"Don't worry, Fusheng has been staring at it."

I always slept late and got up early, but at midnight, I was sleepy and had my upper and lowered my eyelids.

After looking at the people in the hall, most of them were trying to support their spirits. However, only Sun Mai was still so energetic that she was tired. From time to time, she didn't know what to say to Fusheng, who was sitting quietly beside her. Fusheng still looked faint and nodded occasionally after listening to Sun Mai's words.

Looking at Sun Mama, I couldn't help but feel that it's better to be young. Sun Mama and Fusheng's way of doing this also made me feel a little relieved.

On New Year's Eve last year, Yun Xi's biological mother, Concubine Xi, was framed for witchcraft, and hanged herself in a forbidden palace on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. At that time, that incident had an unforgettable pain in my heart, Yun Xi and Yun Zhan.

And this year is the beginning of the year.

I touched the child in my belly and looked at the bright smiles of Fusheng and Sun Yat-sen.

I think there are still some gratifying things this year anyway.

It was already late at night, and the wind was cold at night.

At midnight, there were three big bells in the princess's ancestral hall.

The night is quiet and the bells are clear, and the low echoes can be transmitted to the entire Yuzhou city.

Hua Wuyan put on a fox velvet cloak for me, held my hand and led everyone to the outside of the hall.

Soon, the originally dark night sky was as bright as daylight, and the fireworks set off illuminated the entire sky above Yuzhou City.

The colorful brightness bloomed above our heads with the sound, and the hot and bright fireworks bloomed.

But the dazzling splendor in the air can only last for a moment and become nothingness, replaced by the next firework.

All this is like everyone's life. No matter how brilliant the past is, it will eventually return to nothingness. The only thing that can be left is the memories in the hearts of the brilliant people you see.

The fourteenth year of Jingxuan was spent like this when we were together for a few of us.

I suddenly missed everything in Kyoto, my uncle who was criticizing gifts all day long, my gentle Yunxi, and Yun Zhan who had been with me since childhood.

Hua Wuyan held my shoulder and made me lean in his arms, covering my ears with both hands to avoid being shaken by the sound of fireworks.

I looked at Sun Wu, who was cheering and holding Fusheng's sleeves, looked at Gu Yu, who was holding Nian En, leaning against Gu Qian with a slight look but also holding hands.

The people who celebrated the New Year with me last year are no longer here, but this year, those who celebrated the New Year with me and kept up with me to stay up to the New Year will be like this next year?

I looked up at Hua Wuyan. He was looking at the gorgeous fireworks above his head. There was a smile in his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes, which were as deep as a hidden pool, were also illuminated by fireworks, shining with shining light and shadow.

I noticed that I was looking at him, he lowered his head and smiled and gently printed a kiss on my forehead. He held my arms slightly, and leaned me tighter into his arms.

I leaned against him and heard his chest buzzing, but because the fireworks were too loud, I didn't hear what he had said just now. I looked up at him and asked, "What did you say?"

He smiled, lowered his head and leaned his lips against my ears. He pressed it very close, and his warm breathing blew in my ears, "I love you, I will never regret it in my life."
Chapter completed!