Chapter 17 Fireworks

The sea is endless, the sky and the earth are connected, and there are hazy green mountains in the distance.

It was almost late at night when the two carriages were at the seaside. The waves beat the sand and rocks, and the sound sounded in their ears.

Walking out of the carriage hand in hand, Qingzhu was really surprised to see the scene in front of him. There is a huge wooden platform on the beach, which is neatly piled up with cylindrical red firecrackers. Those firecrackers are surrounded in a heart shape, and there is a square fireworks in the middle.

not far away, Feng Yang has prepared two benches and a wooden table, just waiting for their arrival at this moment.

In the evening, the sea breeze was very hard, and Qingzhu's body trembled violently. Qin Zheng went to the carriage to get a black fox skin cloak to help her wear it carefully. He whispered in her ear, "It's cold at night. If it's still cold, there are cotton-padded clothes in the carriage."

Such a careful and thoughtful man is not common in ordinary people, let alone a king. Hearing this, Qingzhu is naturally happy and happy, and try not to smile.

Qin Zheng hugged her tightly, carefully and lovingly, like holding a rare treasure, and the two of them walked to the wind together.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready!" Feng Yang bent down and arched his hand, "Just waiting for your order."

"I know, go down!" Qin Zheng nodded with no expression, and then thought of something, "Go back to the royal palace first. There is no need to serve here."

"Your Majesty," Feng Yang was a little worried. "You are Jin Zhi Yuye. It's not a joke if you meet a gangster assassin in this barren mountain."

"I can cope with it." Qin Zheng ignored him and helped Qingzhu to sit down on a bench. "Isn't my skill as good as yours?" He thought he was good at martial arts. Even if there were villains provocations, it was not a problem to solve three or two with his bare hands.

"What are you talking about, prince?" Feng Yang did not dare to confront his master and immediately said softly, "Your martial arts skills are world-class. I know that no matter how cunning and sinister the enemy is, I can't hurt you at all, but the thousand concubines are delicate. In case of a fight, you have no time to worry about her, if the Empress has a slightest injury, it will not be worth the loss."

Hearing what he said, Qin Zheng was silent for a while, "Then you will come back in an hour, ah, no, two hours later."

"This...is!" Feng Yang had no choice but to resist the stubborn master, but to retreat.

"Bamboo, when I went to light the firecrackers, the sound will be louder, and I will cover my ears to shock you." After saying that, Qin Zheng took out the fire folds from his sleeve pocket and burned it a few times. Then he walked to the front half of a long cannon twist and squatted and lit his body, and then trotted back.

The cannon twist is long and thick, and it is made of many twists together. After lighting it, it sneers at Mars.

Soon, a loud noise appeared in the sky, and then the sound of cannons sounded one after another. The sound became louder and louder like a bean, one wave after another, and the waves were higher than the waves. In a blink of an eye, the sea was wrapped in silver and sparks splashed everywhere.

The night sky was first red, green, purple, accompanied by a shocking explosion, followed by a large area of gorgeous red, overwhelming, like countless stars flashing. Fire bombs rushed to the sky, blooming beautiful flowers, gorgeous and colorful. Qingzhu raised his head and covered his ears and smiled. His smile was as bright as fireworks.

Qin Zheng looked up and looked at the sky like her. At this moment, the fireworks were really beautiful and amazing. The corners of his mouth rose, and the man stared at the delicate and soft woman beside him, and his heart was in full bloom.

In the night, a beautiful woman sits gracefully under the silver-white moonlight, with beautiful eyes like water, her eyebrows like green feathers, her skin like condensed fat, and her small and lovely nose with cherry blossom-like red lips. She was dressed in a long goose-yellow dress and a black cloak. Rumo's black hair rose high, with a jasper hairpin inserted in his head, which was very charming.

It would be great if Lv Qingzhu was really an ugly girl. Even if it's not as long as she is safe and follows me sincerely, Qin Zhengquan can not care about the past.

Suddenly, there was a loud "coax", the cylindrical gun around it had been burned, and the four-square flower tube in the middle made a thunderous explosion. Because the sound was much louder than before, the woman couldn't help shaking her whole body.

Qin Zheng's brain was blank, flew over to help cover her ears, and carefully stared at each other. Then there was a burst of white light. The night sky lit up, and a few big words suddenly appeared in the ink-like sky: Happy Birthday!

Qingzhu finally understood in an instant and suddenly became enlightened. Why did Qin Zheng not fight back tonight, scolded him, and complained about his hard work? He must have regretted his guilt for not celebrating her seventeenth birthday.

He bit his lips and smiled with a faint smile in his blurred tears. Qingzhu is just an ordinary person. Her emotions will rise and fall, and she will be happy and sad. She is so delicate that she only gives it to the good people in her heart. This is the real woman who is naive.

"Good, why are you crying again?" Qin Zheng looked at her with tears and laughter, gently patted her on the back, and stroked her spine. "Recently, things in the court are complicated, which has left you neglected. I know that you have been implicated and criticized because of the matter of Lao Taishan, and even the women in the house have bullied you in a new way. Zhuer's grievances Qin Zheng knows that I have already explained the wind. If anyone dares to treat Qianfei coldly, I will let him raise his head to see him.

The woman buried her head in his neck and cried even more fiercely.

"Good bamboo, don't cry like this at any time. My heart is broken." Qin Zheng held her face. He kissed her eyes and swallowed her tears, which made her cry. What is the salty warmth**? It's a woman's tears.

In order to distract her, he said, "Are the fireworks beautiful tonight? This is the late birthday gift I gave you, and our love will be as dazzling as the silver flowers flying in the sky.

Qingzhu's heart thumped. Although the spark was beautiful, it was a pity that the beauty was too short to flash and disappear. How can anyone compare this kind of thing to love? Although she is unhappy, she can't break it and destroy such a good atmosphere. After all, Qingzhu has the consciousness and ideas of modern people and does not believe in these superstitions.

"Fireworks are really beautiful, but they are too short-lived." Qingzhu was intoxicated in his thoughts, "I devoted myself to the prosperity of my life, only for the most beautiful and gorgeous moment. Do you think if it were you, would you choose the most beautiful moment or a plain life?"

"Life must be full of joy, and I would rather be brilliant for a moment rather than be unknown all my life." Qin Zheng's inadvertent answer finally became a difficult portrayal of their love.

Some people can't understand whether the man in front of them is an angel or a devil. He can beat himself ruthlessly and flatter himself in a low manner. Which one is the real him?

With her little hand holding her chin, she stared at him and asked very seriously and naively, "Qin Zheng, am I important or socialism in your heart?"

"Of course it's you!" Answer without thinking.

"So...who is more important, me or revenge?" When a woman breaks the casserole and asks to the end, she must know the answer.

"This can't be compared. One is a person and the other is a matter!"

"To be honest, hurry up!"

Qin Zheng hesitated for a long time, and finally answered hesitantly, "Revenge has been the only driving force that has supported my survival since I was a child. It is better to die than to avenge my life. Therefore, I must revenge."

Hearing everything, I suddenly felt the emptiness of life and was powerless to ask him, "Are you sure of the answer?"

The man nodded cruelly.

With heartache, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, you didn't lie to me, otherwise I would really ignore you. Hasn't your wish always been revenge? Maybe it won't be long before you can become the emperor who cares over everything and reigns over the world. When you fulfill your wishes, Lv Qingzhu will naturally become the first in your heart. At that time, we will live in seclusion in the downtown and be a pair of big secrets praised by the world. Spitting out against his will, a heart is as painful as rolling over the tip of a knife.

"Zhu'er, you're not angry. Is what you said true?" Qin Zheng squeezed her shoulders excitedly and shook them vigorously.

"Lightly, it hurts!" Xiu frowned slightly, and the woman said in a reproachful tone, "Let go. It's so late to go back to rest early."

Qin Zheng gave her a sincere smile and took her into his arms, "Let's not leave tonight and rest here."

"Ah?" Qingzhu disagreed with this proposal, "It's freezing. Do you and I sleep on the street?"

There was a bad smile on the man's face, "How could it be? The carriage is warm and comfortable. Let's seize the opportunity. There is still half an hour left. I don't know if there is enough time!"

"What?" Qingzhu's bewildered nose suddenly realized, "It's not good here." When he got in touch with him, he didn't let himself eat that piece of stinky tofu, and spent two hours on Fengyang. He thought he must be salute to himself. After understanding the intention, her porcelain-like face immediately turned red.

"The seaside is empty, and few people come," a man hooked his evil lips. "Your delicate voice in the cave that night was really beautiful. I can't sleep almost every night. It's good today. There is no one around. Zhu'er can safely and boldly shout it, so that she won't have any scruples in the royal palace and can't let go of her singing voice.

"You...you..." Qingzhu was so angry that he was speechless and wanted to turn around. She only remembered that night because of drugs, she was promiscuous and happy. As for how big the moan was at that time, she didn't care about it at all. Now it's okay and has become his joke.

"Zhuer, don't go!" Qin Zheng wrapped his arms around the woman's delicate body. "How long have I not touched you? Please pity me!"

raised her hand and picked up the sharp jaw, and her cold slender fingers couldn't help shivering. She wanted to push but couldn't bear to destroy such a good atmosphere. She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and waited for each other's lotion. A moment of blending.