Time travel is risky, and love requires caution

Ling Qiqi finally got her wish and walked through the busy streets. Every man, woman, old, and young on the street had a smile on their face, which was either deep or shallow. It could be felt that their smiles were from the heart. Being in such an atmosphere was very healing, and it was easy to be infected by such smiles, and the corners of the mouth would unconsciously rise.

Ling Qiqi was very excited, as if she was traveling in a foreign country with friends.

In Ling Qiqi's opinion, the biggest difference between the folk customs of Nan Shen and Bei Kui is the difference in values. Some people's values, or some of their values, are exogenous, imposed by external forces, or influenced by what they see and hear. For example, they are influenced by their parents, influenced by books, and suppressed by their class. However, some values ​​are endogenous and come from their true inner will.

Of course, this exogenous and endogenous nature will transform into each other, and the people of Nan Shen are those who have a higher degree of transformation into endogenous nature.

Beiwei was influenced by Confucianism, which attached importance to rules and suppressed desires. Everyone valued power and prestige, but lost the ability to perceive happiness.

The Southern Mirage country yearns for nature and simplicity, without red tape and intrigue. Everyone is content and happy, and has few desires and no worries. They will not become slaves to money and power. This kind of folk customs is also reflected in the Southern Mirage country's foreign policy of not plundering or relying on others.

Although Beiwei is richer and more prosperous, and although Ling Qiqi loves money and enjoys life, she actually prefers the style of Nan Shen in her heart.

There was a sudden commotion at the street corner, and Pei Chufeng subconsciously protected the Seventh Princess and A'ran. Ling Qiqi looked towards the source of the commotion and saw that it was a procession of floats slowly approaching. It was a long line of carriages that could not be seen at a glance, and it was quite impressive.

There is a sign on the front of each flower car with the name of the street written on it. The most beautiful flower baskets from the street are placed on the car in a staggered manner. In front of each flower basket is a wooden barrel with the name of the family the flower basket comes from written on it. If passers-by like a flower basket, they will throw small stones prepared in advance or picked up at random into the corresponding wooden barrel.

Among the many floats and flower baskets, Ling Qiqi and A'ran spotted their lucky rabbit at first sight, and they jumped and shouted with excitement. It wasn't because they had sharp eyes, but mainly because the rabbit's ears were so damn long that it was hard not to see it.

The lucky rabbit became the most eye-catching flower in the entire team, making the other flower baskets pale in comparison, as if they were missing a soul. Everyone was amazed by the big rabbit flower basket and loved it very much. The stones in the wooden barrel were so full that they were about to overflow. The first place was definitely won.

Ling Qiqi was very happy, feeling excited and relieved that her own rabbit had made progress.

After the floats passed, it was already late at night. In previous years, the elderly and children on the street would have gone back to sleep, and the blind date conference would follow. But because of the fireworks this year, there were still many people on the street, but this did not prevent those bold young people from expressing their love.

Ling Qiqi and A'ran had also shifted their attention from the dazzling array of goods on the stalls and the various foods sold by the merchants to the handsome men and beautiful women. They would occasionally chat with each other, commenting on the appearance and clothing of the people they met, and sometimes they would stop to chat with each other, and join the people around them in cheering for those who gave flowers to their loved ones.

As a result, they became the focus of everyone's attention. People came up to the three of them one after another to give them flowers to express their love. Some of the brave ones would express their feelings and even ask for flowers in return as a token of love. Some of the timid ones didn't say a word, but after stuffing the flowers into their hands, they walked away and looked at them with expectant and shy eyes, waiting for flowers in return.

It was not surprising for the low-key Pei Chufeng and the high-profile A'ran to receive flowers, but Ling Qiqi, who was dressed as a man, was a little embarrassed. All the girls came to her to express their love, but some girls were really bold and seduced her in various ways. She really learned a lot. The most exaggerated thing was that someone gave her flowers and gave them to Pei Chufeng without hesitation. She was too fickle.

Pei Chufeng was also unable to resist these girls. He never participated in this session every year, not only because he was not old enough, but also because he was a person who kept himself clean and did not mess around with women. He had always been deeply influenced by his father's loyalty to his mother, but the second prince always laughed at him for not being open to the matter of men and women.

Among the three people, only Ah Ran enjoyed it and was addicted to receiving flowers. Ling Qiqi couldn't help but tease her:

"Control yourself, your saliva is about to flow out. It's really serious. It's like you've never seen a man before."

A'ran was not convinced and said:

"With my third brother as a foil, how can ordinary men catch my eye? I just think that if I receive more flowers, I can prove my excellence and at least live up to my outfit today. You don't know, I just ran into the little daughter of Xia Taibao's family. She and I have never gotten along since we were young. I saw that she could hardly hold all the flowers in her hand, and I don't want to lose to her. Humph."

"You are so boring. What's the use of more than these? It's not easy to get more flowers. Here they are." After Ling Qiqi said this, she handed all the flowers in her hand to A'ran.

A'ran was stunned. Is this possible?

"Take it?" Ling Qiqi urged her.

"No, that's an unfair victory." A'ran also became stubborn. So many people were watching here, and if word got out that she cheated, she would be embarrassed.

"Forget it." Ling Qiqi pulled her hand back in dismay, but she was too lazy to use the flowers, so she handed the flowers to Pei Chufeng again and said:

"Do you want it?"

Before she could finish her words, there was a loud "bang" which scared Ling Qiqi so much that she almost dropped the flowers in her hand. She subconsciously hid in the arms of the person next to her.

The night sky was torn apart, and streaks of white light exploded and scattered into thousands of points of light, like the Milky Way pouring down to the world, it was a beautiful sight.

Ling Qiqi, who had recovered from the first shock, looked up at the sky full of bright lights, which bloomed and withered, beautiful but short-lived, just like the flowers in her hands and the youth of a young girl. She couldn't help feeling a little sad.

The last time I watched fireworks was in Beiwei's palace. Lu Cheng and Ling Yi were there. I don't know how they are doing now. Do they believe that I am dead? Are they sad about her death? Do they still think of her occasionally?

Pei Chufeng looked down at the woman in his arms, his heart was like a storm. Did she know that this was the most special flower branch he gave her as a token of love? Could she understand his feelings? Would she accept it?

The fireworks gradually faded away, the night sky returned to calm, and the crowd began to move again.

Ling Qiqi could no longer recall how she had gotten so close to Pei Chufeng. Just as she was about to take a step forward to create some distance, Pei Chufeng grabbed the bouquet in her hand.

She was so happy and relieved that she didn't notice Pei Chufeng's fleeting joy.

In Pei Chufeng's opinion, there must be a flower in the bouquet that the Seventh Princess wants to give back, so how could he refuse it?

He planned to wait until the right time to tell the Seventh Princess that they had fallen in love at the Flower Fighting Party, and then rely on her completely.

After the fireworks, the crowd gradually dispersed and the three planned to go back. But as they turned around, they saw a figure in the crowd that was somewhat different.

Passersby walked past him one after another, but he just stared motionlessly in the direction where the three of them were, or to be more precise, at Ling Qiqi.

Ling Qiqi rubbed her eyes and blurted out subconsciously: "Lu Cheng?"