MTL - The Legend of the Ghost Concubine-Chapter 196 : Prince and Princess first visit the night market

The night comes, the lights are bright, the night winds, Chang'an Street is starting to be lively, compared with the daytime, the night market is more heated, there are vendors who want to make a big profit on the festive day, there are many hawkers selling flowers and selling small ornaments on both sides of the street. , screaming and screaming.

The scholars who know how to be romantic have bought things for their loved ones. The women are shy and funny, and they bow down and accept the gift of the little buddies and walk away.

Long Ba and Jingya Princess walked side by side on the bustling Chang'an Street. They had a slight understanding of each other and occasionally looked at each other. Long Ba clenched his fist and put a fist on his mouth to cover his heart. This is the first time that Long Eight is accompanying a woman. Shopping, thinking that he is a prince, the first time he will be shy...

Princess Jingya sneaked into the side of the dragon's reddish face, and her heart was sweet. She felt the best point of the dragon. It was not like the general Prince Wang, the dragon was slightly thick and simple, but not awkward, knowing the gentleman style and heart. , know how to care about each other's feelings.

Most of the royal aristocrats whom Jingya had contacted in the past were greedy for her beauty. When she met, she touted her. When she said that she was false and flattering, she was even more unconcealed and greedy, and let Jingya resent her heart.

The appearance of the dragon eight looks very comfortable, the smile is gentle and pure, which makes Jingya look at the first impression. The first feeling is particularly good. When you touch it, Jingya appreciates and likes the dragon eight more.

In fact, Princess Jingya held a squad at the Jiuzhong Building. At that time, she had already fallen in love with Long Yao. At that time, Long Ba had not found her. Now, when she touched it, the feeling in her heart became stronger.

The dragon and the gossip were a little bit ugly, and she was very excited. Jingya was also blushing and shy, and she did not dare to speak with the dragon. The two walked silently, beautiful and quiet.

Long Ba secretly self-improved himself, finally opened his mouth to break the silence, stopped his foot and turned to look at the quiet side of his body, and whispered softly: "Is the princess hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

Jingya also stopped and looked at the hawker uncle around him. He was purely staring at the candy cane in front of the hawker. He smiled and nodded. "Well, a little hungry."

Long Ba captured the expression of Jingya, went to the hawker and bought two bunches of candied haws. Laughing and handing it to Jingya, I said: "Taste the candied haws of the dynasty."

Jingya smiled and nodded, took the candied haws, and did not tweak, Zhang mouth contained a candied haw, chewed and eaten. Happy said: "Well... delicious, Jingya is the first time I eat candied haws, I didn't expect it to be so delicious."

Happy to be like a child.

Dragon eight chuckled, and Jinpai, who took out the sleeves, handed it to Jingya. Jingya blinked and smiled, his face was reddish, he took the jinpa and gently wiped his mouth.

"This is the first time to eat under the Highness." Dragon 8 is also very relaxed. Naturally, I can eat the candied haws. The **** lips are one by one. The obvious male throat is moving with the mouth, and Jingya feels blushing. I don’t dare to peek at Dragon Eight again, fearing that my heart will jump out.

The two went on and went forward. The Dragon Eight is also the first time to visit the night market. It is also very curious. Take a look at Jingya left and right, and see the novelty will touch two. Long Ba stopped in front of a hawker stall selling masks, picked up a mask of kittens, looked at it carefully and handed it to Jingya: "Would you like to take it with you?"

Jingya nodded, took the mask and put it on. Soon, she took off the mask and smiled and asked Long: "Is it good?"

Long Ba Shuang Lang smiled and said: "Well, like a lively kitten"

Jing Ya Jiao Xiao sweet smile.

Long Ba asked: "Do you like it? I like to buy it under the temple."

Jing Ya Xin nodded.

The dragon went to the hawker, and the hawker recognized the dragon eight. He panicked: "The Prince's Highness is small, and the Prince's Highness likes to take it. The small one cannot charge His Royal Highness."

Long Ba atmosphere laughed: "It is not easy for you to work hard to set up a stall. Hold it, just remember not to open the price of the people and be a good trader..."

The hawker was flattered and nodded.

Long Ba smiled and glanced at Jingya, and the two continued on.

In the heart of Jing Ya, the recognition of the Dragon Eight is more and more happy.

Long Yaohan saw the hot smog in front of the hawker stalls, his eyes lit up, asked Jingya: "Would you like to eat something more? The dynasty's wonton is delicious."

Jingya nodded, and the two went up, went to the hawker's stool and sat down. Soon, the hot wonton came up. Longba took out the chopsticks and handed it to Jingya, and gently waved his palm to dispel the wonton. The heat. After a while, I pushed it to Jingya and said, "Eat, be careful."

Jingya shy smile, feel very warm, nodded: "Your Highness also eats"

The dragon nodded, burying his head and eating it. He ate two and felt too hot. Put down the chopsticks and exhale with a mouth. Jingya was both distressed and funny. Naturally, she took out the piece of jinpa that was handed to her by Long Ba, and reached out to wipe the corner of the dragon's mouth. Then she felt uncomfortable and shyly retracted her hand.

Long Yaohan smiled: "The first time I ate, I didn't expect this to be so hot."

It’s so cute. People are handsome and considerate, thick and hearty, and Jingya finds the advantages of Dragon 8 more and more.

Jingya poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to Dragon Eight, and blew it gently, giving Dragon 8: "His Royal Highness, drink a cup of warm tea."

Dragon nodded, took the warm tea and looked down.

The two of them slowly ate while eating, while chatting, Jingya curious about the life of Long Ba in Shaolin Temple, Long Ba explained to Jingya in detail, Jingya sighed: "It was so hard to learn Wu at Shaolin Temple"

Long Ba disapproved, the atmosphere said: "At first, I didn't get used to it. I really felt very hard. I used to get used to it. It was nothing. The man, the husband, was an exercise. Although I was in Shaolin Temple for two years, I could learn not. Less things, kung fu, Buddhism, listening to many Master's views on life, can cultivate self-cultivation and exercise, much better than in the palace. In short, every day in Shaolin Temple is very fulfilling."

Master Zhikong will not be treated specially because Long 8 is a prince. Like other students, Long Ba gets up early every morning and picks up water to pick up firewood. At noon, he exercises hard at the sun and watches Buddha books at night. Long Day has lived the same life, but Long Eight feels very fulfilling.

Jingya eyes have a distressed heart, admire the spirit of Longba hard work, and the heart is more determined to marry the belief of Longba. How happy it is to marry such a perfect man.

Jingya agrees with Long Ba’s statement: “Your Highness is right, Jingya’s heart is admired. In fact, Jingya’s heart always wants to marry such a real man...” Jingya said shy eyebrows, she’s out, and her heart is dark. I can only give the Dragon Eight hints, and I urgently want to know the idea of ​​Long Ba, but I can't ask it, I have to ask euphemistically.

Although the Dragon Eight is thick but not clumsy, since Jingya actively talks about this topic, he does not have to turn around. Long Ba’s first feeling for Jingya is good, but he can’t say that he is very excited. But it’s very comfortable to get along with him. Long Ba would have thought that as a princess of Nanyang’s great country, Jingya would be somewhat proud, but not at all. This Jingya princess is sweet and gentle, gentle and gentle. .

It is a wonderful woman.