"Your Majesty... I think I saw Li Jinhuan just now!"
Lin Yiren looked at Ye Qingming worriedly.
"Um!"
Ye Qingming still didn't look worried at all and nodded without moving his eyes from the book.
Lin Yiren saw that Ye Qingying still didn't care at all, so he didn't say anything anymore.
I sat down on one side and just looked at the pattern on the teacup quietly.
His fingers have been tracing the pattern gently.
Soon dusk passed and night came.
Fireworks exploded loudly in the dark blue sky.
Red, blue, yellow, one after another exploded in the sky.
It has beautiful and dazzling flowers, some of which are compacted together, like a huge flower in bloom.
"Go over and have a look!"
Ye Qingming hadn't seen such beautiful fireworks for a long time, so he pulled Lin Yiren to stand in front of the window.
Lin Yiren was originally worried, but now that he saw the beautiful fireworks, he forgot everything in an instant.
The two stood in front of the window, leaning on each other, and looked at each other quietly for a long time.
They waited until the fireworks were gone, then looked at each other and smiled.
"Let's go back!"
Ye Qingming said, the fireworks are over, and this March 3rd gathering is also over.
"good!"
She had wanted to go back a long time ago. If she didn't go back to the palace, Lin Yiren felt that her heart was about to rise to her throat.
The two people rushed forward and crowded, got on the carriage, and headed towards the imperial city.
Just after driving for a while, the wheels of the car suddenly rattled, followed by another loud noise.
Then one side of the car began to tilt.
It was originally leaning towards Ye Qingxing, but Lin Yiren didn't want to touch Ye Qingxing, so he quickly slid his body underneath.
It was used as a human cushion for Ye Qingming.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?"
At this time, the car door was opened.
Ye Qingming jumped down first, and then she helped Lin Yiren down.
After Lin Yi went down, one of his feet could no longer touch the ground.
"The emperor's foot is sprained!"
Doctor Wan, who was waiting on one side, noticed something was wrong and hurriedly came over.
"My subordinate has sent someone to get a new carriage!!"
The guard commander looked serious, fearing that Ye Qingqing would blame him.
"Um!"
Ye Qingma frowned slightly.
He asked the chamberlain to support Lin Yiren, and a group of people stood on one side, waiting for the new carriage to arrive.
If not, with all these complicated things, the starry sky at this time would still be somewhat beautiful.
Looking at the starry sky so quietly has countless beauty.
"Emperor Dog, go to hell!"
Following a blast, black figures flew down from the sky.
Ye Qingming took out the sword from her waist, but before she could take action, the guards around her were already fighting with the person coming.
The cold wind suddenly came in front of her, covering her.
The first person to bear the brunt was Li Jinhuan. His expression was very sad and angry.
I don't know if it was because he was too angry, but the sword in his hand was trembling all the time.
Slowly, he couldn't control his hands anymore.
After being touched twice, the sword in his hand fell to the ground.