After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"Mother, are you looking for me?"

Yan Yuanan didn't understand what was going on, so he bowed politely and stood with his eyes lowered.

Qin Yaoguang glanced at Yan Changqing and said, "Prince, I want to talk to Yuan An alone."

How did he become a prince again?

Yan Changqing was helpless.

He felt as if he was always being driven away by her, and what was even more terrifying was that he had gradually become accustomed to it.

The relationship between the two seemed to have changed a lot, but it also seemed that nothing had changed.

"How about we watch the lights together tonight?"

He had been looking forward to this day for a long time, wanting to be able to go out and play with his wife with a legitimate reason.

"it is good."

Only after Qin Yaoguang agreed did he leave with satisfaction.

"Come and sit."

Qin Yaoguang smiled and waved at Yan Yuanan, asking him to sit on the other side of the Arhat couch.

Yan Yuanan is different from other children.

She thought about this matter over and over again for a long time, and still decided to celebrate his birthday.

Just don’t know.

Yan Changqing is the uncle of Yan Shouzhuo and Yan Jinyin, and he knows their birth dates.

Of the remaining three children, only Yan Yuanan's birthday is clear.

But she didn't know how to tell him, and she was afraid that the child would be scared.

After thinking it over, she decided not to say it.

Guyu came in with a bowl of longevity noodles and placed it on the table between them.

The soup base, carefully made from chicken and pork bones, is rich and mellow, milky white in color, and exudes an enticing aroma.

A whole thin and evenly distributed longevity noodle lies inside, with green onions dotted on top. The soup also contains mushrooms, shrimps, and two fried eggs that are golden on both sides.

Mouth-watering.

However, what bothered Yan Yuanan more was the deeper meaning behind this bowl of noodles.

This is a bowl of longevity noodles that is only eaten on birthdays.

"Mother, what is this?"

He calmed himself down and asked the question pretending he knew nothing.

Qin Yaoguang pushed the longevity noodles in front of him and said with a smile: "Mother knows that it has not been easy for you these years, eat it."

Yan Yuanan was stunned.

"If I don't ask you, you will just assume that I know nothing."

She got it.

Yan Yuanan slowly raised his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were so complicated that they were impossible to interpret.

Qin Yaoguang did not avoid his gaze, and there was only love and heartache in her eyes when she looked at him.

After a long time, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating the longevity noodles in the bowl.

The longevity noodles cannot be stopped, so he eats them very slowly.

Tears accumulated in the eye sockets, and fell into the bowl because they could not bear the weight.

How many years has it been since he last cried?

How many years would it be before anyone celebrated his birthday?

This Lantern Festival, he turns thirteen years old.

He only lived in this world for thirteen years, but he experienced all the ups and downs of life and witnessed the ugliest evil in human nature.

Qin Yaoguang did not wipe his tears.

A teenager's self-esteem is fragile and precious and needs to be protected.

She picked up a half-read notebook next to her and leaned on the armrest to read it carefully.

The warm winter sun in the afternoon quietly shines in from the window.

The light shone onto the notebook she was reading, making her bright facial features look soft and gentle.

The light shone on the young man who was eating noodles slowly without daring to look up. Drops of crystal tears fell silently. The noodles in his mouth had the sweet taste of wheat.

There is a faint golden hue in the light and shadow.

The sound of pages turning and people walking quietly in the yard made this small world seem even more peaceful and quiet.

"Mother, my son has finished his meal."

Yan Yuanan put down his chopsticks.

When he raised his head, apart from the slightly red eyes, there was nothing unusual about his expression.

Her mother was a goddess from heaven, so she knew it was nothing surprising.

In fact, as his learning progressed rapidly, he began to doubt whether his mother was a Bodhisattva.

But today, he once again confirmed his original idea.

Only a celestial being could be so omniscient.

Because, in this world today, as long as he doesn't say it, no one knows his background.

Those who knew, the adoptive mother who raised him secretly, and the evil man who wanted to blackmail her, are all dead.

It was impossible to speak again.

Qin Yaoguang touched his head gently and promised seriously: "I won't tell anyone."

"But you have to promise me one thing."

"Mother, please speak."

At this moment, no matter what request she made, Yan Yuanan would agree.

However, Qin Yaoguang just smiled gently: "Yuan'an, your mother only hopes that you will live a peaceful life. Don't take risks at any time."

She knew how much hatred was surging in the heart of this calm young man.

He hated this world.

Including himself.

If he is given the chance, he would want the whole world to be buried with him, even at the cost of his own life.

On the surface, Yan Yuanan is not as paranoid as Yan Shiyan, but when a gentle person explodes, he is the most terrifying.

What's more, he is good at hiding his thoughts.

Only he himself knows what he really thinks.

Otherwise, how could he betray his brothers and sisters in the original book?

Qin Yaoguang wanted to avoid this tragedy as much as possible.

She thought about it for a long time and gave up the idea of ​​asking him to promise not to betray her. Instead, she asked him not to put himself in danger.

"Can it be done?"

Qin Yaoguang looked at him and asked seriously.

Yan Yuanan blinked and felt that he was about to cry again.

He looked up at the Hexi painting on the roof beams and forced back his tears.

"Mother, I promise you."

The boy's voice was slightly nasal: "I promise you, everything will be fine in this life."

He was born unlucky.

But now, he has a mother who loves him and cares about his safety again.

He wants to live a good life.

Qin Yaoguang's lips blossomed into a smile as bright as a summer flower, and she stretched out her finger towards him: "Come on, let's pinky promise."

Too childish.

Mother, how could she do such a childish thing?

But the next moment, Yan Yuanan obediently stretched out his finger and hooked it with her.

"No, it needs a stamp."

Qin Yaoguang pressed her thumb against his thumb and said with a smile, "This is the way to go."

Yan Yuanan looked at his thumb, slightly dazed.

This verbal agreement seemed to have turned into some kind of soul contract through this childish ritual.

He thought he would never forget it.

Hiding this feeling deep in his heart, Yan Yuanan changed the subject: "Mom, can we go out to see the lanterns at night?"

"of course can."

"Not just you, give Bailu and Dongqing a day off as well, let them have a good night out."

Qin Yaoguang had already told the maids about this and asked them to go and play on their own.

Throughout the year, even though we take turns to rest, we don’t have time to have fun.

And she has Yan Changqing by her side, so she doesn't have to worry about her safety.

The one that made Qin Yaoguang worried was Chun Ning.

It was agreed that she should stay away from Su Ziyu for a month, and it has been implemented well so far.

But today is the Lantern Festival, and Su Ziyu will definitely be waiting for her outside the door.

Thinking of this, Qin Yaoguang sent Chunfen to Chunning Mansion to deliver a message, asking her to wait for him to pick her up.