"I didn't expect it to be so lively here." Chang'an looked around. "When I was at the mansion before, I only heard people talk about the annual Lantern Festival in Ciyun Town, which lasts for three days: the fourteenth, fifteenth, and sixteenth. It seems that this place is even more lively than the Lantern Festival in the capital."
"If you like, we can come here every year from now on." Bei Mingxuan looked at Chang'an lovingly.
"You're not allowed to go back on your word." Chang An tilted his head and looked at Bei Mingxuan, "There are four witnesses here."
"Hahaha." Bei Mingxuan laughed heartily, looked back at Fu Cheng and Bai Lu, and then met Chang'an's eyes, "I will never break my promise."
Along the way, anything interesting and fun.
Changan will buy them for Changle and Kaixin.
As for delicious food, she and Bai Lu would naturally have plenty.
"master."
When outside, Fu Cheng was careful not to address Bei Mingxuan as Prince Xuan. "Changle and Kai Xin have already fallen asleep."
At this time, Fu Cheng was holding Changle and Bai Lu was holding Kai Xin.
Bei Mingxuan glanced at Chang'an, only to see the interest in her eyes not diminished. "You go back first and take good care of them."
"yes."
Bei Mingxuan pulled Chang'an and said, "Follow me."
Soon, Bei Mingxuan took Chang'an to a lantern making shop.
"So beautiful." Chang'an looked at the lanterns all over the room in a dazzle.
"Sir, Miss," the shop owner greeted Bei Mingxuan and Chang'an warmly, "Are you going to buy it, or do you plan to make it yourself?"
"Make it yourself?" Chang'an was surprised. "But I don't know how to do it, and it seems that making lanterns takes many days."
"Not really," the boss said with a grin. "According to common sense, making a lantern does take many days, especially a large one. But the lanterns in our shop are different. Especially if you want to make them yourself, you can have them done in just an hour."
Chang'an became interested and glanced at Bei Mingxuan.
Bei Mingxuan smiled, looked at Changan, reached out and pinched her cheek, "If you like, we can make one ourselves."
Chang'an's face immediately turned red when he saw this happening in front of a stranger.
The boss here was also sensible and, seeing this, he distanced himself from them.
At the same time, he did not forget to do his business. He held a finished lantern stand in his hand and said, "Take a look at it, what shape do you like?"
In fact, to put it bluntly, the only thing left for people to make lanterns by themselves is the last step.
That is, just draw your favorite pattern on it and write some words on it.
Chang'an looked at the lanterns that were basically completed, with a worried look on his face. The bright smile he had just had was long gone.
"What should I do? I can't draw..." Chang'an seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and looked at Bei Mingxuan with anticipation.
Bei Mingxuan understood what Chang An meant and said, "Tell me what you want. I will satisfy you."
"Really?" Chang'an said excitedly as he walked up to Bei Mingxuan. "You are a prince, and your words must be kept."
"Um."
Chang'an looked at Bei Mingxuan with a sly look in his eyes, "Actually, I've seen a painting before, and you should have seen that painting..."
"Explain it more clearly." Bei Mingxuan glanced at Chang'an.
"I want one of your paintings." Chang'an smiled broadly, "to make a lantern."
"...Is it enough for me to watch over you every day?"
"It's different." Chang'an continued, "Of course, if you can draw, that would be great. If not, then we can just write a few words, but I want you to write it yourself. But don't fool me. My father said that your painting is a masterpiece."
"Okay." Bei Mingxuan smiled and reached out to tap her head. "I'll satisfy you. Tell me. What kind of painting are you talking about? I want to see if I remember it."
"There's a picture of you and my father playing chess. I saw it at my sister Shirou's place. I think you must have seen it too. I really liked that painting, but it was burned by someone." There was a hint of resentment in Chang'an's eyes.
But she suddenly remembered that it seemed that Sister Shirou had spent a hundred days to complete that painting... So now let Bei Mingxuan draw it based on his memories!!!
Chang'an felt that he seemed a little unreasonable.
"Do you like it very much?" Bei Mingxuan asked tentatively.
Chang'an's head nodded continuously like a chick eating rice.
Bei Mingxuan glanced at Chang'an with dissatisfaction, his brush already touching the half-finished lantern. "You're still interested in her petty skills. How shameless!"
“!!!” Is this being disliked?
"Then draw a good one." Chang'an blinked, "Draw me a handsome Bei Mingxuan."
Bei Mingxuan felt awkward listening to Chang'an's words. He turned his head to look directly at Chang'an and took a deep breath.
He grabbed her hand and put it against his face, "I'm a real living person, how could I be worse than what's on paper?
"Uh..." What does that mean? Chang'an felt that he seemed helpless and unhappy. "Of course not."
Changan's eyes widened. "Having you by my side is the best thing ever, but when you're not around... then only a lantern can comfort my lonely heart."
It sounds pathetic.
However, his heart felt warm and painful, "I will always be by your side."
"Yeah." Changan nodded casually.
"Don't believe it?" Bei Mingxuan really couldn't tell that her casual attitude meant she believed it.
"No way." Chang'an smiled slightly, and when he saw Bei Mingxuan's eyes, his heart felt empty. "Actually, why won't you leave me? For example, in the future, when the old man leaves, you are determined to take his position. By then, there will be countless women in the backyard, so... I want you to give me a lantern and your painting."
"..." Bei Mingxuan was stunned, feeling an indescribable strangeness in his heart. It seemed that she was worried, but he was also a little happy, happy that she cared about him.
He looked at Chang'an with scorching eyes and held her in his arms, "Don't worry, you are the only one in my heart and eyes. No matter now or in the future, you will remain the same."
Chang'an didn't say anything, but leaned against his chest, listening to her strong heartbeat, and a beautiful curve slowly rose on her lips.
An hour later.
Bei Mingxuan's painting is finished.
There is not only Bei Mingxuan but also Chang'an on the lantern.
Bei Mingxuan and Chang'an were both wearing plain clothes. He held a wine jug in his left hand and looked at Chang'an beside him. Chang'an had a peaceful face and smiled as if he was looking into the distance.
The perfect couple is pleasing to the eye.
Chang'an's eyes showed his fondness.
"As long as you like it." Bei Mingxuan's heart was filled with joy. He was so lucky to have her by his side in this life.
Whether it is the painting or the two people at this moment, there is a same feeling.
The eyebrows are long and beautiful, the glance is gentle and graceful, the color is soul-enchanting, the heart is happy, and it feels so good.
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