After listening to his words, Fu Liu nodded happily, took a pen and wrote for a while. Ouyang Jing wanted to have a look, but Fu Liu quickly pushed the river lamp into the water and said to him solemnly, "if I let you see it, my wish will not come true!"
Unable to laugh or cry, Ouyang Jing shook her head helplessly and tied her cape tightly. The wind was strong by the lake. Fu Liu looked at the lotus river lamp and couldn't close her mouth.
Ouyang Jing was very curious about what she wanted to do and jumped to the lake. Ouyang Jing bent slightly, stood on the lake and looked at the words on the lantern carefully. This made him lose his focus.
Take the lamp from the lake fiercely, Ouyang Jing's face sank, "would you like to be a man with one heart and never leave each other?" There's nothing wrong with this book. It's just the names of Fu Liu and Xiao Hanzi under this line of wishes.
Clutching the lantern, she almost put out the candle on it. Watching her joy cut off, Fu Liu was so anxious that she was about to cry, but she had no choice. After all, she couldn't get to the lake.
"Ouyang Jing, put down my River lamp quickly!" Fu Liu can only stand on the bank, shouting Ouyang Jing. His eyes were red and he stamped his feet.
The latter is not moved, eyes dark, looking at the hand of the lamp, and looking at her fierce reflection, sneer, step by step on the water toward her, when he came to help Liu body, the lamp has gone out.
He snatches the lamp from the river, but Fu Liu is very angry. He pushes Ouyang Jing away and almost makes him fall into the river. But Fu Liu doesn't care. He stares at the extinguished lamp with red eyes, as if he is about to cry.
"You villain, why do you destroy my River lantern? How can my little Hanzi come back to me?" Wow cry out, help Liu staring at Ouyang Jing, look indifferent, as if he would not forgive.
Ouyang Jing is not in a good mood either. With a cold hum, he looks at her crying with the lantern in his arms. He is very angry. He tries his best to bring her out to avoid meeting with that little Hanzi. Everything is going well, but the wish on the lantern is to live forever with that person.
It's really ironic. Ouyang Jing gave a wry smile and was looked at by Fu Liu with that indifferent look. It was very unpleasant in his heart. They had known each other for some time, but it seemed that in Fu Liu's heart, he had no status at all.
"How long have you known him, how long have you known me, where can I not compare with him?" Ouyang Jing grabs her shoulder and holds her against the willow. He asks with deep eyes.
He caught some pain, Fu Liu could not get rid of it, and his lantern was squeezed out of shape. Ouyang Jing grabbed it and threw it on the ground. Seeing that his lantern was completely destroyed, Fu Liu angrily glared at him and said: "you can't compare with him anywhere. I've only known you for several months. What qualifications do you have to compare with him, Ouyang Jing I hate you
Fu Liu's words have been echoing in his ears, like a cold wind, invading the four limbs, cold to the extreme tone, so that he did not have the strength of resistance.
Can't compare with that hairy boy at all?
Ouyang Jing a wry smile, let Fu Liu earn to get rid of their own constraints, their decadent sitting under the tree, mocking their incompetence.
It's ridiculous that the first childe in the capital should be compared by a hairy boy.
When he untied the wine pot from his arms, Ouyang Jing was used to taking a big mouthful of it. It was the burning knife he bought in zuixianlou. After drinking it once, he felt that the wine was more intoxicating than Qiongjiang Yuye.
Because a few mouthfuls of this wine will make him drunk for a few days, and only with strong wine can his pain be reduced by half.
"Miss, isn't that Ouyang Shizi?" Not far away, a maid who came to accompany the young lady to put the lantern on the river exclaimed, pointing to Ouyang Jing under the willow tree.
After listening to this, the girl in blue gauze looked at her. In the moonlight, the boy in the blue robe was sleeping under the willow tree, like a banished immortal.
The woman's water eyes trembled, and her face was full of surprise. She even couldn't let go of the lantern. She handed it to the maid just now, and walked over with her skirt.
Squatting beside Ouyang Jing, Pang Xinya could not help reaching out and touching his cheek. It was as warm as jade, which made people unable to open their eyes. The last time I saw him, it was on the birthday of the empress dowager, but he did not give himself half of his sight.
But fortunately, the river God appeared. Before she put down the lamp, she made her wish come true. Looking at the sleeping man under the tree with joy, Pang Xinya moved her eyes and suddenly found the broken lamp in his hand.
He's here to play the lantern, too? It's so nice of them to think about it. Pang Xinya snatched the lamp from his hand and looked at the words on it. The smile on his face gradually froze.
Just like the word just now, but this time xiaohanzi is covered by a piece of ink, replaced by Ouyang Jing's name.
The drunken Ouyang Jing is very strong. He smears the name of xiaohanzi with ink. Fuliu can only be his own. It doesn't exist."Fuliu? It's a nice name With a cold hum, Pang Xinya gnashed her teeth at Fuliu's name and called her servant girl, "go and find out which lady is Fuliu?"
Although Pang Xinya doesn't like to go out, she knows all the names in the capital, but she is still a little strange to Fuliu.
But Xiuer, the servant girl, frowned inexplicably. She felt that the name was familiar. After thinking about it, she exclaimed, "Miss, this Fuliu is not a lady of any family, but a servant girl. On the last birthday of the empress dowager, the princess presented her birthday present to the Empress Dowager. "
Being mentioned by Xiuer, Pang Xinya suddenly remembers. At that dinner party, she attracted the attention of the public. Naturally, she could not forget the boundless scenery of fengqingyao. In particular, the picture of longevity was presented by a little servant girl. At that time, she did not seem to stand firm. Pang Xinya just closed her eyes. When she opened it again, Ouyang Jing stood with the little servant girl.
Well, no wonder Ouyang Jing didn't look at himself. It turned out that from then on, there was such a fox spirit around him. She also said which family's daughter was, but she was just a servant girl, which was not a problem.