Chapter 2232

Three years later, the Lantern Festival was bustling, full of shouts and young ladies from the aristocratic families.

It is said that the six princes stationed in the frontier recently returned to the capital. Many girls who had not been out of the cabinet went to the lantern party together, trying to meet the six princes by chance, hoping to catch his eye.

As we all know, liuwangye is still the commander-in-chief of Zhenyuan.

Not only does he look good, but the most important thing is infatuation. Since the six princesses disappeared many years ago, the six princesses didn't play any more. They didn't even have a servant girl.

It's said that the general of Zhenyuan will be ordered by Emperor Xiao to go to the lantern party to choose a six Princess tonight. Countless thousands of people are looking around and looking forward to it. There are people sitting in pavilions, small boats in the lake and pretending to be shopping. They are all looking for the general of Zhenyuan.

On the boat in the lake, the man sat in the cabin and drank tea in his hand.

The years left some traces on his face, but it made him more mature and calm. The scars left on his forehead in the battlefield of killing also added unjustifiable ferocity and masculinity to his beautiful face.

"Lord, if you don't choose a woman to go back tonight, I'm afraid it's hard for the emperor to explain." Wang Meng reminds me.

Xiao Ziyan hissed: "if it's not easy to explain, it's not easy to explain. He can't really force me to get married."

Wang Meng choked.

I don't dare to say anything more. Others don't know, but he knows it. The Lord has a scar in his heart, and I'm afraid it will never be filled.

"Come on, follow me to the shore."

Suddenly Xiao Ziyan's voice rang out. Wang Meng was pleasantly surprised and went to catch up.

In the Lantern Festival, there was a glorious age, and it was he who fought bloody battles in the frontier. Xiao Xiaoliu, wearing a mask, shuttled through the Lantern Festival, looking at the prosperity and bustle. There were many young men and women wearing masks like him. A couple of children with windmills were running happily in the crowd, and he sighed a long time.

Perhaps, only the belief of defending the country is left.

"Does nianer like this lantern?" A woman's voice is as gentle as water, slowly penetrating into people's hearts.

Xiao Ziyan steps a meal, turned to look at the street lantern stand.

There is a woman standing at a lantern stand of various colors, holding a little girl who looks less than two years old in her arms. The little girl is wearing a pink dress, and her eyes are as beautiful as black grapes. Her eyes are full of curiosity. When she looks at him, she suddenly grins at him.

Xiao Ziyan seems to have been stopped, looking at the little girl.

Wang Meng didn't dare to say a word. I seldom see anything. I like children very much. If there were no such absurd things in those years, I and that child might have been in soy sauce for a long time.

"Nianer? What is nianer looking at? " When the woman saw the child, she turned her head back and looked at him with a lantern.

All of a sudden, all of a sudden.

In the noisy and lively Lantern Festival, the light is soft, and the streets are bustling with people. She holds the child and sees the man standing opposite through the crowd. He stands with his back in the light, tall and straight, and the lights are slowly pouring on him. It's beautiful, but it seems that he is a light year away.

Shen Xiaohua opens her lips in amazement, and holds her daughter in her arms subconsciously.

Even if the man was wearing a mask, she recognized him for the first time, whether it was his body shape, his eyes, or Her intuition.