I heard that Niangniang is nearsighted

Chapter 311 Why Are You Still Keeping It?

The pleasant breeze takes away the traces of dryness and heat from the body.

Fan Manman gradually calmed down, relaxed slightly, and leaned on the man's chest.

She lifted the hand she was holding with the man's fingers, and measured the gap between the man's big hand and her own small hand.

Gu Jinghuai's straight back relaxed slightly, one hand vainly embraced the woman in his arms, and the other relaxed on his knees.

His pampering eyes kept staring at the woman in his arms, allowing her to play with her bony fingers.

Dong Ze, who has good vision in the distance and can accurately capture the silhouette of people even in the dark, looked away expressionlessly, with a hint of dislike for His Majesty appearing on his cold face.

There is a sword pinned to his waist, and beside him is a mount with its head down gnawing grass.

The dark red horse snorted a few times, as if echoing its master's disdain for His Majesty.

Dong Ze stroked the vigorous horse, lifted the hem of his clothes, and sat down beside it.

The steed seemed to be quite human, and also put away its hooves, lay down lazily, and used it as a back for Dong Ze.

The helpless Su Ruxu looked at His Majesty and Fan Meiren who were huddled together in the distance, then looked at the people and horses getting along in harmony beside him, and looked back at the guards beside him, shivering.

"Forget it, servant girl, go back and stare at the tent, so as not to be seen that His Majesty is not in the tent."

The lonely chief executive Su sighed and said goodbye with his hands behind his back, and wandered to the outside of the tent to guard.

The breeze passed through the grass, and the grass shook its slender arms to beat the wind.

The shining stars gradually disappeared into the clouds, the moonlight was cold, and the silver light covered the earth.

Fan Manman suddenly saw a touch of color showing on Gu Jinghuai's wrist, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

When Gu Jinghuai noticed Fan Manman's gaze, he felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to pull out his hand.

Fan Manman raised her eyebrows slightly, looked up at the slightly smoky emperor, and directly brushed his sleeves.

A colored silk thread appeared on the emperor's wrist, which didn't match his black clothes very well, and it was a bit ridiculous to put it on his body.

Fan Manman was a little dazed, she stroked the already dim colored silk, lowered her eyes to hide the emotion in her eyes.

"Why do you still keep it? Don't you know that it will be thrown away the morning after the Dragon Boat Festival?"

It rains almost every afternoon or evening of the Dragon Boat Festival.

Legend has it that this colorful silk needs to be thrown outside in the morning after the Dragon Boat Festival to let the rain wash it away.

Otherwise, this colorful silk will become a snake in the rain.

When she was a child, she naively believed what her mother said to scare her. Although she no longer believed in such lies when she grew up, Fan Manman would still remember this custom.

Her multicolored silk has long since been thrown away.

It's just that I didn't expect Gu Jinghuai to...

Gu Jinghuai coughed lightly, turned her face away, her earlobe was a little red, Fan Manman's eyesight was not good, and with the cover of night, she didn't see it.

"This is the first time you've taken the initiative to give me something..."

——Looking at the pitiful tone, he completely forgot the self-heating hot pot and eyeshadow palette that he walked along.

However, Fan Manman, who has a bad memory, couldn't even remember this incident. Hearing the lament and sigh in His Majesty's tone that was about to be blown away by the wind, she suddenly softened her heart.

The majestic emperor is actually reluctant to throw away a piece of colored silk that costs two coppers...

"I'll give you a better one next time."

A cunning flashed across Gu Jinghuai's eyes, but his tone was still uncertain, "Really?"

Fan Manman immediately patted her chest in response, "If a gentleman says a word, it's hard to chase."

"Okay." Gu Jinghuai grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest.

"Mine is strong, shoot mine." After speaking, he whispered in Fan Manman's ear.

"...don't break your picture...my heart hurts"

Fan Manman's complexion changed, and she immediately punched Gu Jinghuai hard in the chest from embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)