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Emperor Yuan's roar shattered and echoed throughout the hall.

Empress Meng stopped in her tracks, her back view exuding a sharp edge, which made the atmosphere in the hall even more frigid.

After a long while, Empress Meng flicked her sleeves, turned around, and met Emperor Yuan's angry gaze.

"Outrageous? How have I been outrageous again? His Majesty has been chasing after everyone, it seems he doesn't want to spend the New Year with his family. So, if I go ahead, wouldn't that save His Majesty from having anything to do with me?"

Empress Meng showed no respect to Emperor Yuan whatsoever.

After saying that, ignoring the increasingly ferocious expression on Emperor Yuan's face, he turned around, grabbed Song Qingning's wrist with one hand and Xie Xuanjin's wrist with the other.

He walked out of the main hall without looking back.

An eerie silence filled the main hall; you could hear a pin drop.

Emperor Yuan was so angry that he almost fainted. Ignoring the rest of the guests at the family banquet, he turned and returned to the Qian Yuan Palace.

The family dinner ended there.

Inside the Qianyuan Hall.

Emperor Yuan paced back and forth in his room. He calmed down for a long time, but he still couldn't hide the murderous aura emanating from him.

On the desk to the side, there was the rabbit mask.

"Meng Fu, she truly doesn't respect me at all!"

Emperor Yuan's face was gloomy, as if he mistook the rabbit mask for Meng Fu, and casually picked it up as if to throw it down.

But in the end, I held back.

"I am the emperor, she..."

She disrespected him, and he was furious and resentful.

She openly defied him and went against him; it was truly despicable!

"I should punish Meng Fu!" Emperor Yuan's anger was still burning. He glanced at the silent eunuch Gao beside him and said, "Tell me, what crime should I punish her for?"

Grandpa Gao's lips twitched slightly.

He thought to himself, "Given the current state of the court, how could the Emperor possibly punish Empress Meng for a mere act of 'disrespect'?"

His Majesty has been quite erratic lately.

"Are you mute? Speak!" Emperor Yuan urged angrily.

The eunuch Gao was filled with trepidation. "Your Majesty, the Empress is just being herself and does not mean to disrespect Your Majesty."

"Reckless?" The emperor frowned.

The image of Meng Fu as a young boy, bright and dazzling on the polo field, is still vivid in my mind.

She is indeed free-spirited, unlike others.

Emperor Yuan's anger subsided slightly, and he didn't even realize that a faint smile had appeared on his face.

But Eunuch Gao saw it clearly.

Everyone knows that the Emperor deeply loves Consort Shen, and he himself believes so, but as an outsider, he sees it most clearly.

From beginning to end, the Emperor's heart belonged to the Empress.

Back then, he schemed against the Meng family, forcing the old Duke Meng to marry off his daughter, ostensibly for the sake of the Meng family's military power. However, the night the Meng family accepted the betrothal gifts, the King of Qin was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

The excitement on his face was something he had never seen before.

pity……

Eunuch Gao glanced cautiously at Emperor Yuan. The Emperor was too insecure, suppressing the Empress, even...

When Eunuch Gao thought of the death of Crown Prince Wenzhao, he secretly shook his head.

Just then, a series of loud noises came from outside.

Fireworks were set off in the palace.

When Emperor Yuan looked out, he saw that the fireworks were exploding right above the Phoenix Perch Palace.

"Where are the fireworks going off?" Emperor Yuan asked, knowing the answer already.

"Your Majesty, it seems to be in the direction of Phoenix Perch Palace."

As soon as Eunuch Gao finished speaking, Emperor Yuan strode out of the Qian Yuan Hall, leaving behind the words, "Enjoying fireworks on New Year's Eve is an old custom," before disappearing from sight.

He walked briskly, still holding the rabbit mask in his hand.

Grandpa Gao was stunned for a moment before following.

The emperor himself may not have seen through his thoughts, but he could see them clearly.

He wanted to get close to Empress Meng.

But Empress Meng...

Inside the Phoenix Palace.

Brilliant fireworks burst in the sky, their light illuminating the people on the ground, making every face beam with smiles.

"Your Highness, please make a wish."

As another firework bloomed, Aunt Ling reminded her from the side.

Song Qingning immediately closed her eyes.

Images of her father, mother, and brother flashed through her mind, as did images of Empress Meng and Xie Xuanjin.

She made a silent wish in her heart.

She wished that all those she cared about would live peaceful and safe lives in this lifetime.

When Song Qingning opened her eyes again, she saw fireworks filling the sky. Looking down, she saw Xie Xuanjin walking towards her. The fireworks reflected in his eyes, making Song Qingning momentarily dazed.

A picture suddenly flashed into my mind.

A thought suddenly flashed through Song Qingning's mind.

"How could that be?" Song Qingning shook her head with a smile.

Xie Xuanjin approached and heard her out of the blue question. Puzzled, he asked, "What?"

Song Qingning still found the thought that had just crossed her mind amusing.

Perhaps because they slept together every day, Song Qingning felt increasingly relaxed and at ease next to Xie Xuanjin, and didn't hide anything.

"It just feels strange. For a moment just now, I had a feeling that we had watched fireworks like this together before, also in this palace."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xie Xuanjin was slightly taken aback, his excitement visibly evident.

But just then, the fireworks in the sky fell, leaving only ashes.

The sudden darkness obscured the excitement in his eyes.

"But how could that be? It was clearly the first time the prince and I watched fireworks together on New Year's Eve." Song Qingning shook off her thoughts.

Fireworks lit up the sky once again.

Xie Xuanjin naturally took Song Qingning's hand.

"Perhaps this isn't the first time. Perhaps we watched fireworks together in a past life," Xie Xuanjin said.

The fireworks illuminated the two of them.

A scene from Xie Xuanjin's dream flashed through his mind.

Under the same fireworks, he was all alone, yet he could hear her beside him.

The increasingly weak voice whispered a wish, "If there is an afterlife, I wish that my father, mother, and brother will all live well..."

Xie Xuanjin looked at Song Qingning beside him.

In this lifetime, they are all alive.

Under the corridor, Empress Meng looked at the two of them, a natural smile on her face.

But in an instant, a hint of sadness appeared in her eyes, "When Wenzhao was alive, he was the one who lit the fireworks; he loved excitement the most."

Since the Crown Prince's death, no fireworks have been set off in Fengqi Palace.

"Your Majesty, Crown Prince Wenzhao can see this from heaven, and he will surely be pleased," Aunt Ling comforted her.

As another burst of fireworks lit up the sky, Empress Meng thought of the year before Wen Zhao passed away.

That year, Xuan Jin fell ill and could not be exposed to wind or cold.

Wenzhao kept Xuanjin inside, leaving a crack in the window while he set off fireworks outside, letting Xuanjin watch through the crack.

Xuan Jin was not satisfied, so Wen Zhao agreed to let the two brothers release the game together on the Lantern Festival.

But the Lantern Festival...

Wen Zhao died on the Lantern Festival that year.

Under the glow of fireworks, Empress Meng suddenly spotted Emperor Yuan walking towards her. Her eyes narrowed instantly, and the hatred that had been building up for years burst forth like a dam breaking.

"Your Majesty is in high spirits; the fireworks tonight are quite beautiful." Emperor Yuan approached, his previous anger gone.

He stood beside Empress Meng, making conversation, "You haven't liked watching fireworks for the past few years, so why are you suddenly setting them off again?"

"If you like it, I'll have some more sent over."

As Emperor Yuan spoke, he was completely unaware of the murderous glare that Empress Meng was giving him.

Until Empress Meng spoke:

"It's not that I like it, it's that Wenzhao likes it."

Wen Zhao......

The words "Wen Zhao" caused Emperor Yuan to stiffen abruptly.

Before he could recover from the panic, Empress Meng's voice continued:

"Does Your Majesty still remember Wenzhao?"

"Do you remember how he died?"