The night is dark, snowflakes are gradually falling in the sky, and the north wind is biting.
A group of palace maids held sheep-horn palace lanterns in their hands and stood in front of the sedan chair with their hands hanging down.
The cold palace was silent, with shadows of clouds across the long and narrow alley.
Shen Yan had a blank expression on his face, his tall figure standing in the cold wind, looking bleak and chilly.
The biting cold wind whistled past his ears, and beads of snow fell on his robe.
Suddenly, there was a sound of firecrackers in the air. From afar, you could see fireworks rushing up to the sky, clusters of flowers, like beautiful ladies.
Through the towering palace walls, one can still seem to hear the people on the moat cheering and shouting.
New Year’s Eve, the night of family reunion.
The night was as bright as day, and the light and shadow fell into Shen Yan's eyes, illuminating his deep and dark eyes.
Half of his face was hidden in the light and shadow of the fireworks, flickering.
The jade ring clenched in the palm of my hand slowly loosened, and I looked up. White snow was flying all around, and the snow beads were rustling.
In front of the Temple of Poseidon, Shen Yan also watched the fireworks with Song Lingzhi.
That night, the autumn wind blew suddenly, and the bright light in the sky fell into Song Lingzhi's eyes. Her almond-shaped eyes were as full as autumn water and as bright as stars.
The petite and slender little hand fell into Shen Yan's palm. Song Lingzhi glanced at him softly and whispered to Shen Yan that she had asked for a blessing from the Goddess of the Sea, and also asked Shen Yan not to make things difficult for her family.
Amidst the bright fireworks and the white snow fog, Shen Yan seemed to see Song Lingzhi again.
The snowflakes are falling.
Suddenly, that bright and smiling face changed abruptly. The smile on Song Lingzhi's lips disappeared, and was replaced by a numb and cold face hidden in the sea water.
She said: "Shen Yan, I am very afraid of the cold."
His heart was beating fast, and suddenly he felt a heart-wrenching pain. His vision became blurry and Shen Yan staggered.
He covered his heart with one hand and his face was pale.
Yue Xu, who was kneeling on the ground, was startled and stood up hastily: "Your Majesty—"
Fireworks in the sky burned again and again, leaving only two footprints on the thick snow, which were left by the palace servants carrying the sedan chair.
The snow falls silently.
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There were continuous firecrackers in the first month of the lunar year. When Song Lingzhi woke up on this day, he found that the sky outside the window was bright. Through the gauze curtains, he could vaguely see the sunlight filling the garden.
The green gauze curtain was rolled up, and golden and silver bells were dangling in the air. Immediately, a person came out from the east room.
Bai Zhi was doing needlework by the window. When she saw Song Lingzhi wake up, she hurriedly called the maid in to help Song Lingzhi wash up.
Song Lingzhi rinsed his mouth with green salt and looked out curiously: "But is the sky clear? It looks much brighter outside."
Bai Zhi pursed her lips and smiled: "How can it be sunny? The snow has been falling all night, and now it's more than a foot high. Look, Qiuyan is having fun outside today."
As they were talking and laughing, the gorilla felt curtain was rolled up, Qiuyan leaned over and walked into the room with a smile: "Who is playing crazy? Sister Baizhi is talking nonsense."
Qiuyan was wearing a green silk and black padded jacket, and there were snow beads on the corners of her eyes and shoulders, showing that the snow was really heavy.
She walked to the smoking cage and waited until her body was warmed up before she raised her hand and called the maid to come in.
When the lacquered huanghuali wood brocade box was opened, it turned out to be a white jade rabbit made of snow.
Qiuyan's eyes curved: "Miss, look at this rabbit. I have been making it for a long time, and my hands are frozen red."
She spread out her palms, and her fingers were indeed red. Qiuyan smiled and raised her eyes, and the smile gradually disappeared from the corners of her lips.