New Year's Eve.

The entire Jingzhou City was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

This year has been truly eventful.

Various disasters were rampant, making it difficult for the people to breathe.

Now, we have finally gotten through this disastrous and unlucky year.

In Jingzhou City, red lanterns are hung high. Each lantern is carefully made by the people and has different shapes, like a string of rubies, shining with the people's expectations for the New Year.

In the palace.

It is also decorated with lights and is very lively.

Empress Yan Jiaoran held her head and stared blankly at the bright moon outside the window, complaining bitterly.

Dog man!

What a heartless person!

It’s been five days, five days, why hasn’t he shown up yet!

He said he was taking his wife home for a walk and a change of environment, but he ended up being gone for five days and didn’t even come to see me!

I'm so mad, I'm so mad!

That's all.

The monk can run away, but the temple cannot. In two days, it will be time for the happy exchange again.

I want to see what else this bastard has to say!

well--

No one knew where Yanran and Jinlian had gone.

Have a wonderful New Year’s Eve.

How come I am the only one left in such a huge palace?

well--

So annoying, so annoying!

Why is this beautiful palace so deserted?

You bastard, you liar!

He also said that he wanted to spend the New Year with me.

Where are the people now? Where are the people?!

I'm so angry!

Big liar, big liar!!!

Yan Jiaoran stomped her feet repeatedly, very angry, her breasts heaving up and down, and she took a long time to calm down.

She returned to her previous position, supporting her head with one hand and sighing.

well--

I really want to find that bastard.

But there is a celebration early tomorrow morning.

So annoying.

Yan Jiaoran was so angry that she slammed her fist on the table with hatred.

"hiss--"

Yan Jiaoran's nose felt sore and she took several breaths. "It hurts, it hurts—"

"You bastard, I hate you so much!"

After she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly became moist and she felt very aggrieved.

"Cry, cry, cry. If you cry any more you'll turn into a little cat."

A voice suddenly sounded behind her.

Yan Jiaoran turned around suddenly.

The first thing that caught her eye was his eyes, evil yet clear and bright as the stars.

Then, there was a smile, as warm and cheerful as the sun in the sky, which instantly dispelled the coldness in the palace.

"You bastard!"

The three words jumped out, and in an instant, even Yan Jiaoran herself couldn't tell whether it was a call from her heart or she really called it out.

As soon as the words fell, Yan Jiaoran's expression suddenly changed, and she said with a stern face: "You still remember to come!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Qin Yuan hurriedly chased after her, grabbed her wrist with his flying hand, and said softly, "Don't go, what's wrong with you, stupid girl?"

Yan Jiaoran bit her lip and glared at him, saying angrily, "It's none of your business!"

Qin Yuan took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms, saying with a smile, "Who bullied you? Tell me, and I'll help you get revenge!"

"Your Majesty, I think that although you are a beautiful woman, you'd better not cry. Otherwise, you will become ugly and won't be able to get married."

When Yan Jiaoran heard this, a blush immediately appeared on her face. She was so angry that she immediately raised her pink fist to hit him.

"You bastard, you bastard, I'll beat you to death, you bastard!"

"I'm telling you, even if all the men in the world were dead, you can't even think of marrying me!"

"I will never marry you!"

Qin Yuan let her be beaten, but instead hugged her tighter and tighter, and whispered:

"Okay, okay, if I don't want to marry you, then I won't marry you. I'll do whatever you say ...."

"Now, stop crying."

"You'll really become ugly if you cry any more, Your Majesty—"

Yan Jiaoran bit her lip and stared at him, her eyes hazy, and whispered softly:

"Crying? Who's crying? I was just blinded by the wind and sand."

"Then let me blow it for you?" Qin Yuan coaxed.

Yan Jiaoran blushed, pushed Qin Yuan away, and said coldly, "No need!"

"Go and look after your wife."

"Don't let her stay alone in the empty room during the New Year."

Qin Yuan stared at her for a long while, then said softly, "Then I'll leave?"

"Go ahead." Yan Jiaoran nodded lightly.

"Then take good care of yourself?" Qin Yuan reminded.

"I know. I'm not a three-year-old child anymore. You don't need to worry about me!" Yan Jiaoran groaned.

"Okay." Qin Yuan nodded, and his figure flashed and disappeared from her sight.

Really...really gone?

Yan Jiaoran's face turned pale, her heart ached, she gritted her teeth and said:

"You come and go as you please. Do you really treat this palace as your home?"

"You go, you go!"

"If you leave, don't come back. I don't want you!"

After saying that, she sat back down on the chair, her face frosty as she stared at the empty hall, lost in thought.

"That--"

"I won't come back?"

Suddenly, a voice was heard in the empty main hall.

"Get out, get out, get out! The farther you get, the farther you will die!"

The joy on Yan Jiaoran's face flashed away.

However, the man still appeared before her.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't I tell you to get out?"

Qin Yuan appeared in front of Yan Jiaoran again.

Yan Jiaoran's expression brightened slightly, and she tilted her head to carefully glance at Qin Yuan who had returned.

Qin Yuan touched his head and said helplessly, "It's not that I want to come back."

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