Chapter 367 Make a Wish
His heart skipped a beat, and Xie Zhuoning withdrew his gaze to meet Ye Wuque's eyes.
Then she raised the corners of her lips with a half-smile, "Who are you looking for? Looking for your father!"
Phew, Ah Yu was right. Sometimes it feels really good to be a little uncultured.
Ye Wuque's eyes dimmed slightly, and the dark mist melted away in his eyes and turned into a brilliant smile.
"It seems that you are in a really good mood today. You are even joking with others."
Xie Zhuoning said mercilessly, "As long as I don't see you, I'm always in a good mood."
"I am very sad when Xiaocaoer said this."
Ye Wuque said this as he leaned closer to Xie Zhuoning and almost bit her ear.
The ambiguous distance, the melancholy atmosphere, and the slight smile at the corners of his lips, in the eyes of others, seemed like the sweet whispers between lovers.
Xie Zhuoning tried to push him away, but he was restrained and unable to move.
What on earth does this guy want to do?
Did he see something and wanted to deliberately provoke Xiao Jinxuan?
Yang Lie and Ling Feng also realized something when they saw this, and almost subconsciously held Xiao Jinxuan down, "Your Highness, calm down, calm down, don't let him anger you, everything should be based on the safety of Miss Xie first..."
Before we fully understand how many cards Ye Wuque is hiding, any rash action may lead to unpredictable consequences.
Last time it was a stand-in who died, what about this time?
What if Ye Wuque holds the idea of destroying it if he can't get it, and would rather die in glory than live in disgrace?
Xiao Jinxuan's eyes were dark and murderous intent surged in his heart, like a wild beast bursting through his chest, and he almost couldn't control it.
Fortunately, Song Yuqiu was very smart. She immediately passed between Ye Wuque and the others, separated the two of them, and took Xie Zhuoning's arm. "There seems to be a wishing tree over there. Let's go take a look."
"Okay." Xie Zhuoning followed the trend and went to the front with Song Yuqiu.
Ye Wuque said nothing when he saw this and followed slowly.
Yang Lie chased after him, walked side by side with him, and said half-jokingly, "Your Excellency really has deep feelings for the lady, and you can't bear to take your eyes off her. There are soldiers stationed nearby. Are you afraid that such a big person will get lost?"
Ye Wuque glanced at Yang Lie, then glanced behind him, and smiled meaningfully, "Yes, if you don't keep a close eye on your beloved things, how can you lose them? The jade ruyi in your mansion was watched by so many people, but it was still stolen, wasn't it?"
Yang Lie: “…”
He has been having a headache recently. The gift from the emperor has been lost. If his superiors come to hold him accountable, how will he explain himself?
This guy really knows how to rub salt into someone's wound.
Touching his nose angrily, Yang Lie said, "Let's go and see what wishes they made."
There are several stalls under the wishing tree, and you can buy a wooden sign tied with a red ribbon for fifty cents.
People who wish can write down their wishes and tie them to the wishing tree, which can be considered a blessing ceremony.
Song Yuqiu held the brush to his chin, thought for a long time, and then wrote crookedly, "I hope to be rich enough to rival a country, have many beauties, and reach the pinnacle of life!"
Just as I finished writing and was about to hang it up, Yang Lie snatched the wooden sign away.
He looked unhappy and said, "Do you still want to be surrounded by people and reach the pinnacle of your life?"
"Give it back to me! Give it back to me!" Unable to snatch it away, Song Yuqiu jumped up to snatch it back, and was so angry that she wanted to kick this bastard a few times.
While the two were arguing, Ye Wuque had already walked to Xie Zhuoning's side.
Seeing that she hadn't written anything, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why don't you start writing?"
Xie Zhuoning looked depressed. "I don't have much to wish for. I just hope everyone has a happy new year."
As she spoke, she picked up her pen and wrote four lines of New Year's poem on the wooden sign.
"High above the bright moon, three spring wines; plum blossoms bloom, snow retreats, people compose poems.
"Since ancient times, the scenery has changed a lot, and the old year has passed and another time has come."
Ye Wuque stared at it for a long while and praised: "The poem is good, and the calligraphy is also good."
Xie Zhuoning didn't want to pay attention to him, "You don't have to exaggerate."
Who doesn't know that her handwriting is recognized as ugly?
Ye Wuque smiled brightly, "It's probably in line with the old saying in Daye, a lover's eyes see beauty in everything. In my eyes, everything you do is good."
"Then I'm really unlucky for eight lifetimes." Xie Zhuoning didn't show him any good face at all.
After blowing the ink off the wooden sign, she looked up at the tall wishing tree, seemingly having a headache about how to hang the sign up.
Before Ye Wuque could speak, Xiao Jinxuan stepped forward and said, "Let me help Madam hang it up."
Xie Zhuoning handed him the wooden sign and nodded slightly, "Thank you."
As you pass it over, tap lightly on the wooden sign with your fingertips.
The two of them glanced at each other inconspicuously. Xiao Jinxuan took the wooden sign, glanced at the four lines of poetry on it, immediately retracted his gaze, and jumped up the tree.
Soon, the wishing board was hung up.
Ye Wuque clapped his hands and asked meaningfully, "Your Qinggong is pretty good. I wonder which school of martial arts did you learn from?"
Xiao Jinxuan said calmly, "My master is unwilling to reveal his name."
Hearing this, Ye Wuque curled his lips and smiled, "It's okay, I just felt that your martial arts style was similar to that of a good friend, so I thought you two were from the same school."
"Oh? Who is that good friend?"
“He also did not want to reveal his name.”
The two looked at each other with sharp eyes.
Yang Lie, who was trying to grab the wooden sign from Song Yuqiu, immediately interrupted them and said, "The fireworks are about to start, let's go to the stage!"
Ye Wuque was the first to retract his gaze and looked at Xie Zhuoning softly, "Madam, let's go."
Xie Zhuoning wanted Song Yuqiu to go with her, "I'd better go with her."
Seeing several people walking up to the stands, Xiao Jinxuan lowered his voice and called Ling Feng at the corner, "Cancel the plan."
Ling Feng was stunned. "Cancel?"
They had made all the arrangements, why did they suddenly decide to cancel it?
But he hesitated only for a moment and immediately accepted the order, "Yes!"
Brilliant fireworks rise into the sky, displaying a momentary beauty.
But the people under the fireworks had different thoughts.
Thirteen quietly walked up to Ye Wuque and whispered in his ear, "They have withdrawn the people and seem to have canceled the operation."
"Oh?" Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes slightly, with a strange look in his eyes.
The fireworks are set off at this time when there are the most people and the most chaos, which is a great opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
If it were him, he would definitely choose to take action at this time.
Why was it cancelled suddenly?
As if thinking of something, Ye Wuque narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Go to the wishing tree and bring me back the sign she wrote."
The wishing tree is lush and leafy, and is a thousand years old. It is covered with thousands of wishing cards that have been hung on it for years.
It is not easy to find Xie Zhuoning's wishing card among them.
But Thirteen still went to do it immediately.
After enjoying the fireworks, everyone returned to the mansion.
Yang Lie rushed into the living room and asked impatiently, "Your Highness Prince Xuan, why did you cancel the operation? Don't you want to rescue Miss Xie?"
Xiao Jinxuan took out a wishing board tied with red cloth from his pocket and said, "Because of this."
Yang Lie frowned in confusion, "Isn't this the four-line poem written by Miss Xie? What does it have to do with our cancellation of the operation?"