Qingge carried the colored glass lantern and walked to the lake.
The lamp is a double lamp, with a lotus lamp placed quietly inside the glass where the crystal clear light flows.
Put the red paper for blessing into the lotus lantern, and then place the lotus lantern on the water.
Not only that, there are also sky lanterns emitting dark red rising slowly, filling the entire night sky, which is even more beautiful than the brilliance of the stars and the bright moon.
A Shenyue River, with dense lotus lanterns floating on the calm and slow flowing water.
Qingge wore a lavender mask on her face, her silver hair was tied high into a ponytail, the ends of her hair were slightly curled up, and silk-like tassels hung down from one side of the mask.
She and Ji Yue were blowing the river breeze, back to back, and wrote blessing words on red paper.
After a while, the two people turned around, smiled at each other, took each other's lotus lanterns, and placed them in the river.
Looking at the two lotus lanterns, getting further and further away...
According to the ancient legends of Shenyue City and the customs of the Lantern Festival, if lovers exchange lanterns and pray for each other in the same way, they can be together for a hundred years and stay together until death.
Qingge's eyes followed the lotus lanterns until the two lanterns floated to the end of the Shenyue River.
"Mother, mother..." Little Baozi held the goddess's hand and walked over with a glazed lamp in one hand.
The goddess saw Qing Ge and smiled slightly.
Qingge nodded, squatted down, and straightened the skirt of the little bun: "Does Ye'er have a wish?"
"It's already written. Can mother help me put out the lanterns?" Little Baozi asked.
"Okay." Qingge rubbed the little bun's head and immediately put the lotus lantern beside the Shenyue River.
The little bun was dancing with excitement: "Yes, yes, yes, it's great."
"What did Ye'er pray for?" the goddess asked with a smile.
Little Baozi stopped waving his hands, held his chin with his small hands, and said seriously: "The country is peaceful and the people are safe, the weather is smooth, the grain is plentiful, and all over the world, there will be no more bloody disputes in troubled times."
The little bun was serious and serious, with a serious face. He said his grand wish in a sweet voice, with firm belief in his watery eyes.
Qingge and the other three were stunned. They did not treat Little Baozi as an ordinary child.
"Why this wish?" Ji Yue asked.
The little bun looked at Ji Yue indifferently, then showed a cute expression, looked at Qing Ge, grinned, revealing slightly pointed tiger teeth and two shallow dimples: "My family, country and world are at peace, mother, you can be good
Take a rest."
Qing Ge was stunned and rubbed the little bun's head, his eyes were slightly red.
As I get older, I can no longer hear such warm words.
Her Ye'er is really well-behaved and sensible, but it feels aggrieved to follow her as a mother.
Other people's children, who were not pregnant in ten months, landed smoothly on the ground. However, the little bun turned into a blood demon seed and narrowly escaped death.
Little Baozi opened his hands and threw himself into Qingge's arms. He held Qingge's neck tightly with both hands. In Qingge's ear, he said in a voice that could be heard by two people: "When Ye'er grows up, you can fight away those people."
Bad guy, please protect your mother."
Ji Yue frowned suddenly as she looked at the tired mother and son.
Even his own son is jealous. He shouldn't be the first one in the world, right?
If she hadn't known that Aventurine was still alive and had even become the Qinglian King, Ji Yue would have almost thought that Little Baozi was the reincarnation of Aventurine's love rival.
Thinking about it this way, it is better to be a daughter. They say that a daughter clings to her father and will never be like Little Baozi, who is so domineering and provocative after fighting for favor.
Ji Yue looked at Qingge, feeling heartbroken.
It was only during this period that he realized that his wife had gone through a torture that was even more painful than the ten-month pregnancy.
I almost lost half my life trying to bear children for him.
How could he not love such a good girl?
He loved her to the core, day and night, all the time, she was in his heart, eyes, and mind.
Ji Yue walked to Qingge's side and stroked a leaf from Qingge's shoulder.
Qing Ge turned to look at Ji Yue, and the two looked at each other and smiled.
Having been in love for a long time, we have a tacit understanding and everything is silent.
The goddess quietly retreated, leaving time for the family of three.
The goddess walked aimlessly in the long street, wearing a black mask, snow-white hair, and silver eyes.
The sky lanterns were flying under the stars and the moon all night long, and the goddess walked to a tavern holding the glass lantern.
The tavern is not fancy, and is even a bit shabby, which seems a bit out of place in this luxurious ancient elf city.
There are several benches and long tables inside and outside the tavern. If the wind blows, the tables and chairs will shake and creak.
That night, two not-so-exquisite colored glass lanterns were hung in front of the tavern. The night was dim, the sky lanterns were like smoke, the Shenyue River was blooming with fiery red light, and the river was full of lotus lanterns. It was unclear where the stream ended.
The goddess stopped in front of the tavern. She saw aventurine, drunk and unconscious.
The goddess frowned, walked over and helped Aventurine up, "Brother, it's time to go."
Aventurine pushed the goddess away and fell to the ground.
As if he was following the local customs, he also wore a mask and carried a glazed lantern around his waist to celebrate this damn Lantern Festival.
"Let me drink." Aventurine held the wine jar, raised his head and drank.
"What are you doing?"
"I use wine to relieve my sorrows." Aventurine said: "It would be so sad if I couldn't even drink wine."
"Why don't you let yourself go?" The goddess has always known that aventurine may seem gentle, but her feelings are hot.
Aventurine will not let Qingge feel any annoyance, because he is knowledgeable and sensible, but he can't let himself go.
This heart, who is it? The autumn water flows eastward, with no possibility of flowing back.
Every time I think about it, my heart seems to be torn and penetrated by a sword, and it is riddled with wounds. It is a pain that is worse than death.
Finally, having no choice but to sit on the bench and wait for the aventurine.
Aventurine kept drinking, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Lan'er." Aventurine called her name, and the goddess's heart trembled suddenly.
This was the first time he called her name.
"Brother, aren't you in a bad mood?" The word "brother" made the goddess wake up immediately.
She understood that even a stone in this world could move people, but it could not move Aventurine.
"Brother is very handsome," the goddess said.
Aventurine said nothing, drank wine, and said with a smile: "You have to work harder in the next life. This life will be like this..."
He has great ambitions and only hopes that the next life will be faster.
Aventurine held the wine jar, lay on the table and fell asleep. The goddess took off her snow-colored cloak and covered Aventurine's body with graceful movements.
"Little beauty, can you take off the mask so that I can see your true beauty?" A man with an indescribable appearance came over.
The three men were traveling together. They were all relatively vulgar and belonged to the tavern generation. They idled around all day, eating and waiting to die.
Seeing the three of them, all the guests in the tavern fled, leaving only the proprietress.
The proprietress wore a mask and looked like a girl. Her appearance was indistinguishable, but her eyes were as beautiful as cold stars.
If Jiuci were here, he would have discovered that the tavern proprietress was the girl who had just knocked off the glazed lamp.