The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Chapter 485: Too Sweet...

Because of the Chinese New Year, the streets and alleys of the capital are decorated with lights and colorful lanterns.

Strings of vermilion lanterns hung from the eaves, and everywhere one could see the Chinese character "Fu" written in black on red paper, or in gold on red paper, reflecting the light of the snow, making the whole street as bright as day.

In front of the taverns and teahouses, there were colorful pavilions with glass tassels hanging on them. When the wind blew, the bells made a tinkling sound, which mixed with the sound of the storyteller's wake-up stick and the shouts of the waiters, making the whole place bustling with activity.

The long, bustling streets were packed with people. Everywhere you looked, you could see children in new coats running around clutching candied haws, firecrackers popping in their hands. Then there were women with new velvet flowers in their hair, carrying small bamboo baskets to do their shopping.

There were laughter and joy everywhere, and the place was extremely prosperous and lively.

It was a magnificent sight that Jiang Wantang had never seen in his two lifetimes.

On the long street, Ji Wuyuan was wearing a black and gold robe, while Jiang Wantang, who was standing beside her, was wearing a plain pink long skirt and a snow-white fox fur coat.

Both of them have outstanding looks and unique temperament. Walking hand in hand in the crowd, they are particularly eye-catching.

It's like an immortal or goddess from heaven coming down to earth to experience the mundane world.

Along the way, many people secretly looked at the two of them, especially Ji Wuyuan. With his extremely handsome and elegant appearance, coupled with his noble and awe-inspiring temperament, it was obvious that he was not an ordinary wealthy young man.

This attracted many women on the street to stop and look.

Of course, there were men who secretly glanced at Jiang Wantang, but the men around her were too dazzling and powerful, which naturally made those men feel inferior.

However, Jiang Wantang didn't have the energy to pay attention to these things. As soon as she got off the carriage, she was attracted by the long street full of flowers. Her pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes opened wide, and everything she saw was curious.

At first, she would obediently hold Ji Wuyuan's hand and follow him like a well-behaved kitten.

But after a while, her cleverness was dispersed by the bustling atmosphere in the street. She first loosened one finger, and then her whole figure disappeared.

The wild fox's nature was fully revealed.

"Girl, look at this silk flower, a new Suzhou embroidery style!"

"Hey, rice cakes! Freshly fried rice cakes!"

"Sugar man! A sugar man that can spin!"

"..."

Jiang Wantang wandered through the crowd, looking left and right, sometimes curious about the colorful revolving lanterns, sometimes squatting in front of a clay figurine stall, eagerly watching the master craftsman mold various small figurines...

In the crowd, Ji Wuyuan stood with his hands behind his back, his deep gaze following the bright figure.

At this moment, she looks bright and lively, and seems to be shining in the crowd.

It was completely different from his cold, indifferent and calm appearance in the palace.

This is the vitality and vigor that a girl of her age should have.

At this time, Jiang Wantang in the crowd ran towards him happily, holding a sugar painting, her skirt fluttering like a blooming crabapple.

"A Yuan..."

"Ayuan, look!" She ran over like she was presenting a treasure and held the sugar painting in front of Ji Wuyuan, "Does it look like you?"

The crowd was crowded, and Ji Wuyuan immediately raised his hand and held her in his arms.

He lowered his eyes to look, and the sugar painting was clearly a majestic tiger...

Um, not very pretty...

But when Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang's watery and sparkling eyes, looking at him expectantly,

He still smiled and said gently and dotingly, "Like."

The smile on Jiang Wantang's face became even brighter, and her eyebrows and eyes were curved, which was very beautiful.

Afterwards, Ji Wuyuan saw her stick out her pink little tongue and gently lick the sugar painting with the tip of her tongue, as if trying to taste what it tasted like.

Ran Ji Wuyuan looked at this scene, his Adam's apple rolled, and his pair of dark and deep pupils were mixed with impure dark colors.

He clenched his fists, suppressed his impatience, and asked her calmly, "Is it delicious?"

The originally very obvious low and hoarse voice, mixed with the sound of firecrackers on the street corner, suddenly became less obvious.

Jiang Wantang, who had just tasted it, frowned, looking a little disappointed: "It's too sweet..."

After saying that, both of them were stunned at the same time.

Ji Wuyuan was surprised that Jiang Wantang had always liked sweets. She loved all the greasy snacks in the palace.

If even she thinks it's too sweet, then you can see how sweet this sugar painting is.

What Jiang Wantang was stunned about was that she clearly loved sweet things, so why did she think this sugar painting was too sweet?

Is it because... there is no shortage of sugar now?

Just as she was stunned, Ji Wuyuan's warm palm covered the back of her hand that was blown red by the cold wind, and his thumb with thin calluses gently wiped away the sugar stains at the corner of her lips.

Afterwards, he took the candy painting from Jiang Wantang's hand, raised his hand to touch her head, and coaxed her gently, "Then don't eat this candy painting, go take a look at the others, okay?"

Jiang Wantang nodded without thinking any more. When she raised her eyes, her attention was drawn to the opera troupe performing on the other side of the bridge.

Ji Wuyuan watched her leaving, then looked at the sugar painting in his hand. Then he picked up the sugar painting and tasted the place where Jiang Wantang had licked it just now.

He smiled and whispered, "It's really sweet..."

Jiang Wantang had already been squeezed into the crowd of people watching the show at the bridgehead.

Ji Wuyuan stood on the bridge and gazed deeply at the beautiful figure in the crowd...

She lost her father at a young age and had a lonely and difficult life. As a delicate and weak girl, she endured a lot of hardships and hatred at a young age.

Now she is at the age of blooming flowers, but she is trapped in the palace by him.

Other women may yearn for power and status, but he knew that she did not yearn for these.

In the past, I entered the palace to seek support and help Jiang Huaizhou on his path to success.

Now she is willing to stay in the palace and stay by his side, not only because he promised to save Ji Wuwang, but also because she feels guilty towards him.

She seems stubborn and indifferent, but in fact she is soft and kind, and has a clear distinction between love and hate.

She appears strong and tough on the outside, but in reality she is a simple little girl who has been extremely lacking in love since childhood and has no trust in relationships.

Therefore, she especially values ​​and cherishes those few people who have shown kindness to her.

In the past, he might not have understood her well enough, but after listening to her conversation with Yun Shang, he deeply understood why she was always unwilling to give her true heart.

She is not a woman who is deeply in love, and love between men and women may not be that important to her.

He also knew that she wanted to leave here and see the outside world again.

Now she doesn't want to be a bird trapped in a golden cage, but an eagle soaring in the sky.

At this time, Jiang Wantang turned around from the crowd and waved at him with a bright smile.

Ji Wuyuan stood on the bridge with his arms folded across his chest, looking lazy and dignified, and smiled back.