Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Yes, it is also related to lamps. My family has been making lamps for generations, and all kinds of sky lanterns and lanterns are made. I want to write your poems on the lamps of my house in the future, so that people will know when they see this poem. It's my house's lamp." The proprietress said.

Yun Ruoyue was holding her forehead, and she wanted poetry, and it was related to the lamp. This proprietress is really a poetry idiot!

She remembered a poem about lamps, but she only remembered the last sentence, and couldn't remember all the previous ones.

She had no choice but to clear her throat, and said, "Okay, the last one. I searched for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly I looked back, but the man was there, in a dimly lit place."

After reading this, she suddenly stopped and stopped reading!

Everyone was stunned, "My lord, what's next? You continue to read!"

Yun Ruoyue raised her head, pretending to be cold and unwilling to say anything, and said: "There is nothing below, only this sentence!"

"What? Only this sentence? There is nothing below? This, this is too uncomfortable, I really want to know what is below!"

"That's right, stop here and don't say anything, just like the authors who wrote the script suddenly stopped writing, so we can't see the follow-up, this is too tortured!"

"It's too much for him to stop at the most worrying place!"

"Don't force the master, the master doesn't want to say it. Even if it is a sentence, it shows that the master is very powerful!"

Hearing everyone's words, Yun Ruoyue wanted to laugh, but her face was still cold.

It's not that she doesn't want to say it, it's that she doesn't remember, so she can only pretend to be cold.

At this time, the proprietress gave Yun Ruoyue a thumbs up, and said: "Good poetry, good poetry, son, you are really amazing!"

The shop owner said: "It's our honor to know you. How dare you ask me your name? I want to write your name and poem on my lamp!"

"Boss, my friend's name is Yunli." Yang Fei said proudly.

Yun Ruoyue didn't want to say her name at first, but she didn't expect Yang Fei to say it so quickly, and she didn't have time to stop it.

She could only smile stiffly: Don't blame the bosses, let the little girl show off her holy clothes, otherwise it will be difficult to get along here!

Yang Fei looked at Chu Xuanchen on the left and Yun Ruoyue on the right, with a look of pride.

He was so lucky to be able to meet two such powerful people!

One is good at martial arts and strategy, and the other is good at literature and medicine, just like the fighting skills of gods, he can't take his eyes off him.

At this time, everyone dispersed, and Yun Ruoyue said to the proprietress, "Madam proprietress, do you have a writing brush here? I want to write on the sky lantern and pray for my family."

"Yes, young master. Come on, I have plenty of brushes here, here you are." The proprietress said, and quickly handed a brush to Yun Ruoyue.

"Thank you." Yun Ruoyue got the brush and began to write on the sky lantern.

When writing, she deliberately covered it with her hands so that Yang Fei and Chu Xuanchen could not see it.

She wrote: "May my husband return safely, may Nanfeng and Xing'er grow up healthily, and may our family of four be reunited soon—Yue'er."

If she could, she was really willing to trade everything of herself, even her life, in exchange for Chu Xuanchen's safety and the health of the children.

Seeing that Yun Ruoyue deliberately blocked the writing, Chu Xuanchen did not peek at it.

Since Yunli has his own secret, he won't pry into it.

He picked up the brush and thought about what he wanted to write on the sky lantern.

He has lost his memory and is now alone, unencumbered, and seems to have nothing to write about.

Seeing Yun Ruoyue's sad expression, he sighed lightly, and wrote on the paper: "I hope Ah Li can find his lover soon——Feng Jin."