As soon as that name appeared, it was as if the water in a pot of oil had been poured. In an instant, Ning Shu's eyes widened. In her pair of eyes that were filled with lights, the figure that she had been longing for walked out from the depths of the light. He was dressed in a water-colored robe, and under the illumination of the sky full of lights, his entire body seemed to be cloaked in light.
Ning Shu had thought that she had long been accustomed to big scenes, but she didn't expect that the moment he appeared, she still stopped breathing and couldn't even move. She saw that person's robe fluttering in the wind, his face carrying the bright moon, his palm calloused and his knuckled hand carrying a plain lantern, and under the gaze of thousands of people, he took a step forward.
Everyone present who witnessed this scene couldn't help but be amazed. Because since the establishment of this lantern contest, the tradition had always been that brave girls would painstakingly spend many days and effort to make a lantern as a gift to their beloved. It was as if they were openly presenting their hearts to their beloved in front of everyone's eyes. There had never been a man who did the opposite. What was even more shocking was that this person wasn't just anyone, but the immortal-like but unreachable, even in their dreams, Xiahou Qing!
Was it true? Or had they mistaken him for someone else? But could they find another person with such magnificence in the world?
"I made a lantern, and I want to give it to someone." He completely ignored the strange gazes of the people around him, and continued to speak.
Everyone heard it.
"I don't know if that person will dislike it." He walked step by step through the crowd that automatically parted, and walked towards the direction of his heart.
Everyone saw it.
"In the past twenty years, I, Xiahou Qing, have always been loftier than the heavens. Because of my fate, I once resented the heavens for playing tricks on me. But ever since I met you, I have reached a compromise with the heavens." His voice and breath carried the heat of the midsummer night. In the darkness of his world, he reached out his hand, groped, searched, and searched for the light that belonged only to him.
Until the light contained ripples in its eyes, and it passed through the layers of human obstacles to catch him.
Xiahou Qing laughed, as if relieved of a burden, but also as if it should be so. In front of the fireworks tonight, he said to the light in his eyes, "Xiaoshu, I admire you."
Ning Shu smiles. Her watery eyes are filled with indescribable tenderness. She doesn't say that she has suffered seven lives of pain and was full of resentment and doubt towards God. She doesn't say that she was cold-blooded and thought that she would never be warm again. She also doesn't say that the long three hundred years of knowing him was her only luck and salvation in her almost dead existence. She didn't say anything. She just smiled and said, "Oh, I know." Afterwards, she took the lantern that was actually made in an extremely simple manner, and then placed her own lantern in his palm, completing this exchange. From then on, their radiance reflected each other, and their lives intertwined.
After a long time, the crowd dispersed and the bustling scene came to an end, leaving only them behind.
Ning Shu said, "Your lamp isn't as beautiful as mine."
"Of course, Xiao Shu's mind is exquisite, and her craftsmanship is definitely not bad. Unfortunately, I can't see it. Mine is just the simplest plain lantern, and it was barely made. Please forgive me, Xiao Shu. "
Ning Shu gladly accepted his praise, completely ignoring the fact that her lantern had many patterns. Even the most expensive and huge gems in her dressing table were used, but her craftsmanship was really poor. Even the lantern paper was not neatly glued, which could really be called a waste of natural resources. She really couldn't take it out. Then she said, "Tonight, you expressed your feelings to me in front of so many people. I don't know how those girls will scold me in their hearts. There's no need to wait until tomorrow. Tonight, my reputation as a vixen will rise to another level. How are you going to compensate me?"
Xiahou Qing frowned and thought for a moment. He gently squeezed her hand and sighed slightly, "That is indeed my lack of consideration. In this case, I will use seven lives and seven lives to compensate you, okay?"
Ning Shu raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Then let me think about it."
The atmosphere between the two was really too sticky. It was like it was filled with honey and stuffed into the mouths of others. They giggled and couldn't help but turn their heads. When they looked again, Zi Gui had long been pulled by She Yan to a corner by the waterside pavilion to whisper. It made people sigh at the treacherous master and servant of Nanping Wang Fu. Fortunately, Ji 'er came out to uphold justice. She forced her way in and separated the two. Then, with one hand behind her back, she pulled on Xiahou Qing's sleeve and asked with a stern face, "You are Xiahou Qing?"
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