The fireworks thinned out, the crowd dispersed, and the bustling bridge soon widened.

Shein sat on the highest steps, looking at the sky with her cheeks propped up, reluctant to leave.

Occasionally, a firework would excite her for a long time, and Cang Yu sat next to Xiyin, watching her laugh like a child helplessly.

"Cang Zhen, do you have a holy meeting in the beam?" asked as she waited.

"Yes. Seeing some broken leaves on Xiyin's head, Cang Yu picked them off with his hands and said, "But the girder is a lantern festival, and it is the fifteenth day of the first month every year." ”

"Fireworks, too?"

"Yes. ”

"Is that the same as this?" Hiin wondered.

The sting was very frank, "It's better than these." ”

The fireworks of the girder already have a color, not like Licheng, which is just silvery-white.

"I'd love to see it. With a wistful look on her face, she looked at the sky and said, "And snow, I've never seen it before." ”

Looking at Xiyin's expectant expression, Cang Zhen was half assured, half tempted

"If you go to the girder, I'll show you. ”

"Really!?

Shein's eyes sparkled, and she asked with repeated confirmation.

Cang Yu lowered his eyes, thinking that with his current strength, it would not be difficult to quietly take someone to Daliang, so he nodded.

"That's right. Xiyin thought of the incense powder that had just been given to her, and couldn't help but open her mouth

"I think it smells good, give you half of it. ”

As she spoke, Xiyin took off the purse around her waist, poured half of the incense powder into the purse, and handed it to the stinger with a look of anticipation.

The sting's eyes flashed, his expression hesitated, and finally he took it, he put it under his nose and sniffed, and said softly

"Thank you. ”

"I'll tie it up for you. ”

Shein took the purse familiarly, and she tied it to the stinger's belt with her own hands.

Before Cang Yin could react, he looked down and saw that Xiyin was tilting his head to look at him, for some reason the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to stroke Xiyin's bangs and hair.

Xiyin has a pair of peach blossom eyes, sparkling and autumn pupils.

He could see his reflection clearly

found a very strange self, low eyebrows and a shallow smile, and the eyes were unprecedentedly gentle.

Cang Ze's mouth pursed, and he returned to a cold look.

Xiyin stared at Cang Ze, and suddenly realized that she had never seen Cang Ze smile like this.

Xiyin straightened up, and she couldn't help but stretch out two index fingers and put them on the corners of Cang's mouth, and raised them slightly upward.

Seeing that the other party frowned, Xiyin giggled, and couldn't help but say to Cang Ze

"Cang Ting, you look good when you smile, you should smile more. ”

Cang Ze raised his hand and held the back of Xiyin's hand, noncommittal.

Ayin, you are a carefree princess.

Do you know that in this world, there is a kind of people who lie dormant in the dark, unable to grieve, much less to rejoice?

Because every action and expression that reveals his true feelings will reveal his purpose and even his weaknesses.

When the purpose is exposed, the meaning of dormancy is lost, which also means that there is no need to live.

The sting raised his eyes and saw the city wall hidden in the shadows, and his thoughts couldn't stop spreading.

There were countless stings in the Zhennan Palace, and the only one who survived in the end was him.

He was only thirteen years old at the time, and his hands were stained with untold amounts of blood.

I thought that I would survive in the dark until I was thirteen years old as a pawn of Princess Zhennan to balance the side concubines.

He was given the surname Cang and had the identity of the second son of the king of Zhennan.

But not long after, the princess gave birth to a son, and in one day, he changed from a chess piece to a second son.

If it weren't for Xin'an Hou's support, he was afraid that he would soon die in that Hou Mansion.

Xin Anhou once had no intention of mentioning the statement that the water was leading to the south, and this was remembered by him.

He knew that Xin'an Hou was unwilling to start a war with Northern Yan, and if Daliang had to expand his territory, Chu Fengguo, which was rich in jade and rich in grain, should be the best choice.

So he came with His Majesty's secret order, and in the past three years, he has calculated everything clearly, and even the desperate assassination of Princess Zhennan has not escaped his expectations.

The only accident was that in the last month, he met Princess Yuhua of Chu Fengguo and was entangled.

In fact, on the coast, he had already raised the sword in his hand, but after finding out that it was Xiyin, he just stopped.

According to his temperament, no matter who it is, it should already be a dead soul under his sword.

But he didn't do it.

Then he understood that in all his future plans, there was one more variable.

He is willing to change.