led with such intense love.After this, An'er will only be able to dance for her husband alone.is gentle, but also domineering.Looking at the woman before him, who was panting slightly, Bei Chen Yi did...: []

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Yun An'an's fiance

Wang Zhanggui's expression was extremely surprised, his mouth wide open enough to fit a basket of eggs.

If the man before her was Yun An'an's fiancé, then what was the Emperor

Yes, although the events that happened five years ago led to Yun An'an's death, they were directly related to Saint Heaven.

In one sense, the Emperor is still Yun An'an's husband. From another perspective, Yun An'an is the Empress of Beichen Kingdom.

Now there's also a fiance, if the Emperor knew...

Wang Zhanggui's expression was indescribable, and Beichen Lin didn't care what Wang Zhanggui was thinking.

Putting down the pouch of medicinal herbs in his hand, Beichen Lin strode a few steps to Yun An'an's side and tightened the fox fur cloak around her shoulders.

You're not feeling well. Catching a cold can lead to wind-cold illness.

"I'm not that delicate, am I You're making me sound like Lin Daiyu."

Qi Feng was so worried that she almost felt like a useless burden, incapable of taking care of herself.

"I wish you were a dainty little thing."

A warm smile appeared at the corner of his lips, Beichen Lin nestled and gently kissed Yun An'an's forehead.

What do you want to eat for dinner

"I don't feel like eating. ~ I heard from the maids that there will be fireworks tonight, so I want to go to the Viewing Pavilion by the river to watch them."

"When it's cold, if you want to see fireworks, I'll buy them for you... Alright, alright. Tonight, I'll take you to see fireworks."

Yun An'an merely cast a glance, and Bei Chen Lin acquiesced.

This scene left Wang, the shopkeeper watching from the side, speechless. He didn't know what to say, and for both of them, it was clear that they were out of place to stay any longer.

"Miss Yun, this old man will take his leave first. I'll have a carriage prepared for the two of you to go to Wangjiang Pavilion in the evening."

Thank you, Manager Wang.

Wang Zhanguai left the courtyard. Looking at the figure disappearing at the end, a hint of coldness appeared in Bei Chenlin's eyes.

"Should we take care of him"

"No need, Wang the shopkeeper is just here to visit me. Besides, even if he knew, so what"

He, undoubtedly, was Bei Chen Yi.

They will have to meet.

Yun An'an had been thinking about what she would do when she met Beichen Yi. Would she cut off his head, dig out his heart, or stab him in the abdomen

Thinking of such a scene, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She was secretly looking forward to the moment when they would meet again.

The night descends, enveloping heaven and earth.

The dazzling fireworks exploded in the night sky, illuminating people's faces.

On the edge of Wangjiang Pavilion, Yun'an raised her head. Beneath her white veil, her blood-red eyes gazed at the fleeting fireworks in the night sky. She slowly extended her hand, wanting to grasp those streaks of light in her palm.

Boom—

Boom boom boom —

The deafening roar was like thunderclaps all around.

"Excuse me, would you mind moving aside a little"

At this time, a couple pushed their way out of the crowd. The man protected his wife, and the woman held her child's hand. The family of three walked through the crowd to the outside of the Wanging Pavilion.

"I told you to be quicker, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what happened, someone else probably took over the Wáng Jiāng Pavilion."

Beichen Rongrong kicked Jiang Yan with a huff, Jiang Yan scratched his head awkwardly and smiled, not forgetting to comfort his wife's little temper.

"It was my fault, I promise there won't be another time."

"Father said the same thing last time, Mother. Please don't forgive Father, he will make mistakes again."

"He knows his father best. At five years old, young Master Jiang was certain that Jiang Yan wouldn't correct his mistakes and would repeat them next time."

"You little brat, I'm your father! You don't even speak to your father like that."

"Help the stranger but not your own kin, that's what father always said."

A pretty little fellow, as handsome as a porcelain doll, raised an eyebrow.

"Humph~ Even my son can't stand to look at this anymore. You better not think about sleeping in the room tonight."

"Rongrong, I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong."

"Mother, don't believe Father."

Little ginger, Ping An, grinned mischievously. His father, Ginger Yan, was so angry he wanted to hang him up and beat him severely, but since his wife was present, he couldn't lose his temper.

"Mother, don't you want to go to the Viewing Pavilion to watch the fireworks My son has a way."

The little guy smiled, released Beichen Rongrong's hand and ran towards Wangjiang Pavilion.

"There are a lot of people, don't let go of your mother's hand, An'an, don't run around."

Beichen Rongrong called her son's nickname and, following Jiang Ping'an, ran toward Wangjiang Pavilion.

Ginger also chased after him, thinking to herself that when she got back, she should find some excuse to beat her son up and vent her anger.

"An An, don't run around, wait for mommy."

The little guy had already arrived at the Wanging Pavilion. Looking at the two people standing in front of him, he reached out and tugged at Yun An'an's sleeve.

"Beautiful older sister, may I discuss something with you"

Yun'an lowered her head, looking at the little boy who had run in front of her. For some reason, he gave her a very familiar feeling.

"Kid, what are you going to do"

Speaking was Beichen Lin. Looking at the stinky kid dragging Yun An'an's dress, his sword eyebrows shot up.

"Put your hands down, don't you understand the principle that men and women should not be intimate"

Beichen Lin doesn't care how old the person in front of him is. To him, any man must maintain a certain distance from Yun An'an.

Noticing the hostility in Bei Chen Lin's eyes, the little guy also frowned.

"Uncle, I'm only five years old. You're so jealous you're eating me up! Get a blush on your face, oh!"

Psst—

Yun Anan laughed out loud, who's little mischievous sprite is this so cute

"Little one, what's your name"

The more I look, the more familiar it seems, especially those eyes, they look just like someone I know.

"Back to big sister, my name is Jiang Ping'an."

"An An."

Outside the Pavilion of Looking at the River, Bei Chen Rongrong tightened her waist and shouted out Jiang Ping'an's childhood nickname. Her voice carried a hint of mild anger.

You're becoming increasingly disobedient. Your mother told you not to wander off in crowded places. Do you want to make your mother angry

"Rongrong won't get angry, she'll have a stomachache. As your husband, I'll punish our son well to make you feel better!"

Jiang Yan also chased over, just struggling to find an excuse to discipline his son. Now he had ample reason.

You little brat, today I won't beat your ass until it blossoms, I can't get this hatred out of my heart.

"An An, there's no need to bother others, come over."

"Oh~"

Jiang Ping'an let out a greeting, glanced at Yun An'an, then pouted and walked towards Bei Chen Rongrong.

Hearing the familiar voice echoing in her ears, Yun An'an slowly turned around. Beneath the white veil, her blood-red eyes met Bei Chen Rongrong's, and a smile stretched from the corner of her eyes to her lips.

His voice had also become a little hoarse.

"Rongrong, long time no see."

Bei Chen Rongrong, who was holding her son's hand and turning to leave, suddenly stopped.

She just now seemed to have heard Yun An'an's voice.

It must be an illusion.

But, the voice was so clear, ringing out truly and distinctly, just a few steps away from her.

Is it really an illusion

Beichen Rongrong didn't dare to turn around, she was afraid, afraid that what she heard was a hallucination.

As for Ginger Yan, he stood aside and hadn't turned around yet. When he saw the woman at Wangjiang Pavilion, his eyes widened in surprise for a moment.

"Yun… Yun'an'an"

"It was me."

Yun'an's voice sounded again, and Beichen Rongrong also turned her head to look.

Under the fireworks, Yun An'an in white with red hair stood right before me, her eyes filled with redness.

With every step she took, tears welled up in Beichen Rongrong's eyes.

When he arrived in front of Yun'an'an, Beichen Rongrong was already crying like a teary little doll.

The jade hand trembled slightly as it caressed Yun An'an's cheek, its temperature icy and piercing. Yet, it truly conveyed to Bei Chen Rongrong that she was real, not a figment of her imagination.

"An An"

"Mm."

"An An, is it really you I can't believe I'm not dreaming, can I"

"No."

"Hello."

Over and over again, she repeated "An An," then suddenly, Bei Chen Rongrong took a step forward and tightly hugged Yun An An.

"Hello, you're alive! You really are still alive!"

Bei Chen Rongrong, howling and crying loudly, didn't care about the gazes of others; she just wanted to vent her emotions.

Yun'an gently patted her back, soothing her agitated emotions. Her crimson eyes also flickered with a red glow.

"Daddy, who is that older sister Why is Mommy crying so loudly"

Ginger Peace's little head was full of confusion.

He had never seen his mother cry like this before, her tears filled with such sorrow.

Jiang Yan didn't know why Yun An An would appear. She was a woman who had died five years ago and now was back to life, which was both shocking and joyful.

She is your mother's very good friend, and it was because of her that you changed your name to Jiang Ping'an.

"Oh~, I see."

Ginger nodded in a way that showed she understood but not completely. Being able to become friends with her mother meant the older sister must be really, really nice and beautiful, which was exactly the type he liked.

I don't know how long she cried, Bei Chen Rongrong's eyes were red and swollen from crying, but her hand still clutched Yun Anan tightly.

"An An, where have you been for these five years Why didn't you give me a message to let me know you were still alive."

"Do you know how many gold ingots I stack and how many incense sticks I burn for you every year I'm afraid you don't eat well or dress well over there."

"But you, you were alive and never told me. Not even if someone had sent a letter back, at least I could have found some peace of mind."

Northern Star Rongrong's heart was filled with resentment, but her concern and worry were carefully concealed within every word she spoke.

Yun An sat quietly on the side, allowing Bu Bei Chen Rongrong to grumble about her dissatisfaction, a faint smile always lingering on her lips.

“Well, I was recuperating in a beautiful place. My wounds have healed now, so I've come back to see you all.”

Yun Anan didn't say that she had lived in hell every day for the past five years, but told Bei Chen Rongrong that she was living well, really well.

"If you're doing well, please send me a message. When I heard about your death, you have no idea how heartbroken I was."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.

Beichen Rongrong took a deep breath and casually wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Forget it, the best news is that you're back safe and sound. Come on, come to my place. Tonight, none of us are going to sleep until you tell us everything that happened over the past five years."

As Beichen Rongrong pulled Yun An'an up, booming sounds echoed one after another. The night sky was once again illuminated by gigantic fireworks.

In the place illuminated by fireworks, a dark figure stood amidst the crowd.out and ran to Yun An'an, kneeling down before her and kowtowing in gratitude."I heard from Girl Qing that if it weren't for you, not only would she be in trouble, but even our Yanyulou wouldn't have...