The Bad Man was nearly dead at the beginning and was picked up by Yang Shuzi and taken home

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, at midnight, a bright moon hangs obliquely in the sky, the sky is clear, the stars are twinkling, and the gentle silver light fills the entire courtyard.

Li Zhaozhao, Miao Luantong and several holy concubines gathered in the backyard of Prince Qi's mansion to admire the full moon together.

Looking at the bright moon, it seems that I can see that person's figure under the moonlight.

The empress's fingers gently stroked the mooncakes on the table, still holding a glimmer of fantasy in her heart.

In fact, she knew that Anton-jun was not that kind of person. He must have been busy with his own things and that was why he didn't come. However, she still felt a little disappointed.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly interrupted Shengji's conversation and her thoughts.

She turned around suddenly and saw Li Maozhen and Nian Ling standing at the door with smiles on their faces.

"Sister Wang!" ("Sister Zhao! Sister Tong!")

Li Zhaozhao was surprised and delighted, and could hardly believe his eyes. He had never expected that they would come here from afar, so he hurried to meet them.

Miao Luantong also took Nian Ling's hand and walked back.

"Brother Wang! Ling'er! Why are you back?"

Li Maozhen and Nian Ling followed them and sat down with everyone else. After taking a sip of tea, they smiled and said slowly:

"He's right. Now that I'm finally free from those constraints, it would be meaningful for me to come back and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with everyone.

Hey~ Where is my brother-in-law? He gave me a letter, why don’t I see him?”

"He might be busy..."

At this point, Li Maozhen saw a flash of disappointment in Li Zhaozhao's eyes, and laughed dumbly:

"Don't worry, he will come! He will definitely come!"

"Brother Wang! Have you seen him recently?"

When Li Zhaozhao heard Li Maozhen say this, his eyes lit up and a glimmer of hope rose in his heart.

Li Maozhen shook his head and looked at her with a mysterious smile.

Of course he had never seen it, but that did not hinder his trust in Anton Jun. The series of things Anton Jun did in Raojiang last time had already made him full of confidence in this brother-in-law.

And since Anton-kun asked him to leave his Tibetan affairs and come here, he would definitely not be absent.

This is indeed the case. Anton Jun has been planning for this Mid-Autumn Night for a long time, just to give Li Zhaozhao and Miao Luantong an unforgettable surprise.

However, at this moment, they had no idea what was about to happen and just thought of it as a moon-watching trip for a long-awaited family reunion.

Just as everyone was reminiscing about the past and watching the Kongming lanterns wrapped with people's good wishes gradually fill the night sky.

A loud roar appeared, and a firework bloomed brilliantly in it, attracting the admiration of the whole city of Fengxiang.

Then, a series of carefully designed fireworks rose into the sky, each showing different shapes and colors, some like stars, some turning into blooming flowers, decorating the night sky like a dream.

"Sister, what is this?"

Everyone stared at the scene in front of them in a daze. Miao Luantong couldn't help but ask Li Zhaozhao, but she also shook her head in confusion. She didn't arrange these things, and then looked at Li Maozhen.

"Could it be my brother?"

Li Maozhen also noticed her gaze and smiled at her meaningfully.

"This silly girl hasn't reacted yet. Such a high profile is obviously the work of that guy."

Just when everyone was immersed in the brilliant fireworks, with a slight hiss, two most special fireworks slowly rose into the sky. Their outlines were surprisingly similar to Li Zhaozhao and Miao Luantong.

One is Li Zhaozhao's dignified and gorgeous face with a charming smile, and the other is Miao Luantong's gentle, sweet and moving smile.

Both of them were shocked by this sudden surprise. At this moment, even the most dull-witted person knew who had carefully prepared this show.

The light of the fireworks gradually faded, and just when people thought it was over, the sound of fireworks exploding rang out again.

However, this time, there was an extra figure at the intersection of the fireworks and the sky lanterns.

Li Zhaozhao and Miao Luantong widened their eyes. Wasn't that the person they had been thinking about day and night?

Yes, on the Mid-Autumn Night, Anton Jun not only prepared fireworks, he also planned to use a gorgeous sword dance to give Li Zhaozhao and Miao Luantong an unforgettable surprise in the night sky where fireworks and sky lanterns intersected.

Under the moonlight, his figure was like a stream of light, with phantom swords surrounding him and wearing a white robe like flowing clouds, just like a banished immortal who had descended to the mortal world.

He jumped up lightly, his feet stepping on the void, as if he was stepping on an invisible cloud, which caused a burst of exclamations from the people in the city.

In the air, the phantom sword danced, drawing silver-white tracks. The dance was graceful, and the sword skills were sharp and elegant. Every time the phantom sword in his hand drew a sword flower, the sword beside him also drew a sword flower. There were hundreds of sword flowers, and flowers bloomed among the flowers.

Each of his moves combines power and beauty; each one seems to be dancing with the moonlight, elegant and graceful.

Li Zhaozhao and Miao Luantong stood below, looking up at this scene. His sword dance seemed to have a special magic that locked their hearts and made them intoxicated.

The light of the fireworks shone on their faces, the Kongming lanterns floated into the distance carrying the wishes of thousands of people, and Anton's sword dance was the most perfect interpretation of this emotion.

At this time, Anton Jun's heartbeat became faster and faster with the passage of time and the gradual consumption of his internal strength. He knew it was almost over, and then he began to gather his energy throughout his body and began the final climax.

Anton Jun suddenly leaped up again, his body spinning in the air. All the phantom swords gathered together and then scattered in all directions. The white light cut through the night sky and illuminated the entire city.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze and the entire Fengxiang City held its breath!

With the completion of the last sword move, Anton Jun performed a gorgeous flip in the air and then landed steadily on the ground.

Panting slightly, with sweat on his forehead, he opened his arms and smiled at them, "Wife, Tong'er, I'm back!"

"Old man!" ("An Lang!")

Li Zhaozhao ran towards him excitedly, and the two hugged each other tightly. Miao Luantong stood aside tactfully and walked forward slowly after Li Zhaozhao finished.

This moment is the real reunion of everyone.

On Yue Xiye, he completely conquered everyone in Fengxiang City.

From then on, whenever someone went out or came to Fengxiang, they would brag about the story to them, so much so that for a period of time afterwards, the story of the White-Robed Immortal was the most popular story in the teahouses in Fengxiang City.

"There is a white-robed immortal in Fengxiang who danced with swords in the sky for two stunning beauties on the Mid-Autumn Night of the first year of Qianhua. The scene is still vivid in my mind after so long. If you have seen it once, you will be satisfied in this life!"

"The figure of the immortal in white, even if you only see him once from a far distance, you will never forget him!"

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