I made the villain right.

As night fell, the front yard was brightly lit, and in front of the main hall, Li Muci and Li Zhi slowly released a sky lantern into the air.

At the same time, servants and maids in various parts of the mansion also released the sky lanterns in their hands. Several sky lanterns flew together, illuminating the entire mansion.

Li Muci looked up at the dazzling sparks in the sky and couldn't help but ask the question that had been in his mind for many years: "Father, why do you always release sky lanterns all over the city on the anniversary of my aunt's death?"

Li Zhi was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Your aunt has been afraid of the dark and gets lost easily since she was a child. She always likes me to hold a lamp for her. No matter where she goes, I will always light the way for her to go home."

At this point, Li Zhi's expression seemed a little dejected.

Li Muci had never seen his biological aunt, but he always heard some things about her from his father. His grandmother died when his aunt gave birth to her, and his grandfather was busy with government affairs, so the responsibility of taking care of his aunt was given to his father and wet nurse. His father was only fifteen or sixteen years old at the time, and he played the role of both father and mother to his aunt, and when his aunt grew up, she relied on and respected his father very much.

Li Muci looked at the sky full of sky lanterns and felt touched. He used to think that his father released sky lanterns all over the city just to express his grief, but he didn't expect it to have this deeper meaning.

After a moment, sky lanterns were scattered all over Kyoto, and the sky was full of golden light, as bright as the Milky Way, charming the eyes, as if you were in a fairyland.

When the people of Kyoto and pedestrians on the street saw this, they stopped to watch and were amazed.

Shi Jin and Fan Hua were leaning against each other, sitting on the steps in front of the door, quietly looking at the sky lanterns scattered in the dark night.

Shi Jin looked at this shocking scene, his eyes gradually sank, and he felt: "It's so beautiful!"

"It's a pity that among the sky full of sky lanterns, not a single one belongs to us." Shi Jin had just finished sighing when Fan Hua's melancholy voice rang in his ears.

Shi Jin was stunned for a moment by Fan Hua's sudden sadness. She raised her head and took a quick look at Fan Hua. She always felt that he was a little abnormal today.

Shi Jin's eyes turned slightly, and she reached out to hold his hand. The moment her fingertips touched his palm, he naturally held her hand.

She stared at him sideways and said softly, "Ayu, don't be sad, let's make one ourselves." After Shi Jin finished speaking, she immediately pulled Fan Hua out. He didn't even have time to react before he was pulled away.

After the two arrived at the west wing, they found that the materials for making sky lanterns were still in the room. Shi Jin lit a few candles and sat down to start making sky lanterns.

She watched the maids do it during the day and tried to imitate them.

After she fixed the bamboo strips into a circular shape, she wrapped the iron wire around the circular bamboo strips, crossing them in the middle and twisting the excess parts together.

Fan Hua stared at everything Shi Jin did, his eyes moving, the gloom in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows was gradually swallowed up by the tenderness in his eyes, and his eyes gradually became clear.

Shi Jin saw Fan Hua standing there motionless, so he instructed him, "Ah Yu, help me glue those pieces of paper together."

After Fan Hua realized what was happening, he immediately stepped forward to help.

It is not difficult to make a sky lantern, and they quickly made one.

Shi Jin thought of something, and then made the next one, and then made three and four...

When Fan Hua saw the extra lanterns on the ground, he showed a trace of doubt in his eyes. He was worried that she would be tired, so he said, "Mian Mian, these sky lanterns are enough."

Shi Jin slowly raised his eyes and looked at him after hearing the voice. After a few seconds of silence, he said calmly: "It's not enough. We still have to give some to Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba. I'm afraid that making a few lamps for so many people won't be enough for these few lamps."

Fan Hua was wrapping wire around a bamboo strip. Hearing this, his hands paused. The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. After a while, he whispered, "That's not enough."

Then Shi Jin went back to his work with a focused look.

In an instant, Fan Hua stopped talking and continued to wrap the wire around the bamboo sticks.

Before they knew it, the ground was filled with sky lanterns, each of which was completed by the two of them together.

Fan Hua looked at the dark night outside the door and said, "Mian Mian, it's late."

Hearing this, Shi Jin stopped. She looked at the sky lanterns on the ground and thought that they were enough. She said, "Ayu, let's release all these sky lanterns."

"Okay," Fan Hua responded, and then he and her moved the sky lanterns on the ground to the open space in front of the door, and then released them one by one.

Shi Jin stared at the slowly rising sky lanterns, which seemed gradually deeper and farther away. After a moment, Shi Jin gently closed his eyes and silently said: I hope that in the next life, you can also enjoy the happiness of the world.

Originally, she just wanted to be released together with Fanhua, but thinking of the many Fengyun Pavilion secret guards who sacrificed their lives for them that day, she did a lot more, wanting to comfort their souls in this way.

Fan Hua looked into the distance at the sky that looked like twinkling star lanterns, his deep eyes flickering with sorrow.

The sky lanterns appeared again, attracting the attention of the people of Kyoto. An old lady who had not slept late at night looked at the stars in the distance and exclaimed: "What's so strange tonight? Someone released so many sky lanterns in a row."

In a secluded courtyard in Kyoto under the same sky, in a dimly lit room, two tablets were placed on a long table in front of the wooden wall, engraved with "the tablet of my late wife Li Yiran" and "the tablet of my beloved son Zhinan" respectively.

There was a half mask placed on the eight-immortals table below. There was only a handsome middle-aged man in the room drinking alone.

He was in a gloomy mood, with sadness evident between his brows. He caught a glimpse of the sky full of bright stars outside the door out of the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"It's so lively today. It would be great if you were there..." After Feng Nanyiyi said this, two silent tears rolled down his eyes.

In an instant, he reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. His expression suddenly changed, his eyes became extremely cold, and he said in a low and cold voice: "You have waited for a long time. The enemy has been found. I will be able to avenge you soon!"

After a short while, he stood up, picked up the tablets of his wife and children, held them tenderly in his arms, and walked towards the door step by step, his steps staggering.

At the end of the corridor, he pushed open the door of a room and walked straight to the bed. Then he slowly lay down with the tablet in his arms, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, after releasing the sky lanterns, Shi Jin and Fan Hua were about to go back to the house to rest. When they passed by the main hall, they saw that the lights in the main hall were still on, but there were not many people in the house. Seeing this, Fan Hua suddenly stopped.

Shi Jin saw Fan Hua suddenly stop and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

After saying that, Shi Jinna noticed that Fan Hua's grip on her hand gradually tightened. Although she couldn't see his expression in the dim night, she could feel that he was deliberately suppressing emotions.

He hesitated for a while, and finally spoke: "The person Li Muci is worshipping today is her aunt... who is also my mother."

Upon hearing this explosive news, Shi Jin's eyes suddenly opened, filled with disbelief.

A Yu and Li Muci are actually hidden cousins!

Suddenly, she recalled Fanhua's abnormal behavior today, and realized that today was his mother's death anniversary, so he was in a depressed mood.

She immediately put away her surprised look, narrowed her eyes slightly, felt a little distressed in her heart, then gently hugged him and spoke softly.

"When did Ayu know the news?"

Fan Hua hugged her waist tightly and said, "On the day you were injured and unconscious, I accidentally learned about this from Li Muci."

In an instant, Shi Jin came out of Fan Hua's arms, took Fan Hua's hand, and said naturally: "If that's the case, then we should go in and pay respect to our mother."

After saying that, she pulled him into the house. At first glance, the house was very spacious. Opposite the door was a large altar, on which stood a tablet with the words "My sister, the Princess of the Holy Lord Li" engraved on it. A pile of tributes was placed on the Eight Immortals Table in front.

The incense burner was producing smoke, which curled like clouds, and the house was filled with a unique and rich fragrance.

Fan Hua and Shi Jin looked at each other, and they both picked up three incense sticks, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner, while kneeling on the cushion to worship.

Fan Hua's memory of his mother was vague, but strangely, he had inexplicable emotions in his heart, as if this body still contained someone else's soul, which always unconsciously led him to do things that were not what he intended to do, and he became more and more unlike himself.

He thought it was probably because deep down in his heart he also longed and hoped to have this kind of family affection.

After a moment's silence, Fan Hua organized his words. He wanted to shout "mother", but found that the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them.

To Fan Hua, this family affection came so suddenly and was somewhat strange. He had not yet adapted to it and found it difficult to express it out loud.

Even so, he learned from Zhiya that his mother loved him very much, and as a son he should fulfill his filial duty and worship her.

Fan Hua paused for a moment, and finally said, "I brought Mian Mian to see you. Although I am late, I want to tell you one thing. Mian Mian and I have tied the knot. She is now the wife I want to walk hand in hand with and spend the rest of my life with."

Then Shi Jin chatted familiarly, "Don't worry, mother, I will take care of Yu from now on, you can rest in peace."

Then she prayed devoutly: "My dear mother, if there is a spirit in heaven, please protect me and A Yu and let us turn misfortune into good fortune and live in peace and prosperity."

Shi Jin raised her eyes and met Fan Hua's gaze. After a quiet look, she said softly, "If mother misses A Yu, then you must often meet him in his dreams, or come to my dreams. I also want to see how beautiful mother is to give birth to a son as handsome and smart as A Yu."

After saying this, Fan Hua's lips curled up slightly.

After staying for a while, Shi Jin and Fan Hua left.

At the same time, Li Zhi, who was wide awake, was strolling in the front yard when he saw Shi Jin and Fan Hua coming out of the house.

The three of them were stunned for a moment, but soon Li Zhi reacted and looked at them suspiciously: "Why are you two here?"

From Li Zhi's reaction, Shi Jin knew that Fan Hua had not yet told him about his life story.

"us……"

When Shi Jin was about to give some reasons, Fan Hua quickly took over her words and said, "We couldn't sleep at night, so we came to the front yard and saw that the house was brightly lit, so we came in to take a look. We are very sorry if we disturbed the deceased's rest."

Li Zhi had an unclear expression on his face: "This is my sister's ancestral hall, don't come in and out casually from now on"

Fan Hua lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the emotions in his eyes and said, "Okay," and then he pulled Shi Jin away.

After Li Zhi entered the house, he looked around the furnishings in the house and finally his eyes fell on the incense burner. He found that there were six more incense sticks in the incense burner.

He realized that the incense offering was most likely from Fan Hua and Shi Jin, and his brows furrowed slightly, revealing a look of confusion.

It is inappropriate for outsiders to enter other people's ancestral halls to burn incense. The actions of these two people really made Li Zhi feel incredible.

Shi Jin was a little puzzled by Fan Hua's decision not to tell Li Zhi his true identity.

After walking a little further, Shi Jin asked, "Ah Yu, why don't you tell them about your life story? Wouldn't it be more conducive for Yun Bohou to stand firmly in your camp?"

"Marquis Yun doesn't trust me. If I tell him my identity directly, he won't believe me and will think I have ulterior motives. He will be suspicious of me. Once suspicion arises between people, it will be difficult to continue the relationship."

Fan Hua paused for a moment, then continued, "So he can only find someone he trusts to reveal my background. My identity was discovered by Aunt Zhi, so it's safer for her to tell the truth. If she finds out there's something wrong, it won't be too surprising."

Shi Jin thought about it and nodded in agreement.

It was late at night and the air was chilly. Shi Jin couldn't help shivering and quickly quickened his pace back to the house.

These days she was always woken up by the cold in the middle of the night. Fortunately, Fanhua slept with her. He was like a little heater, making her always like to snuggle in his arms, and he would wrap her tighter to keep her warm.

After they both got into bed, she snuggled into his arms as usual.

The two slept in each other's arms.