The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer-Chapter 1410 - 1494: Glass Lamp

Chapter 1410: Chapter 1494: Glass Lamp
The vendor’s face twitched. The lantern riddle was a gimmick, and those who could actually solve it were few. Who would’ve thought that this gentleman in red, the moment he spoke, would surely win the prize. The vendor had ended up losing on these two lamps and couldn’t even recover his original cost.
Seeing the vendor’s defeated expression, Dong Huiying couldn’t help but chuckle. "Come on, let’s go light the lamps and release them!"
She was about to pull Shujun and Haoming away when suddenly... "Three tens, not coming out. Guess a word, correct!"
Amidst the noisy and chaotic surroundings, that voice seemed to pierce through the crowd, directly reaching Dong Huiying’s ears.
Upon hearing this voice, instinctively, she stopped in her tracks.
Dong Huiying slowly turned around, looking behind her, where she saw a man dressed in white, holding a black glass lamp shaped like an eggplant, adorned with some speckles.
As Dong Huiying stopped, Shujun and Haoming also turned towards the sound.
"Lao Liu!?"
"Yixuan??"
From a distance, their gaze met that of the man in white through the crowd.
Yixuan smiled gracefully, "Wife, Third Brother, fourth brother."
He had just arrived in the capital, coincidentally catching this grand event. There were too many people, making travel inconvenient, and he ended up being stuck here.
He intended to stay here temporarily, planning to search for the one on his mind once the crowd dwindled. But who would’ve known, unexpectedly, beauty isn’t captivating, yet the captivated sees a beauty in every lover’s eyes. A thousand miles cannot keep those fated to meet apart, three smiles in vain taken as a foolish love...
Indeed, just by visualizing the face of his beloved in his mind could stir waves of deep passion within himself.
"Wife, I’m here..."
He approached dressed in white, holding the lamp, as if each step blossomed into a lotus.
His mere presence seemed to illuminate the world around him.
Drawing closer, the smile in Yixuan’s eyes was like warm sunlight. He opened his arms and embraced his wife tightly.
Burying his face in his wife’s hair, he inhaled deeply, as if recognizing her scent, using this familiar fragrance to calm his heart, tired from months of longing.
Quietly nestled in Yixuan’s arms, Dong Huiying affectionately rubbed her cheek against the man’s chest.
The scent on him was as pleasant as ever. The weather in January still held a chill, and he carried the coldness of frost and snow on him, yet this embrace inexplicably brought a sense of peace, of solidity, making one want to lean into it and never leave.
Beside them, watching the affectionate scene between his wife and Little Liu, Shujun felt a twinge of jealousy. "Yixuan, after not seeing you for months, how has your taste become so... indescribable? This black eggplant lamp truly is quite ugly."
Feeling sour inside, Haoming couldn’t resist stepping forward, hooking the wife’s arm and pulling her back between himself and Third Brother.
Yixuan chuckled lightly, "Don’t you find it interesting? Passing by that stall and seeing this glass lamp reminded me of my wife back then, seeing things and thinking of the one I long for."
Shujun awkwardly coughed, "Xiao Hui?" He glanced cautiously at his wife, afraid she’d misunderstand: "I was saying the glass lamp is ugly!" How could he forget his wife’s former appearance? That little dark face full of freckles indeed resembled this glass lamp of Yixuan’s.
Dong Huiying couldn’t help but laugh. She certainly wouldn’t argue with Shujun over such a small matter. "Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go light the lamps!"
She only had two hands, but beside her were three men. Since she couldn’t pull them all along, she didn’t; she happily walked ahead as the three men tenderly followed behind, escorting her.