After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

However, Shen Bingning decided to break the rules. She clapped her hands lightly, and a group of palace maids came in one after another. Each of them held a smooth stone slab in their hands and placed them in front of the ministers one by one.

Tao Ming looked at the smooth stone slab in front of him, his face full of confusion: "Queen, what is the meaning of this action?"

Shen Bingning smiled without saying anything, and just glanced at the palace maids around her. The palace maids understood what she meant, and took out the syrup and skillfully sprinkled it on the stone slabs.

Everyone watched with bated breath as vivid and lifelike Mid-Autumn sugar paintings gradually took shape.

On the stone slabs, there are jumping jade rabbits, Chang'e running towards the bright full moon, and bustling night scenes with bright lights. Each one is lifelike and fascinating.

"During the Mid-Autumn Festival, it would be too monotonous to just admire the moon. I have specially prepared some sugar paintings. You can create as you wish and depict the beautiful scenery in your mind."

Shen Bingning smiled and her words were full of invitation and expectation.

Tao Ming was the first to respond. He picked up the tools and sketched on the edge of the stone slab. His eyebrows were curved and he looked very devoted: "Although I often use ink to depict mountains and rivers, this sugar painting is my first attempt. It has a unique flavor and fun!"

"Indeed, my children will be delighted to see this!"

There were voices of approval coming from all around, and the originally tense atmosphere instantly became relaxed and happy.

Gu Linzheng grumbled to himself that this was just a toy for children, but he remained calm and composed.

Shen Bingning glanced at Xiao Yi and saw that his face was as gloomy as water, his dark eyes fixed on the stone slab. His deep gaze made it difficult to guess his true thoughts.

She then turned to Lu Zhong, who quickly presented the carefully brewed syrup.

Shen Bingning scooped up a spoonful and delicately outlined the contours of two little people on the stone slab. Her voice was unusually gentle: "This kind of Mid-Autumn Festival is what I like best."

Xiao Yi's fingers trembled slightly, as if he heard her whisper, but he remained silent and said nothing.

Shen Bingning caught his subtle reaction, maintained a gentle smile on her lips, and continued her sugar painting creation with full concentration.

With her skillful hands, two little figures with unique shapes were finally formed. They sat side by side on a huge stone, and the picture was warm and harmonious.

Shen Bingning stopped what she was doing and handed the iron spoon to Xiao Yi, her tone as gentle as ever: "Here you go."

Xiao Yi looked at the familiar yet distant scene in front of him, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was pulled back to a time forgotten by everyone in an instant.

At that time, every Mid-Autumn Festival, every family gathered together, but he was the only one left alone in the deserted Liufang Garden, spending one spring and autumn after another facing the lonely bright moon.

It was not until he was fifteen that Shen Bingning appeared and his Mid-Autumn Festival became warm and happy. Although they were poor at that time, she always found a way to sneak into the imperial kitchen, search for the remaining white sugar, slowly melt it on the brazier, and then drip it on the stone table to draw sugar paintings.

"Xiao Yi, it's boring to just eat mooncakes. Look at my sugar paintings, they are fun and delicious!"

She smiled brightly and drew two crooked little people, her face full of pride and satisfaction: "This is me, and that is you!"

Despite the difficult living conditions, he felt unprecedented happiness in her company, as if all the feasts in the palace were not as precious as the slightly clumsy sugar painting in front of him.

Every time she finished drawing the little man, she couldn't wait to give him the iron spoon and urged him, "The most important moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, let you draw it!"

As it is now.

Xiao Yi came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, then took the iron spoon. Just like he had done countless times in the past, he slowly poured out a full moon over the heads of the two little men.

The little man looked up at the full moon in the sky, as if he had merged with the real world and was sharing the Mid-Autumn Festival at this moment.

Shen Bingning keenly captured this fleeting opportunity and softly suggested, "How about we spend every Mid-Autumn Festival like this from now on?"

Xiao Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a complex and indistinguishable emotion flashed in his eyes.

One had to admit that Shen Bingning was very good at touching people's hearts. She used the beautiful memories of spending the Mid-Autumn Festival together in the past to cleverly awaken the memory buried deep in his heart, awakening that...

Xiao Yi never refused her request.

"it is good."

He responded in a low voice, with unquestionable firmness in his voice.

The smile in Shen Bingning's eyes became even brighter. She knew that this was the best time, so she deliberately raised her voice to ensure that everyone present could hear clearly: "So, Your Majesty, are you satisfied with tonight's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet?"

Xiao Yi glanced sideways, as if he instantly saw through her intentions. His expression showed a clear understanding of everything, and he responded briefly and forcefully: "Yeah."

Shen Bingning secretly thought that something was wrong. She quickly assessed the surrounding environment. Under the moonlight, the stone road was glowing faintly. The flowers on both sides were swaying in the night breeze, but they became the most unfavorable obstacle at the moment.

She must find a breakthrough to escape the entanglement of this mysterious guard.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

Shen Bingning pretended to be calm, trying to delay time with words and find a way to escape.

Her eyes moved quickly between the guards and the surrounding environment, looking for a possible escape route.

The guard remained silent, but his body language revealed a threat that could not be ignored.

He slowly approached, and every step he took treaded on Shen Bingning's heartstrings, causing her heart to beat faster, with fear and confusion intertwined.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps approached from afar, breaking the tense confrontation.

Shen Bingning was delighted and turned around to see two palace maids holding lanterns, walking towards her, as if they were looking for her. Here was her chance!

She quickly adjusted her posture, and taking advantage of the moment when the palace maid appeared, she rushed to the flowers on one side, shouting loudly: "Come and protect the emperor!"

The movement was so fast that the guards following closely were caught off guard.

The branches and leaves in the flowers brushed against her dress, making slight noises, but Shen Bingning didn't care about that. She knew that as long as she could reunite with the palace maid, she would have hope of escaping danger.

The palace maids heard the call and quickened their pace, waving the lanterns in their hands, illuminating the path ahead.

Just when Shen Bingning was about to rush out of the flowers and meet the palace maids, the guard appeared in front of her silently like a phantom, and stretched out a hand like lightning, trying to grab her arm.

Shen Bingning reacted quickly, dodging sideways and at the same time using all her strength to throw the box of pastries in her hand at the guard. The pastries scattered all over the floor, buying her a few precious seconds.

Taking advantage of this brief gap, Shen Bingning finally reunited with the palace maids. They were panicked, but immediately surrounded her, forming a human wall, escorting her to retreat towards the brightly lit hall.