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" Then this..." Yan Lang seemed to be very unwilling, as if he wanted to test Qing Qian. Qing Qian was not good at opposing, and the two just now had a lot of luck, so he could only look at Li Yu for help. Li Yu smiled and whispered to Yan Lang, and indeed, Yan Lang quieted down. Qing Qian smiled gratefully at Li Yu, only to see Die 'er's burning gaze staring ahead.

Ha, it was a clay figurine. It looked very interesting. The clay figurines placed in front of the stall were also lifelike.

"Young Master, Young Miss, do you want to make one?”The old man didn't raise his head. He was still busy with his work and spoke. His hands were very skillful. Qing Qian was stunned when she saw him. Under the gentleness of his hands, the soil seemed to have life. The clay figurine seemed to be smiling at Qing Qian. Qing Qian was stunned. Thinking back to how Nüwa created humans, she probably had the same craftsmanship, right?

Li Yu had no interest in this thing, but when he saw that Qing Qian could not move her feet, he smiled and curiously sized up the artwork in the old man's hand. He had to admit that this old man's hands were quite skillful.

Seeing that there was no reply for a long time, the old man raised his head and sized up the two people in front of him with the help of the dim moonlight. He smiled." They are indeed a couple." This old man will make a pair of each other for you.”His words successfully hooked the red glow on Li Yu's face. Just as he was about to speak out to stop it, he saw that the old man had already started to adjust the clay sculpture.

Looking at the old man's busyness, a poem from 'My Nong Ci' appeared in Qing Qian's mind." You are affectionate to me, too much affection, too much affection, hot as fire. Take a piece of clay, twist one into you, and mold one into me. Break the two of us together and mix it with water.

I'll make another you and another me. I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud. Born in the same quilt as you, died in the same coffin.”

Qing Qian shook her head. What was wrong with her? She and Li Yu were definitely not a couple. He had his beloved Empress Zhou and other concubines. Even if he was her lover, she couldn't spend the rest of her life with him. Moreover, Li Yu's life was too bitter. She was afraid that she couldn't bear that kind of misery. Moreover, after experiencing the failure of her previous relationship, Qingqian had made up her mind. If she were to marry in this life, her sweetheart would only be able to:

There are 3,000 weak rivers, and I drink a ladle of water alone.

Li Yu, the Southern Tang Dynasty's Latter Ruler, could not afford such love.

She could not afford to love Li Yu, the Latter Ruler of Southern Tang.

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" Qingqian, Qingqian…" Hearing Li Yu call her twice, Shui Qingqian finally came back to her senses and sighed slightly. What was she thinking about just now?

Although that sigh was very faint, it was still heard clearly by Li Yu who was standing beside him. That sigh was filled with an unknown amount of helplessness and sorrow. He really wanted to use his heart to protect this woman in front of him.

"It's done. Take it." Li Yu took the clay figurine from the old man with his right hand and handed the money to the old man with his left hand. The old man smiled at him and Qing Qian. It was unknown whether it was out of the way of welcoming guests or from the bottom of his heart." The two of you must grow old together."”

Qing Qian and Li Yu both looked embarrassed. They took their clay figurines and walked away silently. Yan Lang and Die 'er looked at Li Yu and Qing Qian in bafflement, not knowing what tricks the two of them were playing.

"I beg you, please be kind and give me this longevity lamp.”There seemed to be a commotion at the place where the lamps were sold. Qing Qian and Li Yu were not people who liked to join in the fun, but Die 'er Yan Lang was, so they could only join in.

"The doctor said that my son is seriously ill and won't live long. I want to light a lamp for him. I know this money isn't enough. Why don't you spare me first and I'll work hard for you tomorrow to make up for the money?”A woman in shabby clothes almost knelt down and begged the lamp seller.

"Auntie, it's not that I'm unreasonable, but it's just that our small business can't continue if everyone is like you.”The peddler held the Longevity Lamp with a troubled expression.

"Die 'er, is this lamp very expensive?" Qing Qian asked softly. She had no idea about money in this era.

"En, this is the best longevity lamp in Jin Ling City. It costs two silver coins, which is my salary for half a month.”Die 'er also whispered. Qing Qian couldn't help but frown. Half a month's salary for a lamp? Wasn't this a little too profitable?

"Why don't you use this money to buy it from another shop? It's cheaper there.”The peddler also had a compassionate heart. They were the best lamp shop in Jinling, so they sold it at a very high price. An ordinary shop might only sell it for one-tenth of the price.

" No." The woman was still very persistent." I heard that your longevity lamp is the most effective. I really hope that our child can live a long and healthy life."”

Qing Qian sighed slightly. It was really pitiful for parents.

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