Ji Hong paced around in the hall, his expression changed repeatedly, and after a while, he gradually calmed down and said, "The return of the new year is a great joy!" Xu Jianghe immediately ordered to go down, carefully arrange Anyang City, and welcome the eldest prince! ”

Xu Jianghe answered and took the order.

Ji Hong then sat back on the throne of the palace, his eyes uncertain, as if he was hesitating about something.

……

It's already time.

As soon as night fell, the vaguely cold Anyang City was lit up one after another, and the streets, bridges, downtown and other places have big red flower lanterns hanging high, and every corner is full of gentle lights.

The crowd was bustling, many stalls and vendors were shouting and selling, and the young lady in exquisite silk walked hand in hand under the lanterns, and there were also luxurious wood-carved chariots slowly passing by, adding a little more color to the lantern festival.

Anyang City, one of the eight cities in the inner city of Taichu, is the city directly controlled by the Ji family, and ninety percent of the ordinary people who live here are surnamed Ji, except for the four rooms of the main vein of the Ji family, almost all of the rest are descendants of the bloodline of many side lines of the Ji family.

The annual Anyang City Lantern Festival should not have been held at this time, but Ji Hong, the head of the Ji family, gave an order, and he advanced the Lantern Festival half a month later to today, but the specific reason was not explicitly stated.

However, as the rumors that swept through the eight major cities of the inner city became more and more intense, almost everyone knew that Ji Yuenian, the eldest son of the Ji family, was heading towards Anyang City at this time.

The territory within the city walls of the ancient city of Taichu is extremely wide, and the big city gate on the west side of the outer city is not close to the core inner city, and it will take at least a few hours if you rush on foot.

……

"Lantern Festival?" Ji Bugui looked at the lights in Anyang City from afar, and his expression was a little surprised, "Eldest son, there is a lantern meeting in Anyang City tonight." ”

The moonlight was like water, sprinkled on the blue robe of Ji Yuenian, as if a layer of brilliant silver light had been spread on it.

The young man's pupils reflected a round of silver-white moon, and he said softly: "I probably know the intention of my father's move. ”

Ji Bugui was a little puzzled, and said: "I just calculated the days, if it is according to the usual practice, there will be at least ten days before the lantern meeting in Anyang City at this time." The meaning of the eldest prince's words at this time, could it be ...... Is this an order from the head of the family? ”

Ji Yue brushed the sleeves of his robe and did not speak, but continued to walk towards Anyang City under the white moonlight.

The night breeze is still cold, and the memories of sixteen years ago are flooding back, as if they were a world away.

……

The lantern festival is full of lights.

Zhao Yinyue stood quietly on the stone bridge, her head full of green silk rising with the wind, and she lowered her eyes to look at the dark river flowing under the bridge.

The moonlight seems to have never changed since ancient times, sprinkled on her snow-white neon clothes, and also sprinkled in her cold eyes, reflecting her like a fairy.

"Yue'er."

Ji Hong wore a black robe, walked slowly onto the bridge, and gently grabbed Zhao Yinyue's shoulders from behind.

Zhao Yinyue's delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of alienation, she took a half step back, broke free of Ji Hong's hand, opened her mouth lightly, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"You only gave birth a few days ago, and you didn't have more time to recuperate, why did you sneak out again?" Ji Hong's eyes were full of worry, and the concern in his words didn't seem to be fake, "At this time, you don't have any cultivation in your body, don't catch a cold." ”

Zhao Yinyue glanced at Ji Hong, shook her head and chuckled, with a hint of disdain in her tone: "You and I don't have much affection, why do you need to act like this?" ”

Ji Hong was silent for a moment and said, "You turn your head first." ”

"How?" Zhao Yinyue's eyes flowed and stopped on Ji Hong's face.

"You turn your head first." Ji Hong repeated it again.

The woman laughed for a moment, and said, "Well, I want to see what you want to do." ”

After saying that, she turned around slightly, and the snow-white neon dress fluttered lightly, like a fairy in the Moon Palace who fell into the world.

After a dozen breaths, Ji Hong's voice came to his ears: "Okay, you can turn around." ”

When the night breeze rose, Zhao Yinyue turned her head sideways, and the corners of her soft and red lips carried a strand of hair, and what caught her eye was the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

Fire trees and silver flowers never sleep.

"Still lonely?" Ji Hong said with a smile.

Zhao Yinyue didn't speak, just looked up fixedly at the magnificent fireworks that lit up the night sky.

Ji Hong leaned closer and said, "Yue'er, is your mood better?" ”

The white-clothed woman, who was as beautiful as a fairy, still didn't say a word.

Ji Hong was silent for a moment, took off his black robe, and gently draped it on Zhao Yinyue's body, and said: "You were born like a celestial, I know that I am a little unworthy of you, but I did my best to rescue you from the Zhao family, don't you feel half grateful?" ”

"My mother is a lowly ghost, and I am not worthy of anyone," Zhao Yinyue flicked her hand, took off the black robe on her body, and threw it under the stone bridge, "I'm a little tired." ”

After saying this, she turned around, held on to the cold carved stone pillar, and walked slowly under the bridge step by step.

The river traversed the entire city of Anyang, and in the moonlight, there were waves of water, rolling the black robe and rushing away, and it disappeared in an instant.

"Yue'er."

Ji Hong's voice came from behind him.

Zhao Yinyue turned her back to him, her eyes as cold as moonlight were full of loneliness and loneliness: "It's too late." ”

Ji Hong was stunned for a moment and said, "Yue'er? ”

The woman's snow-white skirt swayed lightly, and she walked off the stone bridge, her head full of green silk fluttering in the wind, and she never looked back.

This bright and noisy thousands of lights, but none of them really belong to her.

……

Pick up the snow to find flowers, burn the lamp to continue the day, and it is difficult to speak.

The moon is cold, the water is rafting, and the willows are sleeping on the ground.

As if in another world, Shaohua is white-headed, but he is a prisoner in the mirror.

The phase rotates, the fireworks are gone, and the song is full of fragrant sleeves.

……

"Zhao Yinyue was only sixteen years old when she gave birth to me, and seven days later, she was completely lost and passed away."

Ji Yuenian stood under the same white moonlight, looking at the brightly lit Anyang City not far away, and said softly.

"Eldest Prince, these were all sixteen years ago," Ji Bugui's forehead was already oozing cold sweat, "The people of the Ji family have always been secretive about this, you were just a newborn baby at that time, how did you know so much detail?" ”

The boy glanced at him, but did not speak.

Ji Bugui knelt on the ground in fright, his scalp was numb for a while, and he said in a trembling voice: "Eldest prince, I know that I am wrong!" I shouldn't have asked! ”

After saying that, he raised his slap and slapped himself hard, but in just a short time, Ji Bugui's faces on both sides were already swollen with extremely obvious bruises.

"Get up."

Ji Yuenian shook his head slightly, and walked straight towards Anyang City.