Uncle, I will marry you

47 Ambiguous
Puyang Fenghua tightly protected the young man with the things in his hands, raising his eyebrows.

Seeing the man close at hand, Puyang Yuren raised his head and smiled brightly: "Uncle Nineteen, here you are."

Slightly staring at the lotus lantern in the young man's hand, perhaps it was the warm smile from the young man that infected him, and he stretched out his hand to catch the lotus lantern that was about to go out.

Seeing the man's calm expression, Puyang Yuren couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart, like loss, and a little sad, but a faint sense of relief came from nowhere.

"Look, that young master actually gave the lotus lantern to the man?" Wherever there are people, there will always be some aunts and six wives.

"That's right, are these two people broken sleeves?" Women are born with gossip factors.

"Hey...it's a pity that the two good men turned out to have broken sleeves, otherwise, they would be a good match if they married Cuihua from my family." People always like to judge others with a slanderous heart.

Maybe because she was not a real man, she just laughed off their conversation and didn't take it seriously.

And Puyang Fenghua held the bamboo pole tightly, and finally walked towards the river, borrowed the pen and ink in the hands of others to write a line of words, put it on the river, smiled and watched the lotus lantern gradually drift away, and finally disappeared In the middle of the river.The long hair that fell was floating on the water, half wet.

Puyang Yuren looked at the man in astonishment, isn't that Qiqinghe?It is said that only people with affection in their hearts will put the lotus lantern given by the other party into the river. If you write down your wish, if the lantern floats to the other side of the river, your wish will come true.But... why did he do this?

"Ayu, wait until it goes out..." Puyang Fenghua turned his head and said calmly.

"Then I'll go to Grandma to fetch one for you just now." Puyang Yuren's misty eyes fell on the middle of the river, where the lotus lantern sank.

Looking at the river surface dotted with stars, Puyang Fenghua shook his head: "Just this one is good."

His words fell into the young man's ears lightly, and he turned around and was blown away by the wind.The distance between the two was not far, and it was only ten steps in terms of steps.However, the two are so blurred in each other's eyes.

"Uncle Nineteen, why did you float the lotus lantern into the river?" Puyang Yuren asked, tilting his head and looking at the man walking beside him.

Looking at the unknown place with deep eyes, in fact, he didn't seem to know the reason.

Shrugging his shoulders, he took out the thankful red plums from his wide sleeves. No matter how beautiful things are, they cannot resist the wastage of time.Time flies, beauty is gone.The fallen flowers fall off between the fingers on the snow, and the red plums reflect the snow.

After walking a few steps, he turned around and squatted down to pick up the flower, wiping off the white snow stuck to it.

Unable to hear the footsteps behind him, he turned around and looked at the boy who was squatting a few steps away, the snow-white cloak was spread on the ground, a lonely figure squatted there blankly, the voice of Ayu was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound.

He squeezed the red plum tightly on his fingers, looked up at the man in red who was a few steps away, and smiled.He stood up and walked over as if nothing had happened.

Puyang Fenghua turned around and continued to fry the small courtyard. Most of the time, the two of them got along too quietly.

Because it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, this small town was still full of vitality late at night. Puyang Fenghua knew that the young man was afraid of the cold, so he took the young man back to the small courtyard with a strong attitude, while the others were still having fun in the square.

"Ah Yu blames the emperor for not allowing you to continue playing?" Puyang Fenghua asked calmly seeing the young man's quietness.

The young man who followed the man smiled slyly: "Uncle Emperor..."

"Huh?" Puyang Fenghua turned his head back, looked at the young man suspiciously, only felt a gust of strong wind blowing past, carrying a faint fragrance of cold plum.

"The emperor's uncle still looks good with it." Touching his chin like a ruffian, he nodded.

Helplessly looking at the young man: "Does Ayu treat me as a woman?" A little displeasure filled her heart, she took off the red plum on her head, and quickly inserted it on the young man's head, imitating: "I thought, Ayu is even worse."

Looking at the man's empty hair and pouting his mouth, a faint disappointment spread in his heart.The newly germinated seeds were destroyed by the violent wind and rain, and I don't know if they can thrive.

Looking at the bright red plums in the boy's hair with satisfaction, he smiled: "Go back." He stretched out his hand to hold the palm of the boy's hand that had been planing in the snow for a while, and shook his head. It was really cold.

The hand held by the man's warm hand gradually became warmer.In fact, she can use her kung fu to warm herself up, but she gradually got used to being warmed by another person's body temperature.

Two figures walked on the snow, the faint fragrance of lotus scattered in the air mixed with the ethereal fragrance of cold plum falling into the snow.

All the way to the south, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, the group has arrived at Kaizhou City, which is not far from Yunzhou.

The weather is getting warmer, and in the blink of an eye, they have been away from the capital for more than three months.Li Guoan was in control of the imperial court so that there was no trouble. Liu Gui and others made small moves frequently, but they were all killed in the cradle, but people always like challenges and face difficulties.Since the last assassination incident, the world has never dared to accept orders from Liu Gui and others.Unless, they don't want to gain a foothold in the arena.

Ever since the Juesha League was eradicated by two mysterious forces, everyone in the world was in danger, and those who planned to join the court were all given up.After all, they don't want to hit a stone with an egg, and they have not found any clues of those two mysterious forces with the efforts of everyone.

Flipping the delicious grilled chicken wings, a gray dove landed on Puyang Yuren's shoulder, took off the letter box, and said, "Return with relatives as soon as possible".Passing the roasted wings in his hand to Wen Yu, he raised his eyes to look at the sky.A few days ago, I received news from Phantom that Shi Lan was mostly successful in the end, Shi Lie was imprisoned, and Shi Jiu absconded with the help of a force from the Zhou Dynasty. This must have entered the realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty.Unexpectedly, a vigorous battle would end with a marriage.

Birds and flowers are fragrant, the wheat seedlings in the fields are like a sea, the dotted villages are unsinkable boats, and the criss-crossing and winding rivers, the willow branches by the river are sprouting buds, and the reeds are green when they are drilled out; The calm water, awakened from the sobriety of winter, is dressed up green and green by the colors of nature.

(End of this chapter)