The evil king trains the concubine: Don't mess with the daughter of the snake and scorpion 454. Chapter 454 Make you nine hundred and ninety-nine wishes
454. Chapter 454 Make you nine hundred and ninety-nine wishes
A ridiculous idea came to mind. It was a dark and windy night, and it was the time to kill people and buy goods. Could this person be planning to take her to kill people and buy goods, or to rob the rich and give to the poor?
The two of them just walked in the snow, leaving big and small footprints, saying nothing all the way, until they reached a small alley after twists and turns. Yun Zheng took her hand and walked into the depths of the alley.
Passing through the small door, I walked into a courtyard. There was no sound and silence in the courtyard.
Could it be that he really brought her to rob the rich and give to the poor?
Lin Qingran couldn't help but stop, pulled him, and asked softly: "Where is this?"
Why did he sneak into someone else's yard silently? If he alerted someone, what should he do if he really thought they were kidnappers?
Yun Zheng didn't say anything, just chuckled, and held her hand firmly through the corridor. A shallow light seemed to shine through in the distance.
Lin Qingran froze, as if she had spied something, and the small hand held by Yun Zheng moved, and turned to look at the man.
"What are those?" She asked Yun Zheng, pointing to the shallow light, but her fingers trembled slightly.
"You'll know if you go and see it!" His brows and eyes were gentle, like twinkling stars in the night sky.
Every time she thought she understood this person, she would find that she actually didn’t understand him at all: Is that what she thought?
Lin Qingran sighed to herself: How could there be such a coincidence in the world? Yun Zheng knew her preferences in the past, how could he know about it in this life?
Since he was determined to show off, Lin Qingran had no choice but to be patient and follow him towards the place where the light was shining, his expression secretly aroused.
"God, that's..."
Lin Qingran's mind felt as if thousands of flowers were blooming in an instant. For a moment, she didn't know whether it was joy or what?
But this clear blue water lake, I don’t know why it has never frozen in this cold winter day?
Countless lights flicker on the lake. They are small light boats, which can carry people's hopes and swim on the lake. They are rippling on the blue lake, like countless fireflies. The lake is also rippling, and the boat lights are light and fluttering.
The waves stirred up by the night wind gradually merge into the colorful night, swimming softly on the brightly lit lake.
"Nine hundred and ninety-nine ship lanterns can grant you nine hundred and ninety-nine wishes." His eyes were clear, like the bright moonlight, gentle and bright: "Although it is not as romantic as the fireworks, it is not as romantic as the steamed sea bass with hibiscus and pearls.
It’s luxury, but it’s all my promise.”
Make nine hundred and ninety-nine wishes!
Lin Qingran was startled: "Is this... a congratulatory gift from you?"
"Yeah!" There was unconscious nervousness and flattery in his lowered eyes: "Do you like it?"
How could Lin Qingran not like it? Nine hundred and ninety-nine wishes, is there any woman in the world who wouldn't like it?
Her eyes were slightly red, and she nodded and said, "I like it very much!"
"I knew you liked it!" The voice was indescribably firm, as if she had already figured out her intention.
The corners of Yun Zheng's mouth curved up, his eyebrows stretched, and his eyes reflected thousands of lights on the lake. It was so beautiful that it made people intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.
“It’s really, really beautiful.”
A boat lantern was blown to the shore by the wind. Lin Qingran walked to the lake and carefully picked up the small boat lantern. The green lake water wet the corners of her skirt, but she didn't care at all.
The withered branches of the weeping willow hung on her face in the wind, as naughty as feathers, outlining the itchy threads, layer upon layer, like the thread of fate.