Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

The fire of New Year's Eve, the lights of Lantern Festival, the night of Beijing.

Looking around, there are eight streets and four cities, the lights are bright as day.

Overwhelming lanterns hang in every corner, and those lamps are like colorful brocade woven by fairies, and their styles are also different. The lights reflected the moon, doubling its brilliance. The moon shines on the lamp, adding a very bright color.

Thousands of houses with lights and towers, dozens of miles of clouds and smoke in the world.

Such a prosperous world is astounding.

The whole city was full of flutes and drums, and there were countless people in chaos. Those dancing, squatting, and pretending to be ghosts were originally bustling among the crowd.

With the arrival of a group of people in early summer, the crowded crowd automatically gave way.

It is really too dazzling that this group of people can't help but put down the lamp in their hands. They all stopped to give in, and took a look at those fairy-like faces.

On both sides of the red makeup upstairs, some beauties have long recognized the handsome and romantic Xu family son. Leaning against the rail, across the curtain, shoulder to shoulder, stretched out his hand, he called out to Young Master Xu in a charming voice.

Xiao Mubai frowned, looked at Xu Wenlan and teased: "Xu Wenlan, Sir Xu, have you ever seen the grand scene of your red sleeves?"

Xu Wenlan said while busy salute the girls, "Of course I've never seen it before."

"Xu Wenlan is not as good-looking as his elder brother, and naturally he is not as good as elder brother Chu." Xiao Muhong pouted and said disdainfully.

"That can't hold back his romance, you don't want to imitate him." Xiao Mubai looked at Xiao Muhong and said warmly.

Xu Wenlan didn't dare to refute, and simply continued to flirt with the girls, causing the beauty to cover her mouth and smile and burst into exclamations.

"I don't learn from him, I only like brother Chu." Xiao Muhong looked at Xia Chu and smiled brightly.

Xiao Mubai's eyes followed Xiao Muhong to Xia Chu's body.

"Hmm." Xia Chu was slightly sunburnt, smiled and asked, "Don't the nine princesses like His Royal Highness King Mo?"

"Of course I like it."

"Do you like me like you like my brother?"

"It should be different." The nine princesses frowned.

"What's the difference?"

"Brother will always be brother. You are going to be my husband in the future. Of course this will be different." The Ninth Princess understood and said firmly.

"No, I love the Ninth Princess the same way that His Royal Highness King Mo loves the Ninth Princess. Therefore, the Ninth Princess should like me as much as I like my brother."

"But I have a brother, but no husband..." The nine princesses said dissatisfiedly.

"The nine princesses will be there in the future, and you will become his beloved woman."

"Am I not the woman you love?"

"You are my beloved sister."

"You don't want to be my husband?"

"I am willing to be your brother forever like King Mo."

"You will always love me like a brother?"

"Yeah." Xia Chujian let out a sigh of relief.

"But I still want you to be my husband." The Ninth Princess thought about it and still refused.

Xiao Zimu laughed out loud, and Xiao Mu's white eyebrows were also playful.

Xia Chu held his forehead with a headache, sighed, and feigned anger: "If the nine princesses don't obey, I won't hurt you anymore."

The ninth princess was fooled by Xia Chuyi, wrinkled her face, and only raised her head after walking for a long time.

"Then, then...then let's be a brother first."

Xia Chu breathed a sigh of relief and laughed heartily.

Xiao Zimu gave him an approving smile.

The group was walking, when Xiao Yanjun and Xiao Xuqing in front stopped.

"But Mr. Bingwen, who is widely rumored in Beijing?" Xiao Yanjun asked aloud to the people he met.

"Miaozan, it's Bingwen."

"Young Master Bingwen is also here to admire the lantern?" Xiao Yanjun was eager to win him over when he saw his elegant temperament.

"Arty." Bingwen replied calmly, passing Xiao Yanjun and walking in front of Su Qianan. Pretending to ask, "I don't know if Young Master is here?"

Su Qianan blinked and pointed to Xia Chu.

Bingwen walked to Xia Chu and bowed.

"I was harassed the day before yesterday. Thanks to the protection of Xiaohou Ye's attendant, Bingwen would like to thank you."

Xia Chu laughed secretly when he saw his tone of voice, and replied cooperatively, "You're welcome, it's better to meet by chance, shall we?"

Bingwen readily agreed: "But it's disrespectful."

Seeing that Bingwen didn't know where to stand, Xia Chu coaxed Xiao Muhong to let go and followed Xiao Mubai and Xu Wenlan in front. He was one step behind, walking with Xiao Zimu and Bingwen.

Xiao Zimu saw that Xiao Muhong had gone, and then there was Mr. Bingwen. He couldn't help but whisper to Xia Chu: "Why is it so difficult to talk to you alone?"

Xia Chu smiled when he heard the words, turned his head and whispered to him: "It's okay, Zi Muke will take me back to the house alone later."

Xiao Zimu nodded, showing satisfaction.

Xiao Muhong was led by Xiao Yanjun and looked back at him from time to time. Seeing Xia Chu and Xiao Zimu whispering in a whisper, she said to Xia Chu coquettishly, "Brother Chu, I want a lamp."

Xia Chu listened and looked at both sides and walked towards a shop with a lot of styles.

In fact, the Lantern Festival is the light market. Few of them actually bought the lights, and the men mostly got them by guessing charades. Bo Jiaren smiled. Not only attached to the elegance, but also in exchange for the beauty of the heart.