Ye Wuhen turned and walked inside, hiding in a blind corner.
Seeing that he had hidden himself, Jiang Yueyang walked towards the door and opened it.
Suddenly, Lu Yunting, who was standing outside holding a lantern, bumped into her heart.
With a slight smile on her lips, Jiang Yueyang trotted forward and said with surprise, "Ah Yue, aren't these lanterns not for sale?"
"Whatever you want, I will find it for you."
Lu Yunting gently pulled her hand and handed the lantern to her.
"Ayue~" Jiang Yueyang looked at him with twinkling eyes, "How can you be so nice?"
"I want to be good to you."
Jiang Yueyang smiled with her eyes curved, "I must have done a lot of good things in my previous life, so I am lucky enough to meet you in this life."
Hearing this, the system suddenly spoke, [Host, how long did you live in your last life? It should be the life before that. ]
[Little melon, don't spoil the mood for me. Really, are you allergic to romance? ]
Lu Yunting raised his hand and stroked her cheek, murmured in his heart, I am the lucky one.
Jiang Yueyang let him touch her face and asked tenderly, "How did you get the stall owner to sell you the lanterns?"
"I told him that my daughter Yangyang really liked this lantern and refused to go home if she couldn't buy it. She even squatted by the river and cried... The stall owner softened his heart and sold the lantern to me."
After hearing Lu Yunting's nonsense, Jiang Yueyang laughed angrily and couldn't help but raise her hand and lightly hit his chest.
"When did you learn to joke? And when did I cry?"
"Some things can be learned without a teacher, like..."
Lu Yunting slowly leaned over, his eyes passionate and affectionate, as if he wanted to melt the person in front of him in this gentle gaze.
Jiang Yueyang raised her head slightly, her eyes flashing with a hint of nervousness and anticipation, her heart beating like a drum.
Running his fingers through her hair, he slowly pressed his lips against hers.
At first it was just a light touch, like the brush of a feather, with a hint of caution.
Gradually, this tenderness turned into a passionate desire.
His lips rubbed against hers, and she couldn't help but respond. Her hands on her chest unconsciously grasped the fabric of his clothes.
The two breaths intertwined, unable to distinguish one from the other. Gradually, they became rapid.
Coquettish anger overflowed from the gap.
His kiss went deeper and deeper, trying to pry open her teeth, but he restrained himself at the last moment.
Lu Yunting gave her one last kiss and then reluctantly pulled away, holding her tightly in his arms.
His voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of smile, "Yangyang seems to have learned how to breathe."
"Ayue!" Jiang Yueyang shyly buried her face in his arms.
A joyful chuckle came to my ears, pure and beautiful.
At that time, on the other side, Wen Shuyan was lying on the bed, recalling Li Yan's words over and over again in her mind.
"Miss Wen, I have been fond of you for a long time. Are you willing to be with me day and night, year after year?"
It turns out that the mysterious man on Half Moon Mountain was him.
It turns out that they missed it so many times.
It turns out that there is really destiny in this world...
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The next morning, Jiang Yueyang lay in bed with her eyes open, recalling the scenes in her dream.
She had a dream in which she and Lu Yunting got married.
On the wedding night, the belt was gently untied, and the wedding clothes were taken off piece by piece, overlapping each other on the ground.
A tall and strong body, well-defined abdominal muscles, and hot skin...
Finally... everything will come to fruition, and the sauce will be brewed...
Hmm... Jiang Yueyang grabbed the quilt and covered her head.
It's so embarrassing, how could she have such a dream!
When Xiangling came in with hot water, she saw this indescribable scene.
"Girl, it's time to get up. You can't be late for the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony."
Jiang Yueyang came out from the quilt, her little face red, looking extremely adorable.
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The area of Circular Mound in the southern suburbs.
Emperor Yuan, wearing sacrificial robes, led civil and military officials who were also wearing sacrificial robes and stood in front of the altar. The atmosphere was solemn and dignified.
The procedure on the day of the sacrificial ceremony is to first welcome the gods, followed by laying down jade and silk, presenting the sacrificial table, the first offering, the second offering and the final offering, reading the prayer, sending off the gods and watching the burning of the gods.
The Minister of the Ministry of Rites said in a loud voice: "The auspicious time has arrived!"
As his voice fell, drums and music sounded.
The musicians played "Yuhe Music" and the dancers performed "Wenwu" to welcome the arrival of the gods with solemn music and dance.
Then, Emperor Yuan ascended the altar and walked to the throne of Lord Haotian.
The deacon handed over the Cangbi and Shubo, and Emperor Yuan took them respectfully, placed them on the table in front of the altar, and knelt down to express his reverence for the gods.
Afterwards, the carefully cooked beef, mutton and pigs were placed on the table and carried to the altar by special personnel.
During the offering process, the music is solemn, highlighting the sanctity of the sacrifice.
Emperor Yuan ascended the altar again and came before the throne of Lord Haotian.
The officiating officer presented the wine cup, and Emperor Yuan took it and poured the wine on the ground to "pour the wine". He then presented sacrificial offerings such as dried meat and salted fish, and performed the ceremony of bowing twice. This was the first offering.
The sacrificial process was carried out one by one. Jiang Yueyang and the civil and military officials stood below and watched respectfully and solemnly.
By the time the winter solstice sacrificial process was completed, more than three hours had passed.
Emperor Yuan returned to the palace and everyone dispersed in an orderly manner.
Jiang Yueyang rubbed her neck, and just after rubbing it twice, she saw Lu Yunting walking towards her.
The next second, she saw her father pop up from behind Lu Yunting and glared at her secretly.
Jiang Yueyang gave a dry grin.
After a while, the two men came to her one after another.
Well... Lu Yunting didn't dare to go beyond Minister Jiang and fell behind by a step.
"Yangyang, let's go home and make dumplings." Minister Jiang took Jiang Yueyang's hand and left.
"Dad, wait a minute." Jiang Yueyang looked back.
"What are you waiting for? Your mother has been waiting for us at home for a long time."
"I……"
"Leave me alone, and leave now."
At this time, Lu Yunting walked up quickly.
"Uncle Jiang, Ziyue is all alone. During the winter solstice, could you please come and bother me?"
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