing that there would be spies mixed in the crowd that would be detrimental to him, the guards specially rented a boat for them to enjoy the scenery.

An old man was sitting on the stern of the boat, and Zhu Chu and Ming Xun were standing on the bow admiring the lanterns.

The river lanterns were made into various patterns, with a candle burning in the middle, floating precariously on the water, reflecting the swaying water shadow of the lights.

Zhu Chu had seen the dazzling galaxy before. The stars were beautiful and dreamy, but they were not as good as the river lanterns at this moment, which were full of human fireworks.

Ming Xun was standing next to her, the light reflected in his eyes a blur of reality, his figure was slender, but he could not hide the feeling of loneliness.

Zhu Chu suddenly thought, would the main god Shang Li, who was high in the ninth heaven, be like this?

It's a pity that she seems to have never seen him before.

As the night got darker, a chill came over her. Zhuchu covered her nose and sneezed. The moment she raised her head, a slightly warm cloak was draped around her shoulders.

It's Mingxun.

The jade-white hands were particularly beautiful in the light and shadow. He lowered his eyes and gently tightened the collar of the cloak around the girl, his movements full of seriousness.

"Sorry, I didn't take this into consideration."

It is hard to imagine that this big man who made his enemies frightened could have a hint of grievance in his pursed lips at this moment, looking pitiful.

So what if he has no memory? He cares about her so much in every aspect.

Zhu Chu didn't want to quarrel with him anymore.

Her eyebrows were curved, she stepped forward and arrogantly placed her hand on the young man's cheek, squeezing it lightly.

"Then let's do it, it's even."

I guess no one would dare to pinch the face of the person in front of me.

Zhu Chu took back his hand with satisfaction.

The cloak was very effective in keeping out the cold, and her body warmed up in no time. Mingxun took out two river lanterns from somewhere and handed one to her.

"Make a wish, it's said to be very effective."

His voice was still cold and his eyes were calm and composed, but Zhu Chu could taste a hint of hidden expectation in them.

She took the lotus lantern with a smile, squatted down with Ming Xun, and put them into the water, and soon they floated into the distance with the direction of the current.

There seemed to be a voice chanting in a low voice in the air.

"May the sky always be bright and may the years be peaceful."

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When Ming Xun sent Zhu Chu back, it was already dark at night, and all the street vendors had closed their stalls. The streets were deserted and deserted, with only street lamps standing alone on both sides.

Normally, the Xu family would have closed the door and rested at this time, but today it was unexpectedly brightly lit, and a servant who was dozing was guarding the door.

Seeing the car parked in front of the door, the servant suddenly woke up and ran in to report the news.

"Master, the eldest lady is back."

Xu Tian quickly stood up from his seat, and before he could go out to greet him, people outside had already walked in.

The girl's figure was petite, and the cloak on her body had already touched the floor, but the person next to her didn't care. The moment he looked at the girl, his eyes were gentle and soft.

Xu Tian was startled and hurriedly stepped forward: "Thank you, Marshal, for sending your little girl back. Xu is very grateful."
Chapter completed!