Chapter 23

Ji Hong paced up and down in the hall room, his expression changed repeatedly, and after a long time, he gradually calmed down, saying, "it's a great wedding for the return of nian'er! Xu Jianghe immediately ordered him to go down and carefully arrange Anyang City to meet the eldest childe!"

Xu Jianghe answered and went away.

Ji Hong then sat back on the throne of the hall again, his eyes uncertain, as if he was hesitating.

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It's time of the year.

As soon as night fell, thousands of lights were lit in Anyang City, which was vaguely cold. Red lanterns were hung high in streets, bridges, downtown and other places, and every corner was covered with gentle lights.

The crowd was bustling, and many stalls and peddlers were shouting. Young ladies and gentlemen dressed in exquisite silk walked hand in hand under the lanterns, and luxurious wood carvings passed slowly, adding a little more color to the Lantern Festival.

Anyang City, one of the eight inner cities of Taichu, is the city directly controlled by the Ji family. 90% of the ordinary people living here are Ji surnames. Except for the four rooms of the main vein of the Ji family, almost all the others are descendants of many collateral lines of the Ji family.

The annual Anyang City Lantern Festival should not have been held at this time, but at the order of Ji Hong, the head of the Ji family, Sheng Sheng advanced the Lantern Festival half a month later to today, but the specific reason was not stated.

However, with the rumors sweeping the eight cities in the inner city getting stronger and stronger, almost everyone knows that Ji yuenian, the eldest son of the Ji family, is heading for Anyang City at this time.

The territory within the wall of the ancient city of Taichu is extremely wide. The gate on the west side of the outer city is not close to the core inner city. If you go on foot, it will take at least several hours.

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"Lantern party?" Ji bugui looked at the lights in Anyang City in the distance, looking a little surprised, "eldest son, there is a lantern party in Anyang City tonight."

The moonlight, like water, sprinkled on the Zhanqing Taoist robe of the seasons, as if it were covered with a layer of bright silver light.

A silver moon was reflected in the pupil of the boy, and he whispered, "I probably know the intention of my father's move."

Ji bugui was a little confused and said, "I just calculated the date. If it was customary, there would be at least ten days to go before the Lantern Festival in Anyang City. What the eldest childe meant at this time... Is this the order of the Lord?"

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Ji Yue brushed her Taoist robe sleeve young and did not open her mouth, but continued to walk towards Anyang City under the bright moonlight.

The night wind is still cold, and the memory of sixteen years ago surges, as if it were an eternity.

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The Lantern Festival is full of lights.

Zhao Yinyue stood quietly on the stone bridge, his head full of green silk rising with the wind, and looked down at the dark river running under the bridge.

The moonlight seemed to have never changed since ancient times. It was sprinkled on her snow-white clothes, and it was also sprinkled in her cold eyes, which set her off like a banished fairy.

"Moon."

Ji Hong dressed in a dark robe, walked slowly onto the bridge, and gently grabbed Zhao Yinyue's shoulder from behind.

Zhao Yinyue's delicate eyebrows and eyes were all alienated. She stepped back a little and broke away from Ji Hong's hand. TANKOU gently opened and said, "what's the matter?"

"You just gave birth to your new year a few days ago. Why did you sneak out again after not having a rest for a while?" Ji Hong's eyes are full of worry, and the concern in his words is not like fraud, "at this time, you don't have any cultivation in your body, don't catch a cold."

Zhao Yinyue glanced at Ji Hong, shook her head and chuckled, with a trace of disdain in her tone: "you and I have no feelings at all, why do you need to behave like this?"

Ji Hong was silent for a moment and said, "turn your head first."

"What?" Zhao Yinyue's eyes moved and stopped on Ji Hong's face.

"Turn your head first." Ji Hong repeated again.

The woman laughed a little for a moment and said, "well, I'll see what you want to do."

After saying that, she gently turned around, and her snow-white clothes danced lightly, as if she had fallen on the earthly Moon Fairy.

After more than ten breaths, Ji Hong's voice came to his ear: "well, turn around."

The night breeze suddenly rose, Zhao Yinyue turned her head, and her soft and purplish lips carried a wisp of hair. What came into view was dazzling fireworks.

Fire trees and silver flowers never leave the sky.

"Still lonely?" Ji Hong laughed.

Zhao Yinyue did not speak, but looked up at the magnificent fireworks that lit up the night sky.

Ji Hong leaned closer and said, "yue'er, is your mood better?"

As a relegated fairy, the beautiful woman in white still didn't say a word.

Ji Hong was silent for a moment, took off his dark robe, gently draped it over Zhao Yinyue, and said, "you were born like heaven and man. I know I'm not worthy of you, but I tried my best to rescue you from the Zhao family. Don't you have half gratitude?"

"My mother is a lowly ghost. I'm not worthy of anyone," Zhao Yinyue gently brushed her hand, took off her dark robe, and threw it under the stone bridge. "I'm a little tired."

After saying this, she turned around, held the cold carved stone column, and walked slowly under the bridge step by step.

The river ran across the whole Anyang City, and waves of water appeared under the moonlight, rolling the dark robe and rushing away, and in an instant it disappeared.

"Moon."

Ji Hong's voice came from behind.

Zhao Yinyue turned her back to him, and her eyes, as cold as moonlight, were full of loneliness and loneliness: "it's too late."

Ji Hong was stunned and said, "moon?"

The woman's snow-white skirt swayed gently, walked down the stone bridge, and her head was covered with green silk, which rose with the wind, and she never looked back.

This bright and noisy lights, but not even one really belongs to her.

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It's hard to tell your fate by pulling snow to look for flowers and burning lamps to continue the day.

The moon is bright and cold, boating in Yishui, sleeping on the ground in Tongsu willows.

It seems like a separated life, Shaohua white head, but he is a prisoner in the mirror.

With the rotation of the sleeping phase, the fireworks are waning, and a piece of neon clothes is full of fragrant sleeves.

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"When Zhao Yinyue gave birth to me, she was only sixteen years old. Seven days later, all the gods and souls fell, and she died at the end of her life."

Ji yuenian stood under the same bright moonlight, looking at the brightly lit Anyang City not far away, whispering.

"Eldest childe, these were 16 years ago." Ji bugui's forehead had exuded a cold sweat. "People in the Ji family have always been secretive about this. You were just a newborn baby at that time. How did you know in such detail?"

The boy glanced at him without opening his mouth.

Ji buguidang even knelt on the ground in fear, and his scalp became numb in bursts. He said in a trembling voice, "eldest childe, I know my mistake! I shouldn't ask!"

After speaking, he slapped his face and slapped himself severely. However, in a short time, Ji bugui's faces on both sides had swollen and showed extremely obvious signs of congestion.

"Get up."

Ji yuenian shook her head slightly and walked straight towards Anyang City.