Fifteen was holding glutinous rice balls. He had never thought his name sounded so nice.
Mingruo picked up a spoon from the spoon box, wiped it carefully with alcohol cotton, then rinsed it with tea and put it in the bowl in front of Si Haochen: "You can eat it now."
Si Haochen has black lines on his head. It's not because of this that he doesn't want to eat...
"It's very delicious, not very sweet." Mingruo added.
"Yeah." Si Haochen scooped up a glutinous rice ball and ate it. Well, the sweetness was acceptable.
After eating a bowl of hot glutinous rice balls, Mingruo felt that her whole body was warm. The results of the poetry competition in Dengke Building also came out. Mingruo rushed over to see the results, and Si Haochen followed closely to protect her, fearing that others would squeeze her.
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The top three colored papers were pasted on a large lantern and hung up for everyone to appreciate.
"Hey." Mingruo sighed, and the song "The Sapphire Case·Yuan Xiu" was indeed ranked first.
The top three on the stage are asked to go up to receive their prizes with the numbers on the colored slips. If they are not interested, give the number slips to Fifteen and ask him to help receive the awards. Fifteen is about to go up to the stage, Ming Ming
Ruo whispered a few instructions.
Fang Heng was very curious about what kind of romantic figure he was who could write a poem about the Lantern Festival so amazingly and brilliantly. But he never thought that a person dressed as a boy came up.
Shi Fifteen stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Master Fang, my wife likes the silver-haired crown to participate in the competition. I wonder if I can exchange prizes with the second place?"
That Fang Baoyan was worth more than a thousand taels, and this hair crown was only a few hundred taels. The scholar who won the second place was extremely happy: "I am willing to exchange."
Fang Heng captured the key point, and what the boy meant was that this poem was written by his wife.
Fang Heng handed out the prizes with his own hands. On the fifteenth day, he got a hair crown for his wife as he wished, and he was very happy.
Out of curiosity, Fang Heng kept following Fifteen. He wanted to see what kind of lady could write such a poem.
Fifteen handed the box containing the hair crown to Mingruo, Fang Heng's pupils shrank, these...are Prince Yun and Princess.
Mingruo took the brocade box, opened it and took a look. It was the hair crown she had noticed at first glance. Then she handed it to Si Haochen like a treasure: "Happy Lantern Festival."
"Thank you." Si Haochen took the brocade box with a smile on his face.
Fang Heng's jaw almost dropped to the ground. Is that man with gentle eyebrows really the cold-faced God of War who is so feared in Donghuan? Ahem, but then again, Princess Yun's literary talent and calligraphy are comparable.
He is said to be outstanding, no wonder he can make Prince Yun favor him.
"Let's go shopping there." Mingruo pointed in a direction with bright lights and bustling people.
"Okay." Si Haochen held the brocade box in one hand and held Mingruo in the other, walking toward the street with the most vendors.
Shi Fifteen followed behind with the lantern won by his wife, feeling secretly happy in his heart - it would be great to have a princess in the palace, and even the secret guards like them would be able to enjoy the lanterns. In the past, the prince would not come to such lively places.
Mingruo picked up two lanterns from the stall selling lanterns, a tiger lantern and a goldfish lantern. She tilted her head and asked Si Haochen, "Which one do you think Xuan'er likes?"
"Goldfish." Si Haochen gave the answer.
"I think it's a tiger."
"Then buy them all." Si Haochen provided a solution.
"Okay." Mingruo happily paid the money.
After wandering all the way down, Fifteen carried a lot of things in big and small bags. Mingruo couldn't stand it anymore, so she turned around and wanted to help get a lantern.
"Huh?" Mingruo saw a familiar figure and hurriedly turned into the alley next to him.
"What's wrong?" Si Haochen followed Mingruo's gaze and looked over.
"It's nothing, I think I saw Jixue." Mingruo didn't think much about it. After all, she gave the three maids a holiday before going out, and it was normal for them to go out to the lantern festival.
Mingruo was quickly attracted by the gadgets on the stall, but Si Haochen made a vague gesture and asked Ah Si, who was hiding in the dark, to follow him and take a look.
Mingruo wandered around for a while and felt tired. She wanted to find a place to rest. Today, everywhere was crowded, and there was no place to rest in restaurants or restaurants.
Si Haochen also saw Mingruo's tiredness: "Let's go back."
"I want to go back too, but I can't walk." Mingruo squatted on the ground like a child playing naughty and refused to move.
"How about my husband carrying you back?" Si Haochen said jokingly.
"No." Mingruo's little head shook like a rattle.
"Then you stay here, I'm going back to my hometown." His Royal Highness Prince Yun was not happy if he couldn't even walk and was not hugged.
"You left me here, aren't you afraid that I'll be photographed by a philanderer?" Mingruo raised her little face and asked with a smile.
"Then what do you want?" Si Haochen raised his eyebrows.
"Carry me."
Si Haochen handed the brocade box he had been holding to Mingruo: "Hold it for me."
"Okay." Mingruo took the brocade box.
Si Haochen turned around, bent his usually straight back, and said in a deep voice: "Come up."
Ming Ruo lay on the solid and warm back, and with a thought, the brocade box in his hand was put into the space. Then, he wrapped his slender arms around Si Haochen's neck - such a cold, arrogant and noble man was willing to bend his respect for himself.
The waist and spine make Mingruo feel cozy and sweet.
Si Haochen held Mingruo's legs with his arms, tapped his toes, and went directly to the roof, so that he didn't have to walk among the crowded people.
Although Si Haochen practiced Qing Gong, his speed was not very fast. If Ming could see the surrounding scenery clearly, he would not be blinded by the wind.
"Huh?" Mingruo gently patted Si Haochen's shoulder, signaling him to stop.
Si Haochen stood still on the ridge of the roof and followed Mingruo's hand to look at an open window. It was a private room on the second floor of Jian Mingxuan. The prince and Bei Chi Xue Nu sat opposite each other. On the table in front of them were exquisite dishes.
pastries, and Jian Mingxuan's newly launched 'honey grapefruit tea' for the Chinese New Year.
The prince picked up a puff with a silver clip and put it on the snow girl's plate. He said with a smile: "Ms. Liansheng, try it. This snack tastes great."
Lian Sheng frowned slightly when she didn't like people calling her by her name. But now is no longer the time to lose temper at will. This is Prince Donghuan, and he will definitely be able to use him in the future. Losing the Magic Ice Bead is already a serious crime, and he can't do it anymore.
After completing the mission assigned by the monarch, she would no longer have to live. Lian Sheng lowered her eyes, hiding the contempt and disdain in her eyes.
The pastry exuded a sweet and tempting taste. Lian Sheng resisted the urge to eat it with a cold and noble expression on her face: "I don't eat much on weekdays."
The prince was not upset and poured a cup of grapefruit tea and put it in front of Liansheng: "Then drink some tea."
Liansheng still showed some respect, picked up the tea cup and took a sip "reluctantly". It gave people the impression that I am a little fairy who only drinks nectar, but you and other mortals give me this!
