Qixi Festival Is Here
Li Xue Yan, who was already a married woman, held a pen and was concentrating on writing.
Chu Yi leaned over to take a look and couldn't help but ask curiously,"
"Wifey, what are you drawing?"
Hearing this, Li Xue Yan panicked and quickly stopped her movements, trying to cover up the contents of her painting.
"No, it's nothing."
Li Xue Yan's pretty face even had a bashful expression.
"You, are you drawing…"
Chu Yi smiled and thought of Li Xue Yan's expression. He already thought that she was drawing some kind of palace painting.
There was limited knowledge about boudoir matters in ancient times, and he could only understand it from a few pictures.
Moreover, they were all passed down to women and not men. They could not be bought on the market at all.
At this moment, it had to be said that Chu Yi's thoughts were a little off.
Was his wife so wild?
That was true. After all, they had been married for many days and had yet to consummate their marriage. It was not a bad thing to get to know each other more.
It seemed that not only he could not wait, even Li Xue Yan could not wait.
Li Xue Yan did not understand what Chu Yi meant when she saw his smirk. However, seeing how curious her husband was about the content of her painting, she did not hide it anymore.
He generously showed the painting scroll.
After that, Chu Yi took a closer look and said in surprise,"
"Aren't they a pair of mandarin ducks? Wifey, what is there to hide?”
She was so secretive that Chu Yi's thoughts went astray.
Li Xue Yan timidly replied,
"Husband, this is to be painted on the Heaven Praying Lamp. At night, you have to make a wish on the Heaven Praying Lamp.”
So that was the case.
This was the custom of the ancient begging for cleverness festival.
"Then what wish do you want to make?"
Chu Yi asked curiously.
"I can't say it. If I say it, it won't work.”
Li Xue Yan shook her head and said mischievously.
"You can't even tell me."
Chu Yi scratched her nose. He couldn't do anything to her.
Actually, even if Li Xue Yan did not say it, Chu Yi could roughly guess it.
Drawing a pair of mandarin ducks on the Heaven Prayer Lamp meant that the wish was about love.
The two of them were already married, so they were praying for their happiness.
Chu Yi smiled and didn't probe further.
Since Li Xue Yan was passionate about this, then let her draw well.
As for himself, he could just move a chair, sit in the courtyard, bask in the sun, read a book, and be a salted fish. Wouldn't that be nice?
In his previous life, he had been busy all day for the sake of living. He was tired of running around and had no freedom at all.
Now, if he became the son-in-law of a rich family in ancient times, wouldn't he be a salted fish in comfort?
He had basically bid farewell to the words 'working hard' and 'striving'.
From then on, he could only eat and wait for death.
Chu Yi was very clear about his position.
This was the reason why he came to Chang 'an to fulfill the engagement with Li Shiming.
Otherwise, as a modern person with thousands of years of knowledge and information, who would be interested in an ancient princess?
Wasn't he just greedy for the other party's family background?
However, he didn't expect that instead of becoming the Fuma, he became the Junma.
Of course, this identity was still acceptable. Chu Yi was very satisfied with it.
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The sky slowly darkened.
Chang 'an City was lit up by thousands of lights, decorating the dark streets.
At the same time, the laughter of the people could be heard.
Generally speaking, it would be livelier than usual during the festive season.
In fact, when the sky had just turned dark, someone was already lighting the Heaven Prayer Lamp.
Chu Yi, Li Xue Yan, and Li Daozong had their dinner early. After that, Li Xue Yan couldn't wait to go to the backyard to put her Heaven Praying Lamp.
It was called the Heavenly Prayer Lamp, but it was actually made of bamboo and covered with a layer of paper.
Chu Yi was no stranger to this.
However, Li Xue Yan's drawing skills were a little too sloppy.
He drew a pair of mandarin ducks that looked like ducks.
Chu Yi didn't want to hurt her feelings, but looking at this ugly mandarin duck, he felt that it wasn't very pretty.
After some thought, Chu Yi said,"
"Wifey, just a painting is a little monotonous. Why don't I write a poem on it?”
Hearing this, Li Xue Yan's eyes lit up. She was clear about her husband's talent.
In the contemporary poetry world, everyone might not be as good as her husband.
Since Chu Yi had taken the initiative to bring it up, Li Xue Yan naturally had no reason to refuse.
"That would be great."
Li Xue Yan giggled and quickly ordered the servants to bring out a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.
After grinding the ink, Chu Yi pondered for a while. What poem should he write?
He quickly searched for the classics of the future in his mind.
In a moment, Chu Yi thought of something.
There were many poems about the Qixi Festival in ancient times. It could even be said that countless literati and poets had left their own works.
Qin Guan's poem was the most outstanding.
Chu Yi raised his brush and started writing in the Heaven Praying Lamp.
On the side, Li Xue Yan's beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter.
Was this her husband?
His literary talent was indeed good!
Moreover, her character and appearance were so outstanding.
Li Xue Yan could not help but blink her eyes as she felt that her husband was even more handsome.
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