MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 16

The lanterns of the Flower Festival are also very particular. The flower **** of February is Yang Guifei. Therefore, the lanterns will be painted with portraits of nobles. The book is well-versed in Danqing. The grass papers that are decorated with lanterns every year are painted by her own hands.

Carefully coloring the brush on the grass paper, and sitting on the opposite side of the paper, the bamboo wire is carefully **** with a lead wire to make a lamp embryo. The style of the lantern is the one of the book, and the shape is one. The peach blossoms are in full bloom. The middle of the flower is replaced by a cylinder. The hollow part can just put a candle. The surface of the cylinder is covered with a small statue. When the candle is lit, the silhouette of the beauty above the flower can be seen.

Wen Wei’s skill, the two brothers and sisters cooperated with each other. Not many times, the flower-shaped lamp of the peach flower shape was completed, and the colored string was written with a red string. A total of six pieces were adorned under the flower lamp. With the breeze swaying slightly.

The first month of the 12th, the flower season.

After having breakfast, Wen Yan accompanied the Wenshu month to take a carriage to the flower temple to worship.

Before going out, Wenyi deliberately left Defu at home and told him to pay attention to the movements of the family. If Wen Bo Li went out, he would give him a message. Although Dai Fu is not clear, but he has always heard the truth, he promised without asking.

The account is clear, and Wen Wei is safe to go out.

There was already a carriage in front of the Wenfu Gate. It was another lady who had made a good deal with Wenshu. The two were handkerchiefs. I specially agreed to go to worship the flowers together today.

The Flower Temple is built by the government in the Taohua Forest in the east of the city. It is enshrined in the 12 flower gods. The incense is always prosperous. Every year when the festival is celebrated, the people worshiping are more and more endless.

The horse squats on the hoof and pulls the carriage to the east of the city. There are a lot of pedestrians along the way, and they are going to worship the gods in the morning. Wen Yan opened the car to look outside, the roadside girls saw him, first issued a whisper of low laugh, bold, directly take the beads on the head and wrap it in a handkerchief and throw it into the car.

Wen Wei’s sensitive escape, the bead fell in the carriage and rolled two rolls. He smelled the book and put it on the small one. He smiled and said: “Hurry up and pull the curtain up.” Her voice just fell and flew in. Only a bracelet with a jade.

"..." Wen Wei silently pulled the curtain and isolated the outside sight.

Da Chu Mumei, coupled with the openness of the people, often happens when such handsome sons are on the road, thrown by the girl, there is no flower on hand, and the beaded flowers on the head can be fully charged.

When I heard about it in the past two years, it was still fine. At that time, he was still too young. The five senses didn’t open. After the 16th birthday, it was basically a change every day. The facial features took off the young boy’s youth and became more and more Exquisite, the body is also like a jointed bamboo, tall and straight. Walking on the road, will no longer be treated as a child, but a lot of girls look at his shy smile.

I was teased by the book, and the carriage just arrived at the flower temple. I couldn’t wait to get out of the car. The laughter of Wenshu’s friends followed her, and Wen’s face was red, but still To pretend to be a calming flower protector.

The flower cake and flower wine will be brought, and the three will take the next person to the flower temple. On this day, the flower temple is surrounded by costumed girls. The girls carry small baskets filled with flowers and flowers, as well as the current flowers, all in order to ask the flower **** for a good marriage.

Going all the way, Wen Yan’s arms have been filled with flowers and various small snacks held by handkerchiefs. After all, it’s someone’s heart, and it’s not easy to throw them, they can only hold things with their faces. In the arms, the shy ears are red.

Wen Shuyue went in with his friends to worship the gods, Wen Wei was waiting outside, and hoped that the stars would look forward to the hope of the moon, they could not wait to urge people to leave.

Out of the flower temple, when it came to a place where there were few people, it was only a sigh of relief that Wen Yan stuffed the things in his arms to the next person.

By the flower gods, most of the girls will be accompanied by flowers. The peach blossoms of Taohualin are just right. They look far and white, and when they meet a few sisters who have met each other, they will go with them to play. I am afraid that I will be filled with flowers again. I am a girl. He is a man who is not always good. He stays alone in the carriage.

Let the driver get the carriage to the side of the road, smell the curtain, and the sight falls on the spacious road. This road is connected to the official road. If you go out, you must pass through here.

"Is that the car that smells home?" Zhou Chuanqing pointed to a carriage that was parked not far away.

Chu Xiangtian followed the direction he pointed to, and it was indeed the smell of the family. However, most of the time came over, Miss Wen Jia, who glanced at the lack of interest and wanted to remove his sight.

At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing the curtain halfway. The figure inside flashed past, Chu Xiangtian gaze, then the eyebrows of the eye climbed up with a smile, and the fan patted the hand, "Go, the past Look."

Zhou Chuanqing's mouth was pumped, and he admired his stunts.

I was doing nothing on the carriage, smelling lazily against the window, holding a piece of flower cake and slowly grinding it with my teeth. Suddenly the ringing window scared him, and the flower cake in his hand rolled onto the clothes. , the end of his body.

Just want to say hello to Chu Xiangtian: "..."

I tidy up my clothes and smack my head and look up to see who is scaring him. The result is a pair of eyes and an old acquaintance.

Chu Xiangtian showed him a kind smile.

He glanced at him, and there was a little bit of pastry crumb on his chin. The fierce look became extraordinarily cute. "How come you!"

Chu Xiangtian: "..."

It seems that he has offended the young master. He said helplessly: "I saw the carriage of Wenjia, and came over and said hello." I thought that the young master was so scared.

Not deliberately scared of himself, the expression of the fierce and fierce converges, and began to look at Chu Xiangtian.

The bandit head did not wear narrow-sleeved dresses today, but changed into a loose and elegant robes. The hair was also bundled with white jade crowns. It didn’t look like a bandit. It was like a son from a big family. An extravagant.

If you tell the truth, it’s pretty good.

"What are you doing here? Also come to enjoy the flowers?" Wen Wei does not think that this bandit leader is a person who has leisurely flowers.

Sure enough, Chu Xiangtian looked at Zhou Chuanqing around him, and the tone disgusted: "To accompany him to seek marriage."

Zhou Chuanqing: "..."

With a light cough, Zhou Chuanqing calmly nodded under the gaze of Wen Yan. "Well."

Wen Yan felt that these two people were weird, but he quickly thought about it, because Defu rushed toward him.

"The son of the son!" Defu gasped and ran, and hurriedly screamed: "The master went out and went to Hongfa Temple."

The look on Wen’s face changed, and Chu Xiangtian said: “I still have things, take a step first.”

Let Daifu get on the bus and drive the carriage to a farther place. Weng’s eyes fixed on the official road. After a while, the wagon of Wen’s family slowly came from the other side.

The reason why Wen Bo Li went out was bright and fair, so he didn't cover it. He blinked his eyes and stared at it. He was ready to let the driver catch up, but he remembered that the carriage was too big to jump from the car and chase it forward. A few steps.

Can manpower can chase the carriage, seeing the car of Wen Bo Li to go far, smelling like an ant on the hot pot, missed this time, do not know when to wait next time, the corner of the eye suddenly sweeps The two men standing not far away, he looked up and rushed to the front of Chu Xiangtian. Some questions asked: "Can you do me a favor?"

"What are you going to do?" Chu raised his eyebrows.

"Follow the carriage and see where he went." Wen Wei pointed to the carriage that was far away. It was a bit weird. The son looked for someone to follow his father. It seemed that he could not explain.

"The car that seems to smell the master?"

Wen Yan bit his lip and nodded, and he looked a little hesitant. After all, it was a private matter at home. He didn't want to say it in this situation.

However, Chu Xiangtian did not continue to ask questions. He blinked and reached for a shot on Wen’s head. "Good."