Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 352 Improper Emperor!

Chapter 352: Improper Emperor!

Bei Chenyan only glanced once more, then turned his head, leading Ling Xiyue, who was smiling brightly, into the crowd.

But it was the most ordinary and calm eyes that frightened the woman to stay where she was.

For a moment, the soles of my feet were sweating.

"Aniang, what's wrong with you?" The girl next to her pulled the fat woman's hand.

The crisp child's voice echoed in my ears, calling back the woman's wandering soul.

"Did I, did I misread just now..." The fat woman hugged her daughter in her arms.

The middle-aged man came over, took the noisy daughter from her hand, looked at the absent-minded wife, and asked casually, "What did you misread?"

The fat woman scratched her forehead, as if responding, or muttering to herself, "I just saw that man, just that man, he seemed to have a pair of ice blue eyes..."

The middle-aged man looked straight, and unconsciously lowered his voice a little, "You can't talk nonsense."

No one in this world knows, except their emperor, who was born with a pair of strange-colored blue eyes.

"That's right, I'm not mistaken!" The fat woman said suddenly, with absolute certainty.

The middle-aged man was stunned.

The husband and wife opened their mouths slightly, looked at each other, looked at the childlike daughter, and looked at the stack of lanterns depicting pictures of gods and couples. The expressions of the two began to gradually become weird.

Shock, panic, ecstasy... all kinds of flavors appeared on their faces.

In the end, it slowly turned into an uncontrollable excitement and surprise!
"It's really the emperor and the empress!" They said in unison.

They are not dreaming, are they?

"Eh, what's wrong?"

"Did you find the money? It's a success."

The familiar small vendors next to them asked curiously, and looked at them with crazy looks, and their faces were even more suspicious.

"No, yes!" The husband and wife were incoherent in their excitement.

The fat woman pointed to the direction where the two left, "Oh my God, I'm not dreaming, or just now, I, our lantern, the empress and the emperor!"

"what?"

"What, what!"

Hearing the commotion, the people around also came over.

The husband and wife couldn't make a sentence, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

"Just now, the Empress also told me, she said to me personally, wishing our family happiness, she said it herself, ah!" The fat woman shouted excitedly, holding her face.

The people next to her were really afraid that she would lose control of herself and faint from excitement.

Such a situation is a hundred times more exaggerated than getting a message from one's idol.

This is probably similar to seeing the fairy Guanyin and receiving her blessings.

It's just that when everyone figured out the ins and outs of the matter and looked in that direction, Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan had already merged into the bustling crowd and disappeared, leaving behind a large group of sighing people.

Why don't they have that kind of luck?

That kind of feeling: I missed a hundred million, such an opportunity, it is a lifetime series...

The couple who sold the lanterns never stopped smiling with excitement on their faces. The man raised his daughter high, and the woman held the lantern beside him. As Ling Xiyue blessed, the family was harmonious and harmonious.

Since then, this lantern has also become famous in Qingcheng.

Many people came here especially to enjoy their joy and happiness, and the business of the husband and wife naturally grew bigger and bigger.

Of course, these are all things to say later. At this time, Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan have already walked out of a street, surrounded by crowds of people. The two of them shuttled through the busy street. The combination of handsome men and beautiful women still attracts some eyes from time to time. .

The falling snow, against the backdrop of the lights, seemed to be covered with a faint halo, presenting a dreamy scene.

Like many women around, Ling Xiyue also held a lantern in her hand, that is, the one she was "forcibly given away" just now. She walked beside Bei Chenyan, talking and laughing all the way. At this time, she was really like a young girl.

Surrounding her is a prosperous and peaceful world, with her lover by her side, beautiful scenery on good days, and peace and happiness for the people.

Instead of being dark and bloody, alone, plagues and wars...

Just like the clear sky after the storm, the rainbow is shining.

"Yan, tell me, if you don't become emperor in the future, what do you want to do?" Ling Xiyue chatted with the man beside her with a smile, her beautiful face wrapped in a cloak, her voice slightly lowered, only The man next to me can hear it.

Bei Chenyan thought about it, "I'm not the emperor anymore..."

When it came to this question, he really hadn't thought about it before.

"What do you want me to do?" He chuckled in a low voice and turned to look at Ling Xiyue.

Ling Xiyue tugged at the corners of her mouth, her eyes twitched, "I haven't thought about this question carefully..."

Before meeting Yan, she was doing her own old business, killing people and selling goods, and playing a cameo role as a profiteer to earn some extra money. Although her life was boring, she was chic.

After meeting Yan, she wanted to stay by his side all the time. She had no choice but to marry a chicken as a chicken, and marry a dog as a dog.

In the future...

"I don't know." Ling Xiyue laughed.

Looking at the girl's captivating smile, Bei Chenyan's heart skipped a beat, and he held the palm of her slender hand, unconsciously tightening it a little bit, and said in a hoarse voice, "As long as I'm with you, wherever we go, what we do It will be all right."

The only thing that scares him in this world is losing Xiyue.

No, also, can't stay with her all the time.

The sky is snowing a little bit, and the face is wet.

Ling Xiyue met the man's deep and boundless eyes that seemed to melt her, and her heart jumped wildly.

This man doesn't have too many words on weekdays, let alone those extravagant love words. He always does it silently, but occasionally he comes up with a sentence or two.

Even if it is simple, without any modification, it is so fascinating.

Bei Chenyan smiled slightly when he met the girl's gaze. Those coquettish and exquisite eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful that they were not like ordinary people.

But for some reason, Ling Xiyue looked at the man's face, and suddenly felt a trance, separated by the hazy water mist.

It was as if...he was about to disappear before his eyes.

"Big brother, buy some flowers!"

A child's voice.

Ling Xiyue frowned and regained consciousness.

The man's beautiful face was clear again, as if the moment just now was just an illusion.

Among the crowd, a boy with shofar braids, about seven or eight years old, bumped into the two of them with a basket full of flowers, "Brother, buy a bunch of flowers for Miss Sister. "

Childish voice, full of smiles.

In that small basket, there were colorful flowers, red plums, Yetan... and some unknown flowers, crowded together in clusters. The small basket was so full that it almost covered half of the boy's body. Pretty.

The night wind blows, a burst of fragrance.

The cloud of trance just now swept away, and a smile appeared on Ling Xiyue's face again.

She turned her eyes and glared at the man beside her, with a bit of dissatisfaction in her tone, "Yan, it seems that you haven't given me flowers yet."

(End of this chapter)