Leftover Girl Crossing: King Leng's Stand-in Concubine

Chapter 158 Shang Yuan Ye ①
Murong Jin carried Qingqing onto the horse, and he got on the horse immediately, and followed the carriage of the concubine slowly all the way.

It is much more enjoyable to be on horseback than to sit in a carriage.

Qingqing saw many boys and girls on the road holding colorful lanterns in their hands, and some people were holding unlit Kongming lanterns.

So he turned his head and asked Murong Jin, "What are they doing here?"

Murong Jin said, "You forgot that today is Shang Yuan Festival."

Only then did Qingqing remember that Yuanyang had said that young men and women of Shaoai would make wishes by the lake to form a good relationship during this festival.

Murong Jin saw that Qingqing remained silent for a long time and just stared at the people holding lanterns, so he said, "Why don't we also go to the Jinshui Bridge in the south of the city to have a look."

Qing Qing nodded, her head was extremely excited due to the effect of alcohol, but also extremely depressed because she attended Fang Shaoqi's wedding. The intertwining of these two feelings made her feel in a mess.

Murong Jin drove the horse to the window of the concubine's carriage, gave a report, and led Qing Qing to the south of the city on horseback.

The wind blowing over her cheeks was a little cold, but Qingqing happily shouted, "Hurry up!"

Seeing how excited she was, Murong Jin said, "Sit still." He slapped her flatteringly.

The horse ran happily.

That kind of excitement is very similar to drag racing, Qingqing is immersed in this dizzy excitement.

She laughed excitedly.

Murong Jin has never seen such a clear smile, and that smile is not as hearty as the slightest concealment.

From a distance, you can see the bright lights on the Jinshui Bridge, and the Kongming lanterns are rising slowly. The bridge deck has been decorated with lanterns, and countless young men and women swim on the lake and make wishes.

Murong Jin carried Qingqing off the horse, and dragged her towards the river, Qingqing's eyes were blurred, as if she was dreaming.

At this time, the moonlight is just rising, the bright moon is reflected in the water, and the blue waves are rippling, breaking up the clear light in the pool, and the dots are as white as an ice mirror suddenly broken, and like broken diamonds.There is a painted boat parked on the shore, brightly lit, the painted boat looks like a golden dragon, magnificent.Layers of curtains are gently lifted by the wind, as if flying.The pavilions and trees in the distance are hidden in the dark, and are lightly coated with a layer of silvery light by the moonlight, which is both real and illusory.

I only heard someone shouting, "A dragon boat cruises the lake, and the seats are limited!"

(End of this chapter)