In the Imperial Garden, there is no shortage of rare flowers and plants.

The man carried her to a seat on the roof of a house not far away.

Small fireflies glowing green fly around the long royal garden road, illuminating the colorful flowers and plants even more beautifully.

The long road was filled with a lot of fireflies.

Like the lanterns hanging on the flowers and plants, they are lined up one after the other, neat and orderly.

Seeing this scene, Shen Yueji was more surprised in her heart.

Glancing at the man beside him, fireflies are living on the mountain, although there is no shortage of mountains in this imperial garden, but they are all in response to the situation, even if there are fireflies, it is a miracle, three or five in groups, not as much as you see in front of you, not to mention that there are thousands, strings are connected, everything in the imperial garden, reflected bright and bright.

The scene in front of her was the first time she had seen it since she had grown so big.

Feng Jiuqing was as gentle as water to her, but she would not be like Mo Wuxian, who worked so hard to make her happy.

This firefly seems to be easy to catch, with his identity, it is not difficult to catch, but it seems to be trained, lined up in the imperial garden, so neat, the number is the same, if it is easy to train an animal, then this little firefly, it is much more difficult.

Her palms were tight, and there was a thin layer of sweat.

She is not a heartless person, even if she lives twice, her heart is still beating, and she still has feelings.

Feng Jiuqing's seemingly gentle and affectionate appearance smiled, and she would never treat her so meticulously.

And Mo Wuxian seems to be cold and ruthless, and under the fierce face that is not close to human feelings, there is a side that can touch her the most.

She loves fireflies, even if she doesn't want to admit it.

She didn't say it to anyone.

She sometimes fantasizes that she is like a firefly, small, insignificant in this world.

But freedom.

She has not been free since she was a child, living in a small cage, she has never eaten good things, she has not seen the world, in her world, there is only a small deserted courtyard, a dilapidated courtyard, and a considerate maid.

That's not all, she endures daily cold eyes, daily inhuman torture and abuse.

When she was married, she married the man she loved the most.

He protected her very well, very well, and treated her very gently.

It's just that a small dilapidated yard has been replaced with a big house, and she eats and wears well, and even has several more slaves and maids.

But she still never went out, the former palace was a cage for her, and after entering the palace, the cage was big again.

She doesn't know what the outside world is like, her world seems to have only one Feng Jiuqing.

And then later—

Feng Jiuqing doesn't want her anymore...

She held out her hand, and tiny fireflies flew towards her and landed in her palm.

Fireflies are alive, and there is a scorching temperature around them.

"The regent is very good to Hongu, but sometimes, it makes Hongu feel unreal."

Looking at the fireflies in her palms, Shen Yueji couldn't help but let out a sigh of emotion.

Ignoring the stiff man beside her, she chuckled.

Soon, her hand was taken into the man's palm, and she raised her eyes to meet the man's dark and bottomless eyes.

Without giving the man a chance to speak, she said, "However, this palace doesn't hate this feeling." ”

Mo Wuxian encircled her in his arms and looked at the glowing fireflies below, which he ordered Ji Chu to prepare for a long time, and even he personally joined in.