Upstairs in the main city, the Lord of Winterfell looked at the bustle on Luna Street, his eyes full of smiles.

It's been a long time since Winterfell has been so lively.

He stroked his beard and let out a long sigh of relief.

As if he had suddenly thought of something, he beckoned to the person beside him and motioned to come forward.

"The Mirror Flower Festival is good, and it will be held next year."

He smiled very happily, this is indeed good, isn't there so many unmarried men and women in the city every year?

Maybe it can also promote a lot of marriage!

The person beside him seemed to be a little embarrassed, scratched his head, and asked cautiously.

"City Lord, do you know that the Mirror Flower Festival doesn't exist?"

The city lord was stunned for a moment, and then nodded confidently.

"I know, but won't there be one in the future?"

The man was still a little embarrassed, but looking at the appearance of the city lord couldn't help but disturb his interest.

But after being silent for a while, he couldn't help but say: "City Lord, this Mirror Flower Festival can't be done!" ”

"Why can't you do it?"

"I just can't do it! Winterfell is the most traditional city, and has always held genealogical records, or since ancient times, or arranged by emperors. But the Mirror Flower Festival just can't be done, but on the whim of the Nine Princes, if it is done with thoughts, it is not in line with reason, and it is not in line with etiquette! ”

He lowered his voice again.

"Besides, the relationship between the emperor and the Nine Princes is crooked, if you hold the Mirror Flower Festival every year, the king's heart is difficult to guess, what if you bring disaster to Winterfell?"

The city lord really didn't argue anymore, but he couldn't help muttering just looking at Luna Street.

"But I don't think it's a big deal......

There was no Mirror Flower Festival in Winterfell City, but a few days ago, the Nine Princes suddenly sent someone to deliver a letter.

didn't explain the reason, just asked Winterfell to hold a mirror flower festival.

The city lord, who was still a little hesitant when he looked at a few large boxes of gold, immediately nodded and agreed when he saw the Nine Princes take out the bright holy decree.

Everything today was also prepared according to the arrangement of the Nine Princes, but after being prepared, I never saw the Nine Princes.

No, the city lord has been waiting on the ancient building for a long time, and there is no news from the Nine Princes.

But it doesn't matter if you come or not, it's all done anyway.

It's just that the lively Winterfell is not as calm as it seems, but it is hidden in danger.

The Nine Princes have always been flanked by a group of tails, perhaps arranged by the emperor, or perhaps by someone else.

Now that the Nine Princes have suddenly come out like this, naturally someone should pay special attention to it.

Not only that, but the nobles of the Imperial City knew that the Nine Princes, who had always been secretive, had made such a play, and they all wanted to join in the fun.

However, there are also some who dare not come, is it equivalent to getting close to the Nine Princes?

So will the emperor look at himself unpleasantly, and then secretly kill the killer and tell the court about right and wrong?

But even if you don't come, there will be no shortage of eyeliner sent.

On this night, many people of extraordinary origin have infiltrated Winterfell, and they will celebrate the Mirror Flower Festival together.

Feng Qi followed Shen Chi to the pleasure boat, and there were many pleasure boats moored on the calm lake, which were inconspicuous in the middle.

The boats are decorated with pale pink, bright red or rose silks, and a delicate lotus lantern hangs from the bow.

The reflection on the surface of the lake is all colorful candle flames, and the shadows are full of shadows, which is quite dreamy.

The two of them stood at the bow of the boat, and the gust of night wind blew, and Feng Qi's mood calmed down.

"Your so-called starry eyes can't be these bells and whistles cruise ships, right?"

"All the bells and whistles?"

Shen Chi looked around, frowning slightly, he felt that the current scenery was clearly extremely luxurious and lively, what kind of bells and whistles?

He muttered, "Don't you like it?" ”

Feng Qi looked at his own reflection on the surface of the lake, trembling slightly with the ripples on the surface of the water, rippling layer after layer of ripples.

"It's not that I don't like it, I just feel uncomfortable."

Shen Chi looked at Feng Qi's lowered head, first stunned for a moment, and then showed a bright smile.

He reached out and touched Feng Qi's hair vigorously, "Don't feel uncomfortable, I'm here." ”

Who knew that he only heard Feng Qi's cold voice, "Do you think I really won't cut off your hand?" ”

As if feeling a burst of pain, Shen Chi withdrew his hand in a sneer, and had to cover up his embarrassment with a cough.

When Feng Qi saw this scene, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, and then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Huh?"

Shen Chi stopped Feng Qi, "Why are you in a hurry, the things I sent you haven't come yet." ”

Looking at Feng Qi's suspicious gaze, Shen Chi had no choice but to drag Feng Qi to his side and look at the dark night sky.

"Look!"

"Bang!"

There was a sound of something exploding in mid-air, followed by the sound of piercing the sky, earth-shattering.

As a beam of light pierced the sky, it suddenly exploded, and brilliant flowers bloomed in the dark night sky, reflecting the earth.

Not only was Feng Qi in a trance for a moment, but the people on the cruise ship and the people on the shore all looked at this scene blankly, letting out a sigh of admiration.

The fireworks reflected in his eyes were brilliant and grand, and the girl in Shen Chi's eyes was full of smiles, clear and moving.

Shen Chi leaned over to Feng Qi's ear slightly, and said softly, "Do you still like this starry eye?" ”

The hot breath that came out of his mouth suddenly rushed to Feng Qi's ears, and Feng Qi subconsciously turned his face away from Shen Chi.

She lowered her eyes, and in the grand fireworks, she couldn't see the color on Feng Qi's face.

Without answering Shen Chi's words, Feng Qi just returned to the cabin and began to close his eyes and pretend to sleep.

Shen Chi immediately followed, his eyes still in love with the fireworks that were constantly blooming in mid-air.

But he still moved his gaze to Feng Qi's body, "Today's Mirror Flower Festival, do you know what it means?" ”

"I don't know."

"The flowers in the water and the moon in the mirrors are talking about the fragrance of the streets and the rivers of stars."

Feng Qi's body leaned back, and he seemed to be in a good mood, but he still didn't look at Shen Chi arrogantly.

"You gave me a holiday in Winterfell as a gift? It's really shameless. ”

Shen Chi was stunned for a moment, then smiled heartily, and the folding fan in his hand slapped and slapped in the open palm.

"You're right, in that case, these are really not gifts."

As if thinking of something, he smiled and took out an object from the wooden box on one side and handed it to Feng Qi.

"If that's not a gift, I guess this one should be, right?"

I saw that what he was holding in his hand was a dagger, which was a beautiful sandalwood color, and there was simply a nine-tailed fox carved on it, which was towering and particularly vivid.

Feng Qi took it, his fingers swiped slightly, and his appearance was not cold, but with a burst of warmth.

Feng Qi was slightly stunned, but the things under his eyes were soon secretly hidden.

Drawing out the dagger, the scimitar was thin, and on the dagger, you could clearly see your own appearance, flashing with cold light.

Feng Qi likes this dagger very much, and he has been playing with it in his hand, and his eyes are full of smiles.

It wasn't until he noticed that Shen Chi had been staring at him that Feng Qi came back to his senses and put away the dagger unhurriedly.

She raised her chin slightly towards Shen Chi, "Why are you thinking about giving me something?" ”

Shen Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, supported his face, and smiled secretly.

"What, do you think I'm too good to you, you're embarrassed?"

Feng Qi locked his eyebrows slightly, "I just don't want to owe you a favor, but there is something I need to do?" ”

Shen Chile was happy, "I didn't send you something to let you do things for me, I just thought it was for you to give it to you, where do you need so many reasons?" ”

In order to reassure Feng Qi, Shen Chi said again: "Today is special, you don't have to worry about anything, just have fun." ”

He clapped his hands, and the boat was soon moving, approaching the shore unhurriedly.

The two got off the boat, and Shen Chi naturally took Feng Qi's hand and walked towards another street by himself.

"The Mirror Flower Festival is rare, since we have met, we should not waste such a good day."

The shouting and selling continued along the way, and Feng Qi's tense emotions were also relaxed under the drive of Shen Chi, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

Shen Chi stuffed the sugar gourd he had just bought into Feng Qi's hand, "Sugar gourds are not common in Winterfell, they are not as good as King's Landing, Winterfell loves spicy things more, and sweets are very rare." ”

But Feng Qi didn't mean to eat it, he just felt that the sugar gourd in his hand was round, red, and extraordinarily cute and attractive.

Seeing that Feng Qi had not moved, Shen Chi gently tapped her forehead with the tip of a fan.

"What are you doing stupidly? What, don't like it? ”

Feng Qi shook his head, and under Shen Chi's gaze, he sent the sugar gourd into his mouth.

The slightest sweetness bloomed unscrupulously in his mouth, and when he took a bite, it was mixed with bursts of acidity, and the taste danced on his taste buds, and Feng Qi couldn't help but take another bite.

Looking at the sugar residue hanging on Feng Qi's mouth, Shen Chi smiled, and stretched out his finger to wipe Feng Qi away.

Sensing Shen Chi's movements, Feng Qi was stunned in place, but soon turned his head to the side, and his face was hot.

And Shen Chi didn't seem to notice that Feng Qi was wrong, but just pulled Feng Qi and continued to walk towards the crowded place.

"There's also a bunny-like pastry in front of you, I'll take you to try it."

But when I got to the pastry shop, I found that it was also crowded with people.

Shen Chi looked at the person in front of him, and then at Feng Qi, who was stunned at his side, and couldn't help pursing his lips.

He let go of the hand that was holding Feng Qi, and then rolled up his sleeves and patted his chest seriously.

"Don't worry, I'll let you eat it today!"

Watching Shen Chi struggling to squeeze into the crowd, Feng Qi couldn't help but laugh.

Although Shen Chi was dressed gracefully and luxuriously, Fang Cai's appearance was indeed cute, and it had nothing to do with his appearance.

"Feng Qi."

Huai Zhun's voice came from behind him, and the hand that had just sent the sugar gourd into his mouth couldn't help but pause slightly, and his whole body couldn't help it.

She turned around in a daze, still holding the half-eaten sugar gourd in her hand.

"Senior brother."

Huaizhun frowned, looked at the sugar gourd in Feng Qi's hand, and stopped talking several times, his eyes were a little complicated.

After a while, Huai Zhun said, "You will be much safer in the dungeon." ”

He has fought with Shen Chi, and he is indeed very powerful, even in the face of the four witches, there is still room for reversal.

If Shen Chi could be by Feng Qi's side, he would naturally not worry about the Van Sacrifice Valley.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the sugar gourd in Feng Qi's hand, and Feng Qi also noticed his gaze, and subconsciously hid the sugar gourd behind him.

Huaizhun lowered his eyes slightly, then took a few steps closer, and took out a hosta from his arms.

The hosta is exquisitely crafted and adorned with a fluttering butterfly with a string of tassels.

Brigadier Huai inserted the hosta into Feng Qi's hair, with tenderness between his eyebrows, and his voice was gentle and gentle.

"Today is your birthday, and it is a happy birthday."

Feng Qi was stunned in place, he didn't remember it, today turned out to be his birthday.

In fact, Feng Qi doesn't remember when he was born, but when the valley lord brought him back to the Brahma Sacrifice Valley, he said that it was the day of his rebirth.

Therefore, the day I entered the valley also became my birthday.

Huaizhun looked at Feng Qi's appearance, smiled with satisfaction, and finally asked, "Be careful in the future, remember to guard against Shen Chi, and don't forget what you said." ”

Bong Qi nodded.

Shen Chi, who finally squeezed in, quickly chose the pastries he wanted, but he was not in a hurry to pay, and he was full of smiles and unhurriedly took out his pocket.

The people behind him began to urge, but Shen Chi turned a deaf ear and his movements were still unhurried, as if he was deliberately delaying time.