Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Since the curfew was lifted in the previous dynasty, the Da Chu Night Market has become increasingly prosperous.

In addition to the thousands of lights competing for display, there are also acrobatics that stretch for miles, singing and dancing. Especially near the end of the year, the streets are full of colorful lights, like a brilliant starry sky.

Shen Nanqiao had not seen the prosperity of the world for a long time, and looked out from the curtain of the carriage.

The iron-swallowing sword, the ladder to heaven, and even the child balancing a bowl on his head and walking on a rope, every one of them makes you want to keep your eyes glued to them.

When the carriage turned the corner, Shen Nanqiao came back to her senses reluctantly, and then she realized that the two of them had left her father, the Minister of Rites, alone in the Marquis' Mansion.

After her rebirth, although she no longer had hope for the father-daughter relationship, Da Chu advocated filial piety.

After all, Shen Mingde is Ning Su's nominal father-in-law, so it is somewhat inappropriate for him to do this.

"Is it appropriate for us to leave him alone like this?" She hesitated and asked, "Will he bite you back? Why not..."

"Why don't you think about whether you have brought enough silver." Ning Su's handsome face was hidden in the flickering light.

Shen Nanqiao heard his joking and felt a little unconvinced.

"You can eat or drink anything you want on this street. Just tell me. I'll take care of it all."

Ning Su turned his head when he heard that. The pink ball's delicate features were particularly dazzling under the light. In his eyes, it was as if he had gone back many years.

The little fat ball held up the purse, carefully took out a handful of gold and silver dumplings, and put them all in his hands with unquestionable heroism.

"If you want to eat candied haws, maltose, and sugar figurines, go buy them all!"

That pink and tender face at that time overlapped with Shen Nanqiao in front of him, and Ning Su's eyes couldn't help but smile.

But Shen Nanqiao's heart sank.

She is not a fool. Ning Su's eyes are clearly looking through her at another person.

The prophecy that the Queen Mother uttered that day in the Cining Palace popped into his mind without warning: If it weren't for that incident, he would have been married long ago.

Is Ning Su missing that person? The girl he almost married?

Thinking of this, my originally high spirits suddenly became waning.

Ning Su watched the little girl's smile disappear little by little, and was a little confused.

"It's just a small amount of money, and you regret it before you even spend it?"

Shen Nanqiao reached for his waist and then pulled open his outer robe. Ning Su was startled and quickly turned his head away.

Is the little girl so distressed that she is confused? Why is she undressing?

Shen Nanqiao untied the purse from the waist of his shirt, opened the bag, and poured it onto Ning Su's legs.

Gold and silver ingots of all sizes rolled out, and she looked a little angry.

"If you have the guts, eat all of this tonight!"

If they hadn't been together the whole night, Ning Su would have suspected that she had been drinking.

However, after years of working in the harem and seeing concubines with different tempers, it is said that women's hearts are as unpredictable as the sea.

He thought that Fentuanzi was a girl after all, and he didn't know what she said just now that made her unhappy, so it would be better to stay away from her.

So he stopped talking.

Shen Nanqiao felt even more upset that he chose to remain silent when she should have been asking the truth, and finally she couldn't bear it any longer.

"Did you have a sweetheart?"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a loud roar outside.

Shen Nanqiao was startled, thinking that there was another assassin robbing the road, and then he saw flames all over the sky outside the curtain.

She didn't care about anything else. She reached out and lifted a corner of the curtain, and saw countless fireworks rising into the sky. Dots of gold decorated the sky, and spots of light were everywhere. From a distance, it looked like an endless river of stars.

The cheers of the people came from the moat not far away, and almost everyone within sight was looking up at the sky.

"Longfu Temple has fireworks on the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month." Ning Su explained at the right time, "It's been a popular custom since the time of the late emperor."

Shen Nanqiao also knew this. It was said that the emperor's childhood sweetheart loved fireworks the most, so they would be set off on the first and fifteenth day of every lunar month.

The day of the accident happened to be the Lantern Festival, and we had agreed to watch the fireworks after releasing river lanterns.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. The late emperor suddenly fell seriously ill. The girl waited for half the night, but what she got was Empress Sun's private soldiers.

After Emperor Ming ascended the throne, he started setting off fireworks at Longfu Temple on the first and fifteenth days of every lunar month, perhaps to commemorate the previous emperor.

Shen Nanqiao sighed softly, unable to tell whether it was fortunate or unfortunate for the daughter of the Imperial College chief academic officer to be the daughter of the Imperial College chief academic officer.

Fortunately, she missed the chance to become queen, and also lost her beloved and child.

But if it is unfortunate, someone has loved her wholeheartedly for his whole life, even if it is a short life.

"What did you ask me just now?"

The courage she had gathered seemed to be dispersed by the fireworks, and she could no longer ask the questions she had just asked.

Shen Nanqiao turned his eyes away to conceal his mistake.

"nothing."

The carriage was heading towards the moat. Not far away, there were a few heavily made-up girls standing on a pleasure boat. From a distance, drinkers could be seen clinking glasses inside. On the stage, actors were still singing softly, their voices so sweet that you could squeeze out honey.

Although I couldn't hear the content clearly, I could guess from the men's applause, laughter and booing that the words they were singing were not clean.

Shen Nanqiao's cheeks flushed, and she immediately felt that the carriage, which was not very spacious to begin with, became even more cramped.

Ning Su saw her face change and knew that this lady from a noble family was not used to listening to obscene songs and lyrics, but if he asked someone to stop the car to stop her, it would seem even more deliberate.

"The street intersection is just ahead. It's quieter there." He turned his head, trying to ease Shen Nanqiao's embarrassment.

Shen Nanqiao nodded slightly and was about to draw the curtain to block out the hustle and bustle outside the window, but his sight was attracted by a familiar figure at the corner of the street.

He was a teenager, and under the light one could vaguely make out his delicate features.

He was wearing a dark robe with dark patterns and a cloak on the outside. People passing by occasionally glanced up at him and thought he was the son of some wealthy family.

But Shen Nanqiao saw it at a glance.

That's obviously the prince!

What was even more bizarre was that the prince actually ran straight towards the pleasure boat where obscene songs were being sung.

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Shen Nanqiao: If you want to control him, he will offer his tricks to you.