Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 830 Prosperous Fireworks
Yun Zhuohua lowered his eyes and looked outside the palace again.

"It's nothing, I just think it's great to have you here with me this New Year's Eve."

In the past, Yun Zhuohua's new year's festivals were all celebrated in Lianyang City.

Everyone in the Yizhan Escort, including the family members of the bodyguards, will also celebrate the festival at Yun's house.

A table of banquets, corresponding lighting, and interlacing of toasts, it was a bustling scene.

Thinking about it now, it seems like it only appeared in a dream.

But now, besides Ming Yuxi, there is no one else who can celebrate the New Year with Yun Zhuohua.

Even Xiaoyaoyi, who lived in the palace for so many days, couldn't bear the hardships in the palace.

Holding the token that Yun Zhuohua gave him, he ran out of the palace early and went outside to play around.

"If you want, I can accompany you every New Year's Eve in the future." Ming Yuxi said tenderly.

Yun Zhuohua's body froze, she slowly raised her head, looked at the lights of Wanjia in the distance, and suddenly laughed.

"It is my honor to have Yuxi, son of the Ming family, by my side."

"However, you still have to go back to Nanzhao after all."

"This kind of blessing, I can enjoy it once, and I am content."

"If I continue to be greedy, even if God agrees, the girls in Nanzhao will come to me and try their best."

"Well, if this provokes a dispute between the two countries, I'm afraid it will be famous forever."

Yun Zhuohua tilted his head, rolled his long and narrow eyes, and those eyes, like the night sky, seemed to melt into the starlight.

Twinkling and flashing, thousands of words are gathered in these eyes.

Silently, there is no sound.

"Even if you leave your name through the ages, it will definitely be a good name." Ming Yuxi smiled lightly.

The bright red lanterns were swayed by a gust of wind, and in the distance, there seemed to be bursts of cheers coming from under their feet.

Yun Zhuohua straightened his body, and looked at the densely lit place.

Suddenly, a flame shot up into the sky.

The ray of light rose into the air, and suddenly burst open, blasting out a gorgeous flower.

Colorful and star-studded.

That light will brighten the night sky, and also dye Yun Zhuohua's face with different colors.

The corner of Yun Zhuohua's mouth raised slightly, and he sighed softly, "It's actually time for the fireworks to bloom."

Previously, Pei Yuan had told Yun Zhuohua that Fengdu would have a feast of fireworks every year during the New Year's Eve.

Wealthy folks who join in the fun will buy some fireworks and set them off together.

The imperial court will also allocate funds to prepare some strange fireworks styles to have fun with the people.

This was Yun Zhuohua's first year as the throne, and Yun Zhuohua cut back some of the annual festivals in the palace according to his needs.

Only in this fireworks feast, Yun Zhuohua still kept it as it was.

After she had dinner, she took Ming Yuxi to watch the feast on the sparrow platform.

One flame went out, and another flame started again.

Sparks rose from the ground one after another, and the ink-like night sky was like a glorious curtain.

Colorful flowers, bloom, wither.

Leave behind a smoke screen.

Yun Zhuohua leaned back on the backrest, his whole body was nestled in that circle of fur.

She rested her head on her elbow, looking at the jubilant place in the distance, Yun Zhuohua was also happy in her heart.

The feast of fireworks lasted for a long time.

Probably when the expectation finally came true, Ming Yuxi turned his head and looked at Yun Zhuohua with the light of the flickering fire.

It was only then that she realized that she had fallen asleep without knowing when.

(End of this chapter)