On the main tower of the main city, the Lord of Winterfell looked at the bustle of Luna Street with smiles in his eyes.
Winterfell hasn't been this lively in a long time.
He touched his beard and let out a long sigh of relief.
As if he suddenly thought of something, he waved to the person beside him, motioning to come forward.
"The Mirror Flower Festival is good, we will continue it next year."
He smiled happily. This was indeed good. Aren't there so many unmarried men and women in the city every year?
Maybe it can also promote a lot of marriages!
The person beside him seemed a little embarrassed, scratched his head and asked cautiously.
"City Lord, you know that the Mirror Flower Festival does not exist, right?"
The city lord was stunned for a moment, then nodded confidently.
"I know, but won't it happen in the future?"
The man was still a little embarrassed, but looking at the city lord's appearance he couldn't help but disturb his mood.
But after being silent for a while, he still couldn't help but said: "City Lord, there is nothing we can do about the Mirror Flower Festival!"
"Why can't it be done?"
"It just can't be done! Winterfell attaches great importance to tradition. It has always held events that are recorded in the genealogy or have existed since ancient times, or were arranged by the emperor. But the Mirror Flower Festival just can't be held. It's just the Ninth Prince's temporary
If you do it with care and thought, it will not be consistent with reason or etiquette!"
He lowered his voice again.
"Besides, the relationship between the Emperor and the Ninth Prince is complicated. If you hold the Mirror Flower Festival every year, it's hard to guess the King's heart. What if it brings disaster to Winterfell?"
The city lord really stopped arguing. He just looked at Luna Street and couldn't help but muttered.
"But I don't think it's a big deal..."
There is no Mirror Flower Festival in Winterfell, but a few days ago the Ninth Prince suddenly sent someone to deliver a letter.
The reason was not explained, but Winterfell was asked to hold a Mirrored Flower Festival.
The city lord, who was still a little hesitant when looking at several large boxes of gold, immediately nodded in agreement when he saw the Ninth Prince holding out the bright imperial edict.
Everything today was prepared according to the arrangements of the Ninth Prince, but after preparations, the Ninth Prince was not seen.
No, the city lord has been waiting in the ancient building for a long time, but there is no news from the Ninth Prince.
But it doesn't matter whether you come or not, it's all done anyway.
However, the bustling Winterfell is not as peaceful as it seems. On the contrary, there is a hidden danger.
The Ninth Prince was following a group of people, perhaps arranged by the emperor, perhaps by someone else.
Now that the Ninth Prince has suddenly done something like this, someone must pay special attention to it.
Not only that, the nobles of the imperial city knew that the Ninth Prince, who had always been secretive about his whereabouts, had caused such an incident, and they all wanted to join in the fun.
However, there are some who dare not come. Does going there mean getting close to the Ninth Prince?
Then would the emperor be displeased with her, secretly assassinate her, and stir up trouble in the court?
But even if they don't come, there will naturally be many informants sent out.
On this night, many people of extraordinary origins sneak into Winterfell, and they will celebrate the Festival of Mirrors together.
Feng Qi followed Chenchi to the cruise ship. There were many cruise ships moored on the calm lake, and they were inconspicuous among them.
The cruise ships are all decorated with pale pink, bright red or rose silk, and there is also an exquisite lotus lantern hanging on the bow.
What is reflected on the lake is the colorful candlelight, which is shadowy and dreamy.
The two of them stood on the bow of the boat, with the night wind blowing by, and Feng Qi's mood calmed down.
"What you call a starry sky isn't just these fancy cruise ships, is it?"
"Fancy?"
Shen Chi looked around and frowned slightly. He felt that the current scenery was obviously extremely luxurious and lively and prosperous. How could it be so flashy?
He muttered: "Don't you like it?"
Feng Qi looked at his own reflection on the lake, which trembled slightly with the ripples on the water, creating layers of ripples.
"It's not that I don't like it, I just feel uncomfortable."
Shen Chi looked at Feng Qi's lowered head. He was stunned for a moment, and then smiled brightly.
He reached out and touched Feng Qi's hair vigorously, "Don't feel uncomfortable, I'm here."
Unexpectedly, 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 retracted his hand and had no choice but to cough to cover up his embarrassment.
When Feng Qi saw this scene, he couldn't help but curl his lips, then turned around and prepared to leave.
"Eh?"
Shen Chi stopped Feng Qi and said, "Why are you in a hurry? The things I gave you haven't arrived yet."
Seeing Feng Qi's suspicious eyes, 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 immediately by a sound that cut through the sky, earth-shaking.
As a beam of light pierced the sky, and then suddenly exploded, brilliant flowers bloomed in the dark night sky, reflecting the earth.
Not only Feng Qi was in a daze for a moment, but the people on the cruise ship and the people on the shore stared blankly at this scene, and let out a sound of admiration.
The fireworks reflected in the eyes were brilliant and grand, and the girl in Shen Chi's eyes was full of smiles, which were clear and moving.
Shen Chi leaned slightly towards Feng Qi's ear and said softly: "Do you still like this starry eye?"
The hot breath from his mouth hit Feng Qi's ears. Feng Qi subconsciously turned away from his face and distanced himself from Shen Chi.
She lowered her eyes, unable to see the color on Feng Qi's face amid the grand fireworks.
Without answering Shen Chi's words, Feng Qi just returned to the cabin and began to close his eyes and fall asleep.
Shen Chi followed in immediately, his eyes still lingering on the fireworks that were blooming in the sky.
But he still turned his attention to Feng Qi, "What is the meaning of today's Mirror Flower Festival?"
"I don't know."
"The moon in the mirror among the flowers in the water is about the fragrant fragrance filling the streets and the brilliant stars filling the rivers."
Feng Qi leaned back and seemed to be in a good mood, but he was still arrogant and did not look at Shen Chi.
"You're using Winterfell's festival as a gift to me? That's really shameless."
Shen Chi was stunned for a moment, then smiled heartily, and patted the folding fan again and again in his open palms.
"You're right. In this way, these are indeed not gifts."
As if he had thought of something, he smiled, took out something from the wooden box on one side, and handed it to Feng Qi.
"If that one isn't a gift, then this one should be, right?"
I saw that what he was holding was a dagger. It was a beautiful sandalwood color, with a nine-tailed fox simply engraved on it. The nine tails were towering, which was particularly vivid.
Feng Qi took it and lightly traced it with his fingers. It was not cold on the outside, but rather filled with warmth.
Feng Qi was slightly shocked, but what was in his eyes was quickly hidden secretly.
He pulled out the dagger, which had a thin scimitar blade. You could clearly see your own face on the dagger, shining with a cold light.
Feng Qi particularly liked this dagger and kept holding it in his hand to play with, his eyes full of smiles.
It wasn't until he realized 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 Shenchi, "Why are you thinking of giving me something?"
Shen Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, held up his face, and smiled secretly.
"Why, do you think I'm too nice to you and you're embarrassed?"
Feng Qi frowned slightly, "I just don't want to owe you a favor, but is there something you need me to do?"
Shen Chi was happy, "I don't give you things to make you do things for me. I just give them to you if I think they suit you. Why do I need so many reasons?"
In order to reassure Feng Qi, Shen Chi added: "Today is special, you don't have to worry about anything, just have fun."
He immediately clapped his hands, and the cruise ship soon started to move, approaching the shore slowly.
The two got off the boat, and Shen Chi naturally took Feng Qi's hand and walked towards another street.
"The Mirror Flower Festival is very rare. Now that we have met, we just don't want to waste such a wonderful day."
The hawking sounds continued along the way, and Feng Qi's tense mood relaxed under the guidance of Shen Chi, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.
Shen Chi stuffed the newly bought candied haws into Feng Qi's hand, "Candied haws are not common in Winter City, compared to King's Landing. Winter City loves spicy food, and sweets are very rare."
But Feng Qi had no intention of eating it, he just felt that the candied haws in his hand was round, red, and particularly cute and attractive.
Seeing that Feng Qi remained motionless, Shen Chi gently tapped her forehead with the tip of his fan.
"What are you doing looking at me stupidly? Why, you don't like it?"
Feng Qi shook his head and put the candied haws into his mouth under Shen Chi's gaze.
A hint of sweetness bloomed unbridled in the mouth, and when he took a bite, it was mixed with bursts of sourness. The taste danced on the taste buds, and Feng Qi couldn't help but take another bite.
Looking at the sugar residue hanging around Feng Qi's mouth, Shen Chi smiled and stretched out his finger to ask Feng Qi to wipe it away.
Upon noticing Shen Chi's movements, Feng Qi froze on the spot, but soon turned his head to the side, his face burning hot.
Shen Chi didn't seem to notice anything was wrong with Feng Qi, and just pulled Feng Qi to continue walking towards the crowded place.
"There are also rabbit-shaped cakes sold in front. I'll take you to try them."
But when I arrived in front of 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 looking at him sideways, and couldn't help but pursed his lips.
He loosened his grip on Feng Qi's hand, then rolled up his sleeves seriously and patted his chest.
"Don't worry, Ruanruan, I will definitely let you eat it today!"
Seeing Shen Chi struggling to squeeze into the crowd, Feng Qi couldn't help laughing.
Although Shen Chi was dressed elegantly and luxuriously, his appearance just now was indeed cute and had nothing to do with his appearance.
"Feng Qi."
Huaizhun's voice came from behind, and the hand that had just put the candied haws into the mouth couldn't help but pause slightly, and the whole body couldn't help but pause as well.
She turned around dumbly, still holding the bunch of half-eaten candied haws in her hand.
"Senior brother."
Huaizhun frowned and looked at the candied haws in Fengqi's hand. He hesitated several times and his eyes were a little complicated.
Their eyes met, and after a long while, Huaizhun said: "You will be much safer in the underground city."
He had fought against Shen Chi, and he was indeed very powerful. Even when facing the Four Witches, he still had room for improvement.
If Shenchi could be by Fengqi's side, he would naturally not worry about the Brahma Sacrifice Valley.
His eyes were fixed on the candied haws in Feng Qi's hand. Feng Qi also noticed his gaze and subconsciously hid the candied haws behind his back.
Huaizhun lowered his eyes slightly, then took a few steps closer and took out a hosta from his arms.
The hosta is exquisitely made, and is dotted with a graceful butterfly and a string of tassels.
Huai Zhun inserted the jade hairpin into Feng Qi's hair, with tenderness in his brows and a gentle voice.
"Today is your birthday, happy birthday."
Feng Qi froze on the spot, he couldn't even remember that today was his birthday.
In fact, Feng Qi didn't remember when he was born, but when the owner of the valley brought him back to the Brahma Sacrifice Valley, he said it was the day he was reborn.
Therefore, the day he entered the valley became his birthday.
Huaizhun looked at Fengqi's appearance, smiled with satisfaction, and finally said, "Be careful in the future, remember to beware of Shenchi, and don't forget what you said."
Feng Qi nodded.
After finally squeezing in, Shenchi quickly picked out the pastries he wanted, but he was not in a hurry to pay, and he picked out his pockets leisurely with a smile on his face.
The people behind him began to urge, but Shen Chi turned a deaf ear and continued to move unhurriedly, as if he was deliberately delaying time. This chapter has been completed!
