"It's so pretty! Suyue, you go play too! Ji Xiang, Ruyi, go play too! "
Su Mei and Wan Yankang's excitement lifted Murong Qiqi's mood. She gave out a firework each, and everyone started playing in the yard.
"Young Miss, it's time to make a wish! Hurry up and make your New Year's wish! "Su Mei called out. Murong Qiqi quickly clasped her hands together and closed her eyes to make a wish. After telling Bodhisattva all her wishes, Murong Qiqi opened her eyes to see a devilish face in front of her.
"Your Highness …"
"Qingqing, am I one of your New Year's wishes?" Feng Cang was a little excited and impatient, but he suppressed his eagerness, afraid that Murong Qiqi would laugh at him.
"What do you think?" Seeing Feng Cang like this, Murong Qiqi gave him a flirtatious look and gave him an ambiguous answer.
The more Murong Qiqi acted like this, the more worried Feng Cang was. He pulled Murong Qiqi into his arms and wrapped the two of them in a cloak. "Qingqing, if you don't answer me, I'll kiss you!"
"Oh!" Wan Yankang cheered from outside the cloak. Just as Feng Cang's cloak wrapped the two of them and isolated them from the others, it attracted the attention of the people around them. "Cousin, what are you doing?" Wan Yankang exclaimed exaggeratedly, and the people around him laughed.
"Your Highness …" Murong Qiqi blushed. She didn't expect Feng Cang to do something like this in front of so many people.
"Qingqing, either answer me or let me kiss you." Feng Cang could feel his cheeks burning up under the cloak, but he didn't intend to let Murong Qiqi off so easily.
"Say it …" Feng Cang's hot breath drew closer and closer to Murong Qiqi. She could clearly feel the heat from Feng Cang's body, and her face burned. Just as she was about to answer, Feng Cang's lips were already pressed against hers.
"Qingqing, I love you …" Feng Cang's voice was swallowed by Murong Qiqi's lips. The word 'love' was also transmitted to her heart through his kiss.
Although the kiss was still unfamiliar, Feng Cang was no longer as awkward as the first time. His tongue explored her fragrance in her mouth, not too deep, not too shallow, just right.
Feng Cang pulled the cloak with one hand and shielded the two of them. His other hand wrapped around Murong Qiqi's slender waist, forcing her closer to him.
"Mmm …" Murong Qiqi's cherry lips were like a blooming flower, welcoming Feng Cang's gentleness as her feet gradually left the ground. Outside the cloak, the fireworks were still there. Inside the cloak, the two were kissing passionately.
Feng Cang only let go of Murong Qiqi's lips when the surroundings quietened down. The kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Feng Cang forgot that there were still onlookers outside. When he put down the cloak, Wan Yankang's whistle was immediately heard.
Looking at Murong Qiqi's swollen lips, it was obvious what had happened between the two of them. Wan Yankang exclaimed in shock, "Cousin, you're amazing! Such a long time! We've been waiting from the old year to the new year, but you guys are giving a new year's kiss! "
Hearing Wan Yankang's words, Murong Qiqi's face immediately turned red. She buried her entire body in Feng Cang's arms, refusing to lift her head.
Murong Qiqi buried herself in Feng Cang's arms, refusing to lift her head. Feng Cang smiled and hugged her, using the cloak to cover Murong Qiqi. It was only when the crowd had dispersed that he carried her up.
"Qingqing, do you know what my New Year's wish is?" Feng Cang's long and narrow eyes were filled with lust, causing Murong Qiqi's originally pink face to turn a shade of red. She could only lift her head to stare at the stars in the night sky.
Those stars twinkled, reminding Murong Qiqi of the night sky in her previous life. It was also this bright. Godfather, I've found the person I love. Godfather, I'm living a good life here. Godfather, I finally understand the meaning of being reborn. It's to let me find my true love, to let me meet him …
On the first day of the New Year, the weather was very cold. Because she had stayed up all night, Murong Qiqi slept for a long time before waking up.
The moment she woke up, Su Mei brought a pot of Five-colored Plum Blossoms to Murong Qiqi's room.
"Miss, look at these five-colored plum blossoms. Don't they look good? This is the first time I've seen such beautiful plum blossoms! "Su Mei's words attracted Murong Qiqi's attention to the pot. Indeed, it was a small plum tree with red, pink, yellow, green, and white plum blossoms on it. It was a rare sight indeed.
"Where did it come from?"
Murong Qiqi gently sniffed the fragrance of the plum blossoms and immediately fell in love with it.
"The monks from Buddha Monastery sent it over. Before the New Year, His Highness had people send food and clothes over so that they could have a rich new year. Look, the monks from Chuchu Monastery just sent a pot of Five-colored Plum Blossoms over. They haven't left yet, they're in the plum garden up ahead! "
"Let's go and take a look!"
Murong Qiqi put on her clothes, washed up, and went to the plum garden. From afar, she saw a monk wearing a yellow kasaya. His back was hunched, and he was looking at the plum blossoms.
"Master, happy new year!" Murong Qiqi smiled and walked over. When the monk turned around, Murong Qiqi finally saw his face clearly. This was an old monk with grizzled eyebrows and a grizzled beard. His figure was thin, and his face was ugly. On the left side of the monk's face, there was a large burn mark that connected to his neck. It made him look a little scary, but he had a pair of kind and gentle eyes.
The monk did not say anything. He only put his palms together and bowed to Murong Qiqi.
"Miss, he can't speak!" Su Yue explained.
"I understand." Murong Qiqi walked to the monk's side and smiled. "Master, you like plum blossoms too? I really like the Five-colored Plum Blossoms that you sent over today. Thank you, master! "
Hearing Murong Qiqi say that she liked it very much, the monk smiled. His smile was like the white snow on a tall mountain, pure and full of compassion for all living things. The monk put his palms together again to thank Murong Qiqi, then turned around and left the plum garden.
"Master, are you leaving? Let me send you off! "
For some reason, Murong Qiqi had a special favorable impression of this benevolent old man. Even though the old man did not speak, his eyes seemed to be able to see through one's soul.
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