Yan Hanyu's life is still the same as before. Except for going to the main courtyard to pay tribute to her mother every day, she spent the rest of her time lying on the desk of the warm room. However, she read more medical books now, and no one knew that she could recognize every word on it.

Until the Lantern Festival, Yan Jiamu came on horseback.

Hanyu had told her to go out today, and the concierge also prepared a carriage at the door. She also told her mother that she would go out tonight, and she also said that she would buy her a colorful lantern for her. Every time she talked to her mother through the door, she had no grievances and no complaints.

The colorful colors divide the earth from afar, and the magnificent light spreads across the sky. When the Han Dynasty suspected the stars fell, the tower was like the moon hanging.

The streets were filled with red lights, and various lanterns were hung on both sides of the street. Yan Hanyu was dazzled.

The streets of Bianjing are very wide, two hundred steps away. Adults are holding children, carrying lanterns, a pair of people in pairs, and a group of people on the roadside are full of people.

"The lanterns here are not the best. There are lanterns hanging everywhere on the road in the center street, all shapes, and Bianhe Street. There are also the most beautiful lanterns there. There are light boats of all sizes in the Bianhe River."

Yan Hanyu couldn't wait, and then lifted the curtain of the car to see where he was.

Seeing her eagerly looking forward, Yan Jiamu felt that she was a little girl. She then asked her, "Do you know how these lanterns are made?"

Yan Hanyu put down the curtain of the car and shook her head at him, "I don't know."

"He came with bamboo or wood, pasted silk or rice paper, and finally finished painting."

"That's so simple?"

"Simple? Not simple. It's very difficult. I want to make a gift for someone, but my hands are cut. However, there are also glass lamps and tower lamps, which are relatively few and are even more difficult to make. There are not many here, but there will definitely be many in front."

Yan Hanyu smiled but said nothing. He did it himself? Is he trying to give it to that doctor?

Until the Central Street, Yan Hanyu realized that the things she saw were just street lights, and this was the real lantern festival.

The central street of Bianjing is called Yujie, which is two hundred steps wide. There are imperial corridors on both sides of the road, and various lanterns are hung along the street.

"Hu Zhi, drive the carriage in front and wait for us at Xiangguo Temple on Bianhe Street."

Yan Jiamu got off the carriage, followed Madam Zhou, carried Yan Hanyu off the carriage, and followed a follower behind them to the place with the most lanterns on the main street.

As soon as they got out, after the carriage left, a carriage followed behind and a man came out.

Yan Hanyu had no time to pay attention to others. When she got off the carriage, she looked up and saw hundreds of red lanterns above her head, one hanging in the air, hanging in a large circle, with colorful lanterns hanging in the middle, and a large three-layer colorful tower lamp in the middle, illuminating the surroundings. The road was filled with lantern stalls, with various exquisite lanterns hanging, square, round, several layers of tower, rabbit, goldfish, golden rooster, and lotus...

There were too many, Yan Hanyu was so dazzling that she couldn't even see it. She had never been so happy, and looked at it one after another.

Yan Jiamu bought her a rabbit lantern. Yan Hanyu took it for a while and then gave it to Aunt Zhou.

"You don't like it?"

Yan Hanyu is not a real little girl inside, so of course she won’t like these little girls’ things. She smiled, “I like them all, but I haven’t seen one that I want the most.”

Yan Jiamu felt that he really could not treat Hanyu as a child, so he shook his head.

Seeing her small figure tilted her head, she continued to ask, "Little girl, do you want me to hug you?"

"Ah?" Yan Hanyu was stunned.

Yan Jiamu was about to come forward to hug her, but Yan Hanyu ran behind Madam Zhou, looking frightened, "Don't hug her." Although she was only six years old, she was more than six years old in her heart. If a opposite sex hugged her, she would be uncomfortable even if she was an uncle.

"Uncle Jiu is still shy to hold you?" He laughed at her.

Yan Hanyu looked away at the lanterns and didn't speak. She envied people like Uncle Jiu who lived freely. She was not shy, but just didn't want to be hugged casually. If it were her sweetheart, she might agree.

Although she was short, it did not affect her eyes looking at the lanterns at all.

Yan Jiamu just thought she was premature and no longer teased her.

"Miss, you can't walk behind me." Madam Zhou walked behind Yan Hanyu and reminded her.

"Okay, I understand, Madam." Yan Hanyu only brought Madam Zhou this time.

After walking through several stalls, she saw a hand lantern with elegant and quiet colors, square and lotus-shaped base, wrapped in silk cloth. The light shining from the candlelight was faint blue. The most attractive thing was the painting above. The night view under the moon was vivid, with clear river flowing. A man stood on the shore and looked up at the moon. There were sparkling insects floating beside the person on the painting, as if stars fell from the sky to the person on the painting.

The black ink on the painting held the words, and she silently said, "The rain can't be turned off when it's on the light, and the wind can't be blown brighter. If it's not for the sky, it's just a star by the moon."

"I will gather autumn grass, but today I will be with the evening breeze. Stars are falling in the sky, and the trees are like flowers blooming. The screen is suspected to be shining with divine fire, and the curtain is like night pearls. When you meet you, you will be glorious and you will not be reluctant to live a light life." A warm voice came.

Yan Hanyu looked up and saw that it was a boy. He was wearing a white dress, a jade crown and a hairpin, a jade pendant hung around his waist, and a white fur draped over his body. His face was handsome and his eyes were like the bright moon in the sky, gentle and moist.

She couldn't help but speak, "The season has changed and the grass is declining, and the new autumn is approaching. The moon shadow has subsided, and the bamboo light has flowed back."

But the young man didn't know she could continue, "Yiyi and Juanjuan, beside the bamboo trees in the pond; they flew randomly and swayed fire, gathered without smoke. The light rain never faded, the light breeze blew, and the old man's desk was often hung as a bag."

Yan Hanyu said, "The water palace is breeze and jade doors are open, and the flying light comes back thousands of times; there is no wind or moon at night, and it is just in front of the wall to shine on the green moss."

"The graceful moths rush to the bright candles, and they don't redeem the crime when cooking ointment and oil; Jiaer fireflies do not deceive themselves, and the lights are shining among the grass. However, the horse has recorded the immortals' recipes, and the books have been reflected in the gentleman's hall; they do not fear the bright moon and see the bad quality, but fear the wind and rain, but they cannot be light."

When the young man said the word "Firefly", he paused for a moment, and continued to recite his poem. After reciting it, he said, "Little girl, I lost."

He stepped forward to take off the lantern, and the servant behind him took out a ingot of broken silver and handed it to the vendor.

The vendor looked not old, and he smiled and said, "This lantern is the first one made by my father. If anyone guesses the answer, he will be the one who will be. The young master doesn't have to pay."

"So, thank you." The young man spoke slowly, turned around, leaned over, and handed the lantern to Hanyu, "Girl, this is yours."

Yan Hanyu couldn't help but smile when she met her deep and gentle eyes, "Thank you, big brother."
Chapter completed!