The Governor's Mansion, which had been lifeless, seemed somewhat lively because of the birthday banquet. The housekeeper lit up the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the gate, the servants cleaned the stone lions at the door, and then set off firecrackers.
Su Qingyu was in the room. She changed into a dark black cheongsam. The slim fit showed off her slim figure. There was an exquisite peony pattern embroidered at the bottom of the cheongsam, and the petals bloomed, as if they would sway gently in the wind.
There were some jewelry at the bottom of the wooden box given by the eldest young master. Su Qingyu picked out a pearl necklace and wore it around her neck.
Black high heels and a tight cheongsam make it inconvenient to run away when encountering danger.
Su Qingyu wore black leggings under her cheongsam, just in case.
She tied her long black hair into a bun and pinned it with a peony hairpin, which complemented the pattern on her cheongsam.
Everything is ready.
The birthday banquet hall was decorated according to the old warlord's requirements.
White paper was spread on the birthday chair where the old governor was sitting. The chair was covered with strange symbols painted with cinnabar, and bells were tied to the four legs of the chair, making the chair look very strange.
The silver needles have been disinfected with alcohol and placed in a box.
As for copper coins, we don’t know what they are used for yet.
Before decorating the birthday chair, Su Qingyu tested the old governor.
Just yesterday, Su Qingyu went to the old commander-in-chief's room. Although he was smoking one cigar after another, causing the whole room to be filled with smoke, he was conscious and could recognize the token.
He told Su Qingyu that since she had chosen to be with the eldest young master, they must trust each other.
"Among my three useless sons, only the eldest is the most sensible. I will feel relieved if you are willing to choose the eldest." The old commander sighed, "Although it is the eldest who is engaged to you, the final choice is still in your hands.
Your father and I made an agreement back then that whoever you ended up with would have the right to inherit this Governor's Mansion. When you first came to the Governor's Mansion, I was worried that the boss would not please you.
I know my sons well. The second son understands women's hearts better, but he is not a loyal and reliable person. The third son is thoughtful and does not know how to make love. You can only be truly happy if you choose the eldest son."
As he spoke, the old warlord closed his eyes, as if he was telling his last words: "If I unfortunately pass away, you and the boss must manage this Ping An City well. This city is the result of all the hard work of your father and I. Don't let this city be destroyed in your hands."
Su Qingyu's pretty face was lightly made up, and she opened her red lips slightly: "You will live a long life."
She wasn't going to stay and look after the city.
She is leaving.
The memories stop and time returns to the present.
As night fell, Ping An City seemed to be covered by a layer of deep blue. A bright moon hung high in the sky, and silver light fell on the Governor's Mansion.
The birthday banquet was about to begin. Su Qingyu held the list and welcomed the guests with a smile.
The eldest young master was wearing a dark and straight military uniform and standing next to Su Qingyu.
He didn't say anything, but just stared at every guest who came and went with a weird expression.
Su Qingyu tried her best not to look at the face of the eldest master Zhao Zhiyan.