An Empire as a Betrothal Gift

Watch Wei Lian's side face.

The young man is very good-looking, his facial features are exquisite everywhere, and he fully interprets the beautiful characters.

He raised his head slightly, the golden halo of the fireworks blooming reflected on his cheeks, making his complexion amazing.Her long hair was blown by the oncoming wind, as if she wanted to go home with the wind.The young man's smiling eyes were curved and shining brightly, as if thousands of stars and fireworks had fallen into his eyes.

Ji Yue was slightly lost in thought.

Why did he still feel drunk when he had already dispelled the power of alcohol?

Wei Lian seemed to be aware of his gaze, and suddenly turned her head, her starry eyes met his gaze.

The two were taken aback in fear.

It's like seeing a glimpse in the snow for the first time.

Words read a gentleman, warm him like jade, in his wooden house, disturb my heart.

After a while, Wei Lian was the first to elicit a smile, and in the hustle and bustle of fireworks, said a soft word:

"Happy New Year, Your Majesty."

Ji Yue pursed her lips.

This can be regarded as his first Chinese New Year in the true sense, and it is also the first time someone said Happy New Year to him.

How many people wished him a long life and prosperity, but what he really wanted was a simple happiness.

He waited 21 years.

Only then did Wei Lian come.

After a long time, he chuckled and answered in a low voice.

"Happy New Year."