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The guy next to him named Liu Chengkong had only taken care of a few people before, so it wasn't worth mentioning.

Wait until the child grows up in the future.

After knowing all the truth...

Yu Yanyan thinks that it will definitely be a particularly interesting and amusing expression, one that is worth recording for a lifetime.

Of course, for children, it is probably black history.

"It's getting late."

Yu Yanyan got up slowly and stretched.

She looked at the fluttering frost and snow outside the window, showing a mysterious smile.

Hearing this, Xiao Nianqing felt a sense of desolation in her heart, and naturally maintained the usual stubbornness of Emperor Zun: "Then Yanyan, you should go back first, An Ning is almost coming back."

"Go back?" Yu Yanyan said calmly, "I don't think so."

Xiao Nianqing was startled when she heard the words, she thought that Yu Yanyan was up to some trick again, and said dissatisfied: "Don't say anything like sleeping with me tonight."

"Of course not." Yu Yanyan smiled and said, "Sister Nianqing belongs to you tonight."

It meant that Xiao Nianqing didn't realize it for a while.

Yu Yanyan looked at the closed gate of Chen's mansion, she said softly:

"Although everyone is already preparing the gift for the child's birth."

"—but that's a gift for children after all."

"The gift for Lord Regal is ready."

Finished.

The door of the Chen family mansion was pushed open.

The winter night breeze blows the black hair and white robe, and the soft white snow swaying with the wind falls on the smiling face of the young man.

He stood in front of the door, standing in the snow.

It looked just like that... regrettable temple fair a few years ago.

Xiao Nianqing's expression seemed to be frozen.

The stars in the distant sky flickered in those pitch-black eyes, which also reflected Chen Anning's plain white robe.

It's just that she has already taken care of the shining stars flawlessly, and only has the figure of the young man in white in her eyes.

Sudden.

There was a flash of fire in the distance.

The fireworks that would only bloom over the Hundred Flowers City during the temple fair season were as beautiful as fairy fire at this moment.

But under the beautiful and splendid firelight, the young man smiled.

He took out a folding fan from nowhere, and his movements were as stiff as before.

Even the words that come out of his mouth are as sincere as they were back then.

"Although there is still wind and snow today, it is a good day."

"I don't know if Miss Nianqing can show you face..."

"How about meeting me at the temple fair tonight?"

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Temple fair that year.

Xiao Nianqing was the last to go.

At that time, the fireworks were gone and the crowds had receded.

She still couldn't catch up with the grandest temple fair in the end.

To this day, Xiao Nianqing still remembers the appearance of that white-clothed young man, holding that beautiful neon dress and feather coat in his hand, as he stiffly and jerkyly extended the invitation to the temple fair.

Today is just like that day.

Only this time it's different.

Back then Xiao Nianqing didn't answer because she was concerned about Wan Mo Li Yuan, and she was the last to arrive at the temple fair.

Today, she has a chance to make up for her regrets.

Looking at the Chen Anning who looked like back then, Xiao Nianqing smiled slightly.

Obeying her heart, she answered instead of herself back then.

"I am glad to."

……

……

Xiao Nianqing changed her clothes.

It was the neon dress and feather coat that was as blue as the sea back then.

Chen Anning personally selected it, and it is also Xiao Nianqing's most precious piece of clothing.

Over the years, she has kept this feather coat properly, and she does not want to let it be contaminated by any dirt.

So when I put it on again today, this feather coat is still as ethereal as before, and it is a bit more beautiful than the fireworks in the sky.

She also opened an umbrella to block the scattered and swaying wind and snow.

Of course there is only one umbrella.

The two supported each other, shoulders touching shoulders, which was just right.

It's just that when looking back, Xiao Nianqing found that Yu Yanyan had disappeared.

The girl Yanyan said that Xiao Nianqing belongs to herself tonight.

And this affiliation naturally does not refer to Yu Yanyan herself.

Although she was unwilling, but only for today, Yu Yanyan was willing to completely contract the position next to Xiao Nianqing to a certain doctor.

The same is true of others.

They are not the protagonists of this temple fair, all they have to do is stand behind the scenes.

"Let's go."

Xiao Nianqing smiled sweetly and took Chen Anning's arm.

She gazed into the distance with excited eyes that could not be suppressed. It was clearly a winter night, but the streets were brightly lit and bustling.

……

……

Hundred Flowers City Temple Fair.

Only this time is special.

Originally, temple fairs were held every five years. Logically speaking, temple fairs should not be held this year.

However, as early as a month ago, the City Lord's Mansion had already started to organize this special temple fair. As for what to celebrate, most people had no idea.

Although it was only arranged one month in advance, the grandness of this temple fair is no less than that of the formal temple fairs in previous years.

The dragon lantern is flickering, and the sparks are bright.

Poetry and fireworks.

Food and Orchestra.

The elegant building is crowded with people, music, pity, dance and pity complement each other.

The restaurant is full of fragrance, chatting under the moonlight.

The paper boat drank water from the stream and floated far away, and the fire of the lotus lantern was as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

Temple fairs in Hundred Flowers City have always been like this.

Both refined and popular, as long as it can bring joy, whether it is an elegant poetry and singing session, or a down-to-earth juggling show that breathes fire and swallows swords, or a passionate storyteller...

As long as it is a happy thing, it is allowed.

Especially this year's temple fair is different from previous years.

Because in this short period of one year, too many things happened in Hundred Flowers City.

The appearance of Daojian Mountain, the joining of Qianhuahai, the visit of Princess Liu Qingqing...

Too much too much.

So much so that this year's temple fair is somewhat different from previous years.

For example, the sky.

In addition to the usual fireworks in previous years, a brand new performance was added this year.

Swordsmanship.

……

At this moment.

The wind roared across the sky.

Nine sword cultivators who ride the wind and ride the sword stand on the spirit sword like immortals who are proud of the world.

They made several spells with their fingertips in unison, and their movements were almost identical.

And as the Jue was urged, the spirit sword soared into the sky abruptly, hovering in mid-air, dropping suddenly, rising...

And the sword cultivator in the center held a spirit sword, stepped on the void, and danced swordsmanship in mid-air.

Flying swords, dancing swords in the air.

Moreover, the face of the sword dancer was handsome and cold. When he drew his sword, he had the momentum of a fierce wind. The trajectory of the sword edge was as smooth and light as flowing water. It is even more eye-catching than the fireworks.