It is indeed the most prosperous Chang'an Street in Beijing. The night is as dark as water. It coincides with the New Year. Many people come out to buy New Year jewelry. After dark, every household lights up red lanterns. Looking from a distance, the street is actually red.
A row of them is hung on the rafters.
It didn't snow all day today, but after the snow melted, from time to time a small pile would fall from the trees and land on the umbrella, which was a bit of fun.
Jiang Wu and Fu Heng were walking side by side. Fu Heng was already very handsome and graceful. Jiang Wu was wearing a veil. Although she was not as invisible as Fu Heng, she was still pretty and beautiful.
After all, not everyone recognizes Fu Heng's face. The brave woman took the silk flower in her hand and threw it at Fu Heng. Unfortunately, Fu Heng was very cold and did not look sideways during the whole process. If the silk flower fell on his
At his feet, he would just pretend not to see it and just step on it.
Jiang Wu is a bit strange. At first glance, it looks a bit like shopping in the past, but the difference is that there are not so many neon lights and various colorful lights in buildings and shops, only red lanterns one by one.
She was still hungry, so she tugged on Fu Heng's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Sir, you just said you would take me to eat something delicious."
Fu Heng joked: "When did I say that?"
Jiang Wu's eyes widened: "Then why did you bring me out? Can't I go shopping with you?"
As soon as these words came out, Fu Heng chuckled, "You are quite clever." He leaned down and whispered in Jiang Wu's ear: "Although it's just a meal, it's not always the same."
The hot breath of Fu Heng's breath was still in his ears. Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, thinking that Fu Heng was a person who even planned to eat a meal, so it would be better to have less contact with him in the future.
Jiang Wu was so lost in thought that he didn't notice when he bumped into someone. His feet stumbled and he fell to the side.
"Be careful." Fu Heng frowned, but before he could finish his words, his other hand was faster than him and quickly wrapped around Jiang Wu's waist - the owner of that hand was wearing a moon-white robe, with the corners and cuffs rolled.
There was a golden thread, but from Jiang Wu's perspective, he could only see the man's angular chin.
The sea of lights on the street turned into red in the retina. Jiang Wu looked up at the man's chin, and then touched his smiling eyes.
Jiang Wu hurriedly stood up, lowered his head and saluted: "Thank you, Master, for saving me."
The man stood up straight. Jiang Wu quietly raised his eyes to look at him. This man was also very good-looking. He had a royal robe and a jade belt, and he was a gentleman. What's more, he had a pair of smiling eyes and showed kindness to everyone he saw.
Jiang Wu couldn't help but stare at him. She thought to herself that this man was really good-looking. Fu Heng was obviously more attractive in appearance, but he was not cold at all. She was so envious of such a naturally friendly person.
Already.
It wasn't until Fu Heng beside him coughed twice with a dark face that Jiang Wu came back to his senses, lowered his head in embarrassment, and quietly moved behind Fu Heng.
Coincidentally, this man seemed to be familiar with Fu Heng. He said to Fu Heng, "Zi Yuan actually comes to the night market too?"
Ziyuan is Fu Heng's nickname.
Fu Heng said nothing. The man glanced at Jiang Wu who quietly ran behind Fu Heng. He smiled and said, "Is this girl okay?"
Jiang Wu whispered: "It doesn't matter."
The man then said: "Why isn't Zhou Xian'en with you? I thought he was the only one beside you."
Fu Heng said: "I just went out to have a casual meal with my subordinates."
"Subordinate?" the man asked curiously: "Just this little girl?"
Fu Heng paused, then lowered his voice and said, "If His Highness Prince An has nothing to do tonight, he can go back to his residence to discuss state affairs with his staff."
King An? This person is King An? Jiang Wu felt that he saw the emperor's relatives again, and couldn't help but look up to see him. Who knew that Fu Heng reacted very quickly this time, and she was patted by him before she even raised her head?
After a while, the photo was taken again.
King An couldn't help but find it funny watching the interaction between the two people, but he also felt that Fu Heng was very uninterested. He was already stuck here, why didn't he plan to invite him to have dinner together? They also talked about discussing state affairs together, and that was a matter of turn.
Can you get him? Prince Ping, Duan, Prince Cheng, are all waiting in line.
It seemed that the hint was of no use. He simply raised his eyebrows and said to Jiang Wu: "Little girl, do you mind having more than one person eating at night?"
How could Jiang Wu dare to say that she didn't mind? She shook her head and said honestly: "It's not me who pays, it's... the adults who pay."
Jiang Wu had always adhered to the principle that Fu Heng was richer, so naturally he didn't think there was anything wrong with this.
However, King An's eyes turned to the two of them and he teased: "Master Fu is quite generous. I invited you to travel with me several times but you didn't go. Today you are willing to go out with me."
Jiang Wu wanted to refute that there was no such thing as a delicate lady, but thought for a while and then closed her mouth.
It seemed like it wasn't her place to say this.
Fu Heng seemed a little impatient and said: "I still have something to do, so I won't disturb Your Majesty."
With that said, he directly raised his legs and walked around King An. After he left, Jiang Wu naturally had no choice but to follow him obediently. When she caught up with Fu Heng, she looked back apologetically at King An.
King An was still standing where he was, not angry, he just looked at Jiang Wu with a smile.
This little girl is quite interesting, but I don’t know her origin.
Unknowingly, Jiang Wu and Fu Heng walked farther away. Jiang Wu pulled the corner of Fu Heng's clothes and whispered: "Sir, please slow down, His Highness Prince An has not looked over."
Fu Heng paused, half-smiling but not smiling: "Do you think I'm avoiding him?"
Jiang Wu turned to look at Fu Heng. His handsome face looked especially deep-cut in the change of light and shadow, which made Jiang Wu speechless for a moment. She thought for a while but still couldn't say the words, but in fact, what she was thinking was,
Prince An is the emperor's son, so he should have more rights than him. Moreover, judging from his attitude just now, it seems that he doesn't welcome Prince An very much.
Fu Heng didn't explain much. After the two of them walked a few steps, they saw a shop selling lanterns in front of them. The owner of the shop was an old man. The shop was small and not conspicuous among the various large shops nearby, but the lanterns
But it's very beautifully done.
Jiang Wu instantly forgot about being hungry. If we really talk about craftsmanship, modern is better, but this purely handmade lamp is small, exquisite, lifelike, and particularly beautiful.
She fell in love with one of the rabbit lanterns. The pattern on the lantern was a rabbit playing with a light golden hydrangea. It was naive and very cute.
Fu Heng followed her gaze and asked, "Do you like it?"
Jiang Wu couldn't move his eyes away and nodded quickly: "That rabbit is pretty."
"Wait for me here." After saying these words, he walked towards the crowded shop.
There were many young girls gathered in front of the shop. When they saw Fu Heng, they stepped away. Jiang Wu's eyes widened. Did Fu Heng actually want to buy her a lantern?
Fu Heng stood in front of the shop and seemed to have a few words with the boss, then handed over the money and delivered the goods. Soon Fu Heng came towards Jiang Wu carrying the rabbit lantern.
Under the hazy moonlight, Jiang Wu stood on the street, the cold wind hit her face. She didn't know whether to look at the lamp or Fu Heng.