Qin Qingluo silently carried Qin Yue away, without looking back.
Due to the New Year's Eve, the maids either took leave to visit family or retired early, making the Prince Mansion very desolate. Along the corridor, the swaying red lanterns outlined tall and straight shadows.
"Whoosh, bang!"
"Crackle, boom!"
The sharp whistles pierced the night sky. Qin Yue secretly looked up at the sound, seeing bursts of fireworks leaping into the sky, splendidly blooming. Golden chrysanthemums, colorful willows, fiery trees, silver flowers; the sky over Dragon Tail City was filled with brilliance, gradually obscuring the moonlight. Sulfur and smoke drifted into the Prince Mansion with the wind, and there seemed to be lots of laughter inside.
Qin Yue suddenly thought that a few days ago, Daddy set off fireworks with others but not with Father.
The brilliance in the sky occasionally illuminated Qin Qingluo's hard side profile, flickering on and off.
