Granny Qiu stepped forward curiously and asked, "Princess, what's wrong?"

Everyone around Cao Yuan stared at her, giving her strange looks.

"Outside, what's making that noise outside!" Cao Yuan's eyes were filled with terror, and her expression was blank.

"Fireworks! We set off fireworks all year round here! You probably haven't seen them in Wei. They're unique to the palace in Shu, and even the common people don't have them."

"Fireworks?" Cao Yuan couldn't help but exclaim softly, her beautiful eyes slowly turning to the sky outside the window.

Brilliant streaks of light streaked across the sky like shooting stars, followed by bursts of dazzling fireworks soaring into the night sky.

These fireworks seemed to possess a life of their own, rising higher and higher into the sky. Once they reached a certain height, they exploded in an instant, transforming into enormous, vibrant flowers, each vying for attention with its own unique beauty.

Each firework, with its unique shape and color, fully displays its charm and style in the night sky.

Cao Yuan's initial shock turned into admiration.

It turns out that the Shu Kingdom could not only make explosives, but also turn them into such amazing things as fireworks, something that the Wei Kingdom did not have.

If this fireworks-making equipment could be introduced to the State of Wei, the people of Wei could also feast their eyes on it.

Granny Qiu stepped forward and pressed Cao Yuan into her seat, saying, "Princess, please sit down! Everyone's watching!"

"Hahahaha~"

Xiao Jingfeng laughed loudly, "Princess of Wei, do you still think you're on the battlefield? Why don't you get up and fight us?"

The people around them also laughed.

Cao Yuan blushed, looking down at the intricately carved patterns on the wine glass in her hand, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

It took Cao Yuan a long time to raise her head. She watched the fireworks outside. Today was New Year's Eve, a day for family reunion.

I thought that with the war, we probably wouldn't be able to get through the year, but it ended early, so the people of Wei should be able to have a good year.

I wonder if my maternal grandfather was able to eat mooncakes at the border.

The palace servants also began serving the dishes.

The appetizers were the same at every table, but Cao Yuan's were different; she had an extra familiar pastry.

"What is this?" Cao Yuan asked the palace servant who was serving the dishes.

"Your Highness, this is chestnut cake."

"Chestnuts? You have chestnuts here?" Cao Yuan asked curiously.

"I don't know," the palace servant said before leaving.

"It's probably His Majesty who instructed the kitchen to prepare these specially. We don't often have these chestnuts here; they're a specialty of Wei," Granny Qiu explained.

Cao Yuan's eyes were slightly red. She looked at Chu Yan, who was talking to Liu Xueqing. After Cao Yuan looked away, Chu Yan turned his head to look at her.

Their eyes did not meet.

At the palace banquet, the sounds of string and wind instruments filled the air, and dancers swayed gracefully. However, all of this seemed rather dull to Cao Yuan. She took a sip of the wine in her cup, only to find a bitter aftertaste.

Finally, Cao Yuan could no longer bear the boring atmosphere. She slowly stood up, took light steps, and walked towards Xiao Sheng, who was sitting on the high seat. When she got closer, Cao Yuan bowed gracefully and said softly, "Your Majesty! Cao Yuan is feeling unwell from the wine and would like to return to the palace to rest for a while."

At this moment, Xiao Shengxi was holding a graceful dancer in his arms. His eyes were slightly drunk and hazy, as if he was completely immersed in the gentle embrace before him, and he paid no attention to Cao Yuan's words of farewell.

Upon seeing this, Cao Yuan bowed and then turned to leave.

Just as she reached the door, a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. When Cao Yuan saw the person's face clearly, she couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

"Royal sister?"

"Why is she here?"

"Yeah, what's she doing here? Who let her out?"

The crowd murmured among themselves.

Chu Yan looked as if he had seen a ghost; no one expected such an annoying person to appear at this family banquet.

Chu Yan stood up and was about to go up when Liu Xueqing grabbed him, "Your Highness, you can't go!"

"His Majesty has already banished her to the Cold Palace, so you must avoid any appearance of impropriety."

Cao Yuan was somewhat surprised to see her, "Royal Sister? You're also participating..."

"Take me home! I want to go home." Zhao Yang stepped forward and grabbed Cao Yuan's arm.

Cao Yuan gently comforted her, "Your Majesty is not ready yet... You should go back first, and I will plead with His Majesty in a few days, okay?"

“You don’t want to take me with you. You want to go home and leave me here alone.” Cao Chun shook off her hand.

“I won’t go home. I’ll stay here with you. I know you miss home and your father. I’ll let you go first when I have the chance,” Cao Yuan said patiently.

"Liar! You're a liar too!" Zhao Yang shook off her hand, shouted loudly, and shoved her hard.

"Then...then...can I go and beg His Majesty to let you go home? Wait for me!"

Cao Yuan glanced at Xiao Shengxi with difficulty, then turned and walked in his direction.

"Liars, you're all liars!" Cao Chun's eyes widened in anger, her gaze like two cold beams of light, filled with endless hatred and murderous intent.

She gripped the dagger tightly in her hand, its sharp blade gleaming with a chilling light.

Like an enraged wild beast, she lunged at Cao Yuan's back without hesitation.

Xiao Jingfeng's words echoed in her ears: "Kill her and you can go home."

"do not want!"

"Ah Yuan! Watch out!"

Chu Yan stood up and casually threw the wine glass in his hand at Cao Chun's hand.

As Cao Yuan turned around, Zhao Yang's dagger had already fallen to the ground.

As the dagger fell, all the guests present screamed.

"Ah! Someone's committing murder!"

"Protect Your Majesty!"

A large group of soldiers entered from outside. Cao Chun was so frightened that he ran around the hall and was eventually surrounded by the soldiers.

"Ah! Home! Home!"

"I want to go home! I want to go home!"

Cao Yuan walked over and grabbed Cao Chun, asking in surprise, "Royal Sister! You want to kill me?!"

"You, you won't take me home, you're a bad person, a bad person!" Cao Chun broke free from her, taking small steps backward, his eyes filled with terror.

"Bring him up here!" Eunuch Liu shouted.

Everyone at the palace banquet knelt down.

"Let me go, let me go!"

The soldiers grabbed her arms and led her to the front of the palace.

"Your Majesty, it was Princess Zhaoyang who brought a knife to the Emperor's presence and attempted to assassinate Princess Huayang."

"Zhaoyang?"

Xiao Shengxi looked at Cao Chun, he had forgotten that there was such a person in the Cold Palace. His eyes were filled with fierceness and impatience. He was sobered up a lot and threw the dancer in his arms to the ground.

Chu Yan strode over and exchanged a glance with Cao Yuan. He didn't intend to explain anything, knowing that if he spoke, it would only further enrage Xiao Shengxi.

"Your Majesty, my elder sister has gone mad. It must be because someone deliberately taught her to bring a knife to the palace. Please investigate thoroughly."

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