"Miss, this is actually a festival. Even married people will go out to play in the streets. It's not that serious. Even if the pairing is successful, if you each have an engagement, you will definitely not be able to be together. It's not like it's over. Even if the marriage is successful,
Your fiancé, His Highness Prince Jing, will go there, and now all the ladies are guessing what he will draw, trying to be the same as what he draws. Some are even more exaggerated. In order to match Prince Jing, they even spent money to bribe Prince Jing's palace.
Young man."
Liu'er said this, rolled his eyes, and looked at Changle with a sincere expression, "Miss, this time you must draw an ordinary one, such as plum blossoms, lotus flowers, or chess, tigers, rabbits, foxes, etc. Draw these
There are the most noble men in the world. You will definitely be able to quickly match one by then, and you will no longer have to be embarrassed and laughed at this year. You have to know that every year, the girls who are not matched with each other will not only be ridiculed and looked down upon, but also have to drink a lot.
Wine can't kill you."
"It's pitiful enough to be ridiculed and ridiculed, but you also have to drink a jar of wine. Is there anything more tragic than this?" Changle's memory immediately resurfaced in the past when he was drunk.
In her memory, she was laughed at every year, and was dragged to the inferior wine vat by Lin Muxue and the others, who poured wine into her one by one until her intestines almost vomited out.
Jin Xing was carried home in pain.
Have you been treating her like this for the past three years?
Changle narrowed her eyes coldly, she wanted to see what kind of lantern show this was.
She wanted to see who would dare to tease her and laugh at her this year.
But this lantern festival was quite interesting. She picked up the brush, thought a little in her heart, and started painting quietly on the lantern.
Although she is not a master of painting, she can still paint some ordinary things quite well. After thinking about it, what should she paint?
In fact, if you can meet a destined person who draws the same pattern as yourself at the lantern festival, it will be considered a great blessing in life.
After spinning her pen, she suddenly thought of what she wanted to draw.
In her memory, the burst of fireflies that day was beautiful, and the image of fireflies flying around her always lingered in her heart.
With this thought in mind, I started to draw with my hands. After a while, there were a group of green fireflies flying in the sky on the white paper.
Small green light spots danced among the rows of pear trees, and the pear blossoms fell, setting off the faint full moon in the sky, creating a beautiful night scene.
Looking at the lifelike fireflies painted by Changle, Liu'er's little mouth was already rounded, "Miss, your painting is so good. Is this a firefly? The way it flies among the pear flowers is really beautiful. I think there must be no one
When you think about it, your painting is definitely unique."
Having said this, she hurriedly said: "If no one draws fireflies, wouldn't you, Miss, be unable to find a match? Then you will definitely lose miserably and will be laughed at."
Changle didn't care if anyone drew exactly the same thing, she just raised her eyebrows slightly, dipped the dye extracted from the green flowers and leaves, and continued to paint on the drawing paper.
"What you do through means is not called fate at all. The so-called fate is destined by God and is unexpected. If there are people like me in this painting, it proves that I am destined to him. If I do it for
Being afraid of people's jokes and following the trend of others is not called fate at all, it is called opportunism. God will never give a good fate to those who are opportunistic."