Overcoming all difficulties, the princess is reborn to become the empress

The group once again set out on the familiar route of escape, mostly taking deserted paths.

We encountered several snowfalls on the road. Although the temperature was cold, the scenery was beautiful and the air was fresh.

If Feng Yuqi hadn't come to her again and again to ask her what she knew, Ye Ziqing would have really enjoyed her time traveling outside.

She refused to admit it even if she was beaten to death, and Feng Yuqi couldn't do anything about it.

Looking at Feng Yuqi's angry and helpless face, Ye Ziqing's depression finally dissipated a lot.

On the night of New Year's Eve, Feng Zihao could not resist Lu Qingxi's opinion and finally did not stay at the farmer's house. Instead, he went into a small town and stayed in an inn.

Several people were enjoying dumplings in the inn. Feng Zihao suddenly handed a red paper bag to Ye Ziqing, Ye Zixi and Feng Yuqi.

"Thank you, Dad." Ye Zixi took it first, smiling happily.

Ye Ziqing glanced at Lu Qingxi, and seeing her nodding with a smile, she happily took it with both hands.

Feng Yuqi was obviously a little surprised. He stared at the red envelope his father handed to him in a daze without reaching out for it.

Ye Ziqing quickly raised her hand to take it for him and said sweetly to Feng Zihao: "Thank you, father."

"Don't play too late, you three. Qi Yu, you keep an eye on them." After Feng Zihao gave the instructions, he helped Lu Qingxi into the guest room early.

Only after seeing her father and mother go in and close the door did Ye Ziqing look away.

She walked to Feng Yuqi who was still sitting at the table, put the red envelope on the table in front of him, and pulled Ye Zixi out of the inn.

Although I don’t know the name of the town, I can hear the sound of firecrackers in the night, brilliant fireworks above the streets, and the sound of hustle and bustle.

Ye Ziqing was looking at the bustling crowd, happily thinking about where to go first. When she lowered her head, she saw Ye Zixi looking up at the sky intently.

"Zi Xi wants to set off fireworks? Come on, brother will take you to buy some." Feng Yuqi came over at some point, took Ye Zixi's other hand and was about to leave.

Ye Ziqing stood still.

Ye Zixi was dragged by Feng Yuqi and took half a step. She couldn't move. She looked up at Ye Ziqing and called pitifully, "Sister?"

Her eyes were full of expectation and pleading. Ye Ziqing tilted her head to look at Feng Yuqi, who seemed to have no ill intentions on his face.

"Let's go!" Ye Ziqing said. She didn't want to spoil Ye Zixi's interest.

The three of them held hands, found a stall, picked out all kinds of firecrackers and fireworks, and then found an empty corner before starting to set them off.

Ye Ziqing stood by and watched Feng Yuqi and Ye Zixi having fun, and she felt an infinite sense of peace in her heart.

She looked up. Under the night sky, countless sparks sprang up and exploded, blossoming into gorgeous flowers, interweaving and connecting into one, making the night seem as bright as day.

She sighed: This life is so good!

She stood there, looking up at the sky full of fireworks, smiling brightly. Feng Yuqi looked at her, and a long-lost joy ignited in his heart.

"Brother Qi Yu, why don't you light the fire?"

Ye Zixi's voice came from a distance. Ye Ziqing was about to look for the sound when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. Her head was dizzy, and the familiar voice that had disappeared for a while rang in her mind again, like a monk chanting.

"May you get what you want!"

"You get what you want!"

"You get what you want!"

......

Ye Ziqing suddenly touched her chest, lowered her head, and staggered two steps as if she was about to fall. Feng Yuqi hurried forward.

She closed her eyes tightly, trying to calm herself down, and managed to stand steady. When she opened her eyes again, a greeting and a hand appeared at the same time.

"Are you OK?"

Ye Ziqing looked in the direction of her palm and saw Feng Yuqi standing beside her without her noticing.

Could it be that she was hallucinating?

Why did I see a look of concern on Feng Yuqi's face?

Ye Ziqing shook her head, and the chanting sound in her ears finally disappeared. The hand beside her also retracted. Feng Yuqi stared at her expressionlessly and said, "It's getting late, let's go back to the inn."

After saying that, he turned around and shouted to Zixi: "Let's go back."

"I haven't had enough fun yet, there are still so many fireworks." Ye Zixi responded loudly in displeasure.

The little girl obviously hadn't had enough fun yet. Ye Ziqing walked over to Ye Zixi, took a firecracker from her hand, and played with her.

Feng Yuqi stood by and looked at the happy smiles on their faces, with the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously.

He hasn't felt this happy for a long, long time.

It turns out that this is the "New Year"!

It's not the delicious food, the beautiful clothes, the cold palace...

It’s the company of family!

It is the kind of satisfaction and warmth that ignites unconsciously in your heart!

"Brother Qi Yu, here you go!" Ye Zixi walked to Feng Yuqi who was standing there in a daze and stuffed a firecracker into his hand.

Ye Ziqing followed Ye Zixi's gaze.

Feng Yuqi raised his other hand and deliberately ruffled Zixi's soft hair into a mess. The little girl was so angry that she stomped her feet, turned around and ran over to complain, pulling her hand to settle the score with Feng Yuqi.

Ye Ziqing listened to Ye Zixi's complaint and turned to Feng Yuqi.

Feng Yuqi actually smiled.

His facial features, which were as sharp as if they were cut by a knife, were surprisingly handsome!

There is a word in the book called "handsome and beautiful". But in fact, "handsome" and "beautiful" are two completely different concepts. Just like describing Su Qiongzhi, the young master Su, we should use "beautiful". But Feng Yuqi is "handsome".

Ye Ziqing admired it and sighed inwardly.

Suddenly, her eyes met with Feng Yuqi's. Feng Yuqi seemed to be staring at her intently.

Her hand trembled guiltily, and a burning sensation instantly attacked her fingers. Ye Ziqing raised her hand as if possessed by a ghost and threw the firecracker in her hand towards Feng Yuqi.

Firecrackers flew past.

Ye Ziqing was surprised to find that the fuse was actually sparking.

It must have been Ye Zixi who lit it when she wasn't paying attention.

Her heart tightened, and she secretly sighed that it was not good! Ye Ziqing hurriedly took a step forward, just about to remind Feng Yuqi to be careful.

Feng Yuqi jumped into the air and dodged safely.

"Brother Qi Yu is so awesome!" Ye Zixi jumped up, clapped, and cheered loudly.

Ye Ziqing had just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Feng Yuqi landing and hurriedly lighting a firecracker, raising his hand to throw it at her as if to take revenge.

Ye Ziqing was so scared that she pulled Ye Zixi over, squatted down and hid behind Ye Zixi, begging for mercy again and again: "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

I shouted several times, but nothing was thrown over.

Ye Ziqing cautiously leaned over to take a look, and saw that Feng Yuqi was standing there like a madman.

The firecracker exploded with a "bang" in his hand.

Ye Ziqing suddenly jumped up and walked over in three or two steps.

She stood in front of him before Ye Zixi, stretched out her hand as if to check his palm, but suddenly retracted it before she touched it. Feng Yuqi looked at her, and for some reason, she felt a little lost.

His palm was pinched by a chubby little hand. Feng Yuqi lowered his eyes, and Ye Zixi stood on tiptoe, stretching her neck to pull his hand away.

Feng Yuqi half-bent his knees and placed his palms in front of Ye Zixi.

Ye Zixi turned it over and looked at it from the front and back.

Feng Yuqi raised his eyes and looked at Ye Ziqing.

"It's okay, it's okay, it just turned black." Ye Zixi said.

Ye Ziqing lowered her eyes and stared at his palm, as if she was relieved. The sense of loss in Feng Yuqi's heart suddenly disappeared.

After they set off all the fireworks they had bought, they returned to the inn with a sense of unfulfilled desire.