Chang’an Peasant Girl

Dongfang Tianyang gave a wry smile, but did not force An Jing to play the music for him. Instead, he said: "I will be very busy tomorrow with Dongqing praying to the sky, so I probably won't be able to come to your place."

Jing Jing immediately smiled and said, "I wish you wouldn't come every day."

Dongfang Tianyang said: "But I want to come." After a pause, "You are the first woman I have fallen in love with."

Jing Jing said, "I've definitely been unlucky for eight lifetimes."

Dongfang Tianyang: ""

The next day, Dongqing held a grand prayer ceremony to pray to God for good weather and peace for the country and the people.

In the Jingxin Garden, Jingjing asked people to get bamboo strips and paper to make prayer lanterns, and she made a prayer lantern to make wishes.

If Dongfang Tianyang hadn't talked about praying to heaven, she wouldn't have thought of going to this place.

Anyway, she is quite free every day.

Just make some prayer lanterns and pray to God to bless her, her husband-in-law, and their children to be reunited soon.

Jing Jing originally planned to write on the prayer lantern, but the guards in the Jingxin Garden stopped her from writing. Quiet and not stupid, when she saw the guards acting like this, she knew that they were afraid that she would reveal her whereabouts to people outside the palace through the prayer lantern.

Although she had provoked the guards several times during this period and her skills had improved to a certain extent, she still lost if she was asked to fight so many guards by herself. Therefore, An Jing was not stubborn and did some praying to heaven. Lamp, but not a single word is written on the prayer lantern.

It was getting dark, but Anjing did not immediately put out the sky lanterns to make a wish. Instead, she waited until late at night before lighting one sky prayer lantern after another in the Jingxin Garden and letting the sky prayer lanterns fly into the air. Then, she raised her head and looked at Praying lanterns in the sky, hands clasped together, making a particularly pious wish.

"I wish my husband and son good health."

"Secondly, I hope my husband will find me soon and my family will be reunited soon."

"Three wishes for good weather and good weather in the west, peace for the country and peace for the people, and for everyone to live and work in peace and contentment."

On the day when Quietly made a prayer lantern, Xiao Changyi had already arrived at Dongqing Imperial City. Fortunately, Nan Chi and Dong Qing were not far away, so he was able to rush to Dong Qing Imperial City so quickly.

However, when they arrived at Dongqing Imperial City, the sun had already set, and it was about to get dark, so Xiao Changyi and the others first found an inn and stayed there. As for finding peace in Dongqing Imperial City, we have to wait until tomorrow.

Meng Zhuqing and Tuoba Yao lived in one room, Gongjue Meng Lanqing lived in a room, Qin Yi and Qin Er lived in a room, and Xiao Changyi lived in a room alone.

However, Meng Zhuqing and the others were afraid that something might happen to Xiao Changyi, so they would take turns hanging around Xiao Changyi's room from time to time.

After ten days of driving, his body was very tired, but Xiao Changyi couldn't sleep.

After tossing and turning many times, Xiao Changyi finally got up and lit the lamp.

By this time, it was already late at night.

"Master, is there something wrong?" Outside the door, it was Meng Lanqing's turn to inspect the situation around Xiao Changyi's room. As soon as the lights in the room were on, he walked to the door of Xiao Changyi's room, knocked on Xiao Changyi's door, and asked softly.

"Nothing." Xiao Changyi replied calmly and said nothing more. Instead, he walked to the window, opened it and looked at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

The fifteenth moon is sixteen round.

Today is sixteen. Even though the night is very quiet, the moon is particularly bright and round. Xiao Changyi looks at the bright moon in the sky. The cool breeze outside the window blows on him, but he does not feel the coldness at all. .

His heart had already lost its warmth on the day his wife disappeared.