The lanterns were lit at night, and they were connected together to form a curtain. The boy standing under the lanterns looked up at the beautiful lanterns and reached out to touch them. Su Yining remembered the Lantern Festival that year when his husband took him to the street. That was the only time they went to the street to appreciate the lanterns during the Lantern Festival. Unconsciously, he had left the palace with his children for many years, and his Xuanxuan grew up year by year. Thinking back to the days in the palace, it seemed like a dream from his previous life. However, when he thought back, he did not miss the wealth of the palace. The only thing he missed in his dreams was his husband's tenderness towards him.

In life, no matter how much wealth you have, it is just a passing cloud. And no matter how deeply you love someone, as the years go by, they will eventually fade away in your heart. Only in dreams will you occasionally dream of that time, and no matter how much you love someone, you will think less about it. Across the lanterns, the prince standing there looked at the person so close to him in a daze. This was his Ning'er, who left him so cruelly, and it has been more than three years since she left.

The boy standing under the lanterns and admiring the lanterns looked carefully at the lanterns of different shapes. He liked the elegant things the most. When he saw what he liked, he smiled.

Through the lanterns, he finally saw the prince standing opposite him. The lantern in Su Yining's hand fell from his hand, his pupils shrank slightly, his mouth opened slightly, and he looked very surprised, surprised why he saw his husband here.

The two of them faced each other, they just looked at each other, Su Yining slowly called out, "Prince.

" "Ning'er, you are so cruel! "The Eighth Prince stared at his Ning'er, walked up to him and hugged the person he had been thinking about day and night into his arms, holding her tightly, as if he was afraid that his Ning'er would leave him again when he was not paying attention.

Su Yining stood there motionless, closed his eyes, and let the man hold him. He knew that he could not escape this time.

The people over there guessed the riddle, took the lantern given by the old man, and left in a group, without noticing the one left behind. People.

The man who followed the crowd to leave paused and looked over there with his sharp eyes. Seeing a familiar face, he didn't expect that Prince Duan would appear here. Thinking of Aning, a boy who came here with his children and never mentioned his husband, he understood something in his heart.

Sun Bailian noticed that her husband had stopped and asked curiously, "Husband, what are you looking at, why don't you leave?" Cao Gang responded with a "good" and glanced at Xuanxuan who was playing with their kid. He decided to temporarily take care of their kid on behalf of the two men, and said, "Let's go.

The people in front have already walked far away, and those behind them also caught up.

The sound of gongs and drums rang out, and the parade team came out.

The long dragon danced, people dressed up festively, painted their cheeks red, rode small fish, drove donkeys, and paraded with all kinds of lanterns in their hands. There were many kinds of flowers and birds, and they were exquisitely made. The whole street was lit up at night. From the beginning to the end of the street, there were endless people.

Pedestrians stood on both sides of the street watching the parade. The children in the crowd shouted for people to cheer and dance. In this way, they drove away insects and beasts and prayed for a good harvest this year.

The adults kept an eye on the children who followed them. There were many people on the street. If a child was lost, it would be troublesome. However, they did not expect that the child was not lost, but an adult was missing.

Husband, why is Aning missing? "Qi Wanfeng looked left and right but didn't find Aning, "Have you seen Aning?" Just now it seemed as if the person was still behind him, but when he turned around, he disappeared.

"Maybe he is behind, and he will find us soon." Cao Xiangnan looked around and didn't see anyone. None of the children were missing, so it would be good if they were not lost. The adults would come back by themselves if they got lost. They have lived in the town for so long and are familiar with this place, so it is impossible for them to get lost. Now they are parading in the streets, and there are people everywhere. It is not easy to find anyone at a glance.

"Let's go back and look for them later. "Cao Xiangnan said.

Since her husband said so, Qi Wanfeng agreed.

When they passed the parade team, Baoer yawned with his mouth open and felt sleepy after the excitement. He lay in his mother's arms without any energy. On weekdays, the children at home would be asleep at this time, but today they were still outside at this time. Qi Wanfeng told her husband that Baoer was sleepy and asked, "Should we go find Aning and go back together?

Okay." Cao Xiangnan teased Baoer, and the child giggled and kept opening his mouth. He must have been sleepy.

At this time, everyone here had dispersed. Cao Xiangnan looked left and right but couldn't see Aning, so he asked, "Where is Aning? Has anyone of you seen Aning?

Xuanxuan didn't even notice that his mother was missing. He looked around but couldn't see her. There was panic on his little face, afraid that her mother was missing. For a child, her mother was his heaven and earth. What would he do if her mother was missing? He was about to cry.

"I just saw Aning met an acquaintance. I guess he went to talk to an old friend. Let's go home first. I guess he will come over soon and we can go home if we don't see him." Cao Gang said when he saw everyone asking about Aning.

That's indeed an old acquaintance, right? It seems that Aning can't come back so soon.

Fang Ziye felt strange and waved his hand to let Wu go to find someone.

Wu lowered his head and whispered in his master's ear. It turned out that the Eighth Prince came. Fang Ziye understood.

Fang Ziye was a little worried. He was the one who gave Feng Lingxiao the news about Su Yining in Fenshui Town. He had some thoughts when he told Feng Lingxiao the news. The Eighth Prince had always been neutral about his nephews' fight for the throne, and he did not support anyone. It was said that the Eighth Prince later chose to support this nephew Feng Lingxiao. They were betting on Aning's importance in the Eighth Prince's heart. Otherwise, according to the ancestral system, Feng Lingxiao would be ranked fifth, and it would not be his turn.

So the Eighth Prince came here because of him. He just hoped that Aning would not blame him after knowing this. For this, Fang Ziye felt sorry for Aning.

"You go..." Fang Ziye told Ah Wu that if Aning didn't want to go back, he would bring her back even if he had to be the enemy of the Eighth Prince.

When everyone heard Cao Gang say that Aning met an old acquaintance, they really thought that Aning was just going to talk to a friend and would be back soon.

Oh, that's good." Knowing that Aning was not kidnapped by a bad guy, he was no longer worried. Cao Xiangnan called Xuanxuan over and said, The child said, "Let's go back and wait for your mother. She will be back soon after she goes to talk to her friends." Xuanxuan felt uneasy. She looked left and right, glanced at her uncle, and hummed. Her little hands tightly grasped her uncle's clothes, fearing that she would be left behind. Cao Xiangnan held Xuanxuan's hand and felt that this was a bit strange. Aning was not the kind of person who would leave without telling them.

However, since Cao Gang had promised, he was no longer worried about Aning. After all, Xuanxuan was still with them, and Aning would not leave. "In that case, it's getting late. Let's go home and wait for Aning." It was getting late, and the children at home had to go back to wash up and go to bed.

Cao Xiangnan also asked the two boys from the Liu family to wait here for a while and go back if they didn't see anyone.

After the parade passed by, this side became deserted and the crowd followed the parade.

There is a marriage tree in front of the ancient temple. Even the oldest people can't tell the age of this tree. All the leaves on the tree have fallen off, leaving only the tangled branches. It is said that if you come to this tree to pray for marriage, the marriage tree can hear your words and bless you, so people who come here to pray throw red ropes on the branches. Some of the red ropes have wooden signs hanging under them with words written on them.

Tonight, there are also lit lanterns hanging on the tree, illuminating this small world.

Two people are standing under the tree and talking. The Eighth Prince is dressed in black clothes with dark patterns embroidered with gold thread on his clothes and a unique jade hanging on his waist. At first glance, he is a wealthy person. The boy standing in front of him was wearing a washed white robe, and his hair was simply tied up with a scarf. He looked like an ordinary boy, and he was already married. However, even with such a simple outfit, Su Yining's beauty could not be concealed.

"Ning'er, come back with me." The Eighth Prince looked at the person in front of him with burning eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see him. His Ning'er was suffering outside. "Prince, just think... Aning had died outside that year." Su Yining's face was begging, and he was unwilling to follow people back to the palace. Thinking of the days in the palace, Su Yining didn't want to go back to the palace. Others were greedy for wealth and wanted to enter the royal family, but he, after entering the royal family, wanted to be far away from it. "My Lord, I don't want to go back to the palace anymore. You know, I am not suitable for it."

He finally left that place with his children. He didn't want to be buried in the backyard for the rest of his life. His Xuanxuan would be murdered by someone and die in the backyard.

He has never been a person who knows how to fight, but others will not think that he doesn't fight just because he doesn't fight. Those people want his life and his Xuan'er's life. It's because he, the mother, is incompetent, so he can only take his children and leave that place.

"Ning'er, call me Chongxi, you used to call me Chongxi, why don't you call my Ming? "The Eighth Prince did not like his Ning'er calling him Prince like everyone else. He liked the girl who was lying in his arms and calling him Chongxi with a smile in her eyes. He looked at his Ning'er and said, "Ning'er, do you know that in the years when you were away, every time I dreamed of you, I dreamed of you smiling and calling me Chongxi, Chongxi, come soon." He always dreamed of his Ning'er running in front of him, calling him, Chongxi, come soon.

When Su Yining heard this, he turned his face and shifted his gaze. He did not want to be deceived by this man, and he was not willing to follow him back to Fengdu, back to the prince's palace.

"Ning'er, look at me. "Feng Chongxi stretched out his hand to touch the face so close to him. He wanted to do this in his dreams. He wanted to touch his Ning'er and hug his Ning'er, just like when his Ning'er was still by his side and his Ning'er loved to act coquettishly in his arms.

Su Yining took a step back and avoided the hand that wanted to touch him. His

hand fell into thin air. The Eighth Prince looked at the person who had been avoiding his gaze and said, "Ning'er, do you know that since you and Xuanxuan left the palace, I was afraid that something had happened to you. I couldn't sleep at night. I have been looking for you. I turned the whole Dafeng upside down. I was afraid that Zinu had abducted you. I went out of the pass to look for you, but still couldn't find you. Ning'er, you made it so hard for me to find you. You are so kind to others, why are you so cruel to me?

Come back with me, Ning'er.

Su Yining shook his head and said nothing, gritting his teeth. He was worried about his child and didn't want to continue to be entangled with the person who came to find him. He didn't know if his Xuanxuan would go looking for him after he left for such a while and found out that his mother was missing. Ning was worried about the child. "Ning'er, why don't you dare look at me? You still have me in your heart, don't you?" The Eighth Prince knew that his Ning'er must have him in her heart, just as he had him in his heart. This knowledge made him ecstatic.

But his Ning'er didn't want to go back with him, he had to find a way to make his Ning'er go back with him "I don't know what you are talking about, I want to go back." Su Yining wanted to leave, but his wrist was grabbed by a big hand, and he was pulled into a familiar embrace. The Eighth Prince held him tightly in his arms and started to act like a tyrant, "I won't let go!" he said. Su Yining used his hands to push the person holding him, but he didn't push him away.

His chin was pinched by a hand, and an enlarged face approached, and the next moment his lips were kissed, "!" Su Yining's eyes widened.

The Eighth Prince finally got what he wanted and kissed his Ning'er, doing what he often did in his dreams, and tasted the taste, which was the taste of his Ning'er, the taste he missed.

"Ning'er, you and Xuanxuan are both from my Feng family. You are both in the clan's jade book. You are Feng's family in life and you can only be Feng's ghosts in death. No matter where you escape to, you can't change this fact." After the kiss, the Eighth Prince looked at the confused person in his arms, raised his hand and touched the red and swollen lips with his fingertips.

The next moment, he lowered his head and kissed his Ning'er again.

"Wu..." Su Yining pushed the person who was kissing him, and finally the hand that was pushing him away withdrew its strength, closed his eyes, and his hands went up to the neck of the prince who was kissing him without him even realizing it.

Two people standing under the tree hugged each other and kissed. A breeze blew by, and the red rope on the marriage tree was entangled in the wind and tied into a knot, just like the two people under the tree. No matter how long they were separated or how far they went, they would meet in the end.