C948 A Handsome Little Wife and Wife

After all, they had been here for so many days. Not only did Dongfang Jin often pull Lan Xuehan out to relieve his boredom, but he also made numerous policies that benefited the people.

Therefore, be it the officials or the people, they were no longer unfamiliar with Young Master Wushuang, who was widely known in the world.

Dongfang Jin and Lan Xuehan's appearances were no longer concealed. Their eyes were even more dazzling than the lights in the city.

Some people actually looked over in a daze...

There was a shout on the street, "Crown Prince and Crown Princess are here!"

"Ah! It really is Crown Prince and Crown Princess..."

"What a symbol... So beautiful!"

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Dongfang Jin originally thought that since there were many people today, it shouldn't cause too much of a stir.

But he didn't think that sometimes being too good-looking was also a mistake.

Although he was fine, he just did not want Lan Xuehan to be looked upon so recklessly.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the hat on Lan Xuehan's cloak to cover her face. Then he tilted his head and smiled at the crowd that was pushing and shoving and said, "As long as everyone is free. Today, everyone is celebrating. My wife and I only want to be an ordinary couple and play around!"

Dongfang Jin's words were still very prestigious. When he said this,

the rest of the people left, chatting and laughing.

In their hearts, Dongfang Jin's image in the past few days had already become like a god. Now that Dongfang Jin had spoken, they naturally had to listen to him.

There were a lot of people on the street. After walking around a few times, the crowd no longer paid attention to Dongfang Jin and Lan Xuehan's whereabouts.

As they chatted and laughed, they caught a glimpse of Dongfang Jin and Lan Xuehan. They only looked at them reverently a few more times.

It did not cause any more commotion.

Dongfang Jin carefully protected Lan Xuehan, afraid that the crowded crowd would bump into Lan Xuehan.

The two of them were like the most ordinary couple in the world, quietly watching Yun Juanshu's calm and leisure.

They did not need to struggle in love and hate, nor did they need to worry about war and the livelihood of the people, nor did they need to scheme and scheme against each other. ...

He just enjoyed this warm and lively time.

The restlessness and tension in Dongfang Jin's heart for the past few days slowly disappeared as he looked at the myriad forms of life in the human world...

Not only him, even the coldness and sadness between Lan Xuehan's brows eased up when he held her in his arms.

When they walked past a corner of the street, Lan Xuehan suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Dongfang Jin lowered his head and followed her gaze, only to see her gaze landing on a bright red candied fruit gourd.

"You want to eat it?"

The soft and soft voice entered Lan Xuehan's ears, and she looked at her with a burning gaze.

She only hoped that she could give him a slight reaction.

But after waiting for a long time, she did not reply.

Dongfang Jin's expression dimmed for a moment, and then he understood.

With a gentle smile on his face, he pulled her forward to buy the candied fruits.

The one who sold the candied fruits was an old man. His face, which had experienced the vicissitudes of life, had experienced the baptism of time. His eyes carried the simplest smile.

He saw that a guest had come, and it was even this handsome and picturesque couple.

The old man even smiled and opened his eyes. He cheerfully greeted, "Young Master, can you buy a candied fruits for Madam? My old man's candied fruits are famous throughout the city. I guarantee that you'll still want to eat them after eating them!"

Dongfang Jin's face was handsome and gentle as he said with a smile, "Give me two skewers of candied fruits!"

The old man happily picked two sticks of the largest and most popular candied fruits for Dongfang Jin and the others and passed them to them.

Dongfang Jin gave them the money. He held the two sticks of candied fruits in his fair and slender hands. It was a wonderful feeling.

The hand that should have guided the country and played the piano and painting was now holding a candied fruits. This feeling of being dyed in the scent of the mortal world was really warm.