Rumors of a Bad Queen

Festival (revision)

Festival (revision)

Not long after that the shopkeeper came while carrying three wine jars. As the distinctive and fragrant arcs spread out, Huaran asked Bai Qingyun.

"Do you want to pour me a cup of wine?"

Bai Qingyun shook her head. "I'm not strong enough to drink wine."

Huaran nodded in understanding, but when he intended to take another wine jar, the wine jar was already taken by Qiuxi. "Qiu'er you must not drink it because it is still a minor!"

Seeing Qiuxi who seemed to be daydreaming made Bai Qingyun ask. "What's bothering you about Qiu'er?"

"I'm thinking of something important.." Qiuxi was still half-dreaming as she held one arak in her hand.

It was in the 21st century when he was twenty-five years old and living in Jakarta, because he was just a pathetic beggar unable to afford wine and because of the poverty he used to be, Qiuxi never once tasted what it was like to drink wine or alcohol, even if never, ever, even when he closed his eyes forever at the age of two fists, he never knew how the taste and aroma of wine, alcohol or the like to forget his suffering.

So when he got it in this world, Qiuxi couldn't wait to drink it.

Seeing Qiuxi still being swept away in her own daydream, Bai Qingyun asked. "Are you thinking about Brother Feng? I didn't see him last time in our Pavilion."

Qiuxi shook her head and said. "You mean Feng Shui?"

Bai Qingyun nodded. "He wasn't always with his wife.."

"What do you care!" Qiuxi did not accept that anyone would be bad at Feng Shui, because when he read the original novel, the character he liked the most was not the male protagonist Yin Jinze, it was rather Feng Shui who had always accompanied the real Lin Qiu Xi and had always been loyal to her to the end, and if there was one person Qiuxi had never suspected in this world..

It is just Feng Shui.

Other than her such way of thinking, naturally Qiuxi did not want to tell Bai Qingyun that she actually ordered Feng Shui to look for as many people as possible, either, training them to become murder weapons belonging to his own organization. And it had been three days that Feng Shui accepted the task he had also already given a report of about fifties willing people, most of them were familyless people, he said, poor and homeless as in his old life would be his people under his command and because when there is someone who gives him a place to shelter, then they will not refuse him.

"I'm going to the Crescent Eclipse Inn first." Qiuxi put the wine jar back on the table and she had not even drunk it a single drop, as her interest in drinking wine had now evaporated.

Seeing Qiuxi want to leave first, Bai Qingyun immediately stood up. "I will accompany you Qiu'er."

Qiuxi shook her head and she pointed at Huaran who seemed to have already lost half consciousness after drinking the three urns of wine. "You have to help her walk and I can also go alone."

Due to Huaran's state, Bai Qingyun could only sigh and let Qiuxi go to the Crescent Eclipse Inn first so she nodded in understanding. "Well, you have to be careful.."

When I first came to the black market, Qiuxi did not see any children on the streets, however, it is different from today because there are so many small children who celebrate their festival while wearing gold clothes with dragon toys to enjoy the excitement of the Golden Dragon Festival.

Qiuxi walked alone in the middle of the black market crowd celebrating the Golden Dragon Festival. Once upon a time in the central continent when humans first came to know cultivation, massacres were always rampant wars and living humans would be filled with dreadful death every time. But that scale has been scaled down by a mysterious, silk-haired human wearing a glowing golden garment that flew down the sky to create the world it is today, humans remember him as the Golden Dragon God and that day is always celebrated as the Golden Dragon Festival.

"Miss, dragon balloon for the festive festivities I give you a discount because you're a very beautiful person." The balloon toy dealer offered Qiuxi a face mask and only had a pair of black eyes, of course, praising the beauty of not being able to see her face was clearly just nonsense.

Qiuxi rejected him indifferently. "I don't need."

But as Qiuxi walked away after a few steps, she turned to the balloon merchant earlier. "You gave me a discount, didn't you, so I bought one.."

The merchant smiled kindly. "Thank you miss"

Regarding the story circulating about the Golden Dragon God made Qiuxi want to admire that figure, Qiuxi was intending to fill up a little time to enjoy the festival event with one dragon balloon in her left hand while looking at the excitement she felt the first time, Qiuxi muttered. "The Golden Dragon Festival isn't bad either.."

The sound of firecrackers was heard along the way. The kids make the festival even bigger. At the end of the road was also seen a three-year-old boy who got lost in the crowd who seemed to be losing track of his mother, the little boy approached the people and asked them. "Did you see my mother?"

"Our son doesn't know what your mother looks like, just ask someone else."

The boy showed a disappointed expression then asked the other person and he got an almost similar answer, he kept repeating his action until asking Qiuxi.

"Did you see my mom? Please don't tell me brother didn't see it, I don't know who else to ask.." The boy almost cried but kept trying to hold it.

Qiuxi was silent for a moment. "I don't know your mother.."

The boy immediately cried loudly but a dragon balloon immediately stopped his crying.

"I don't know your mother, but I'll keep you company until I see you." The squatting Qiuxi adjusted the height of the little boy to his height while giving him the dragon balloon he had just bought earlier and his way of comforting the little boy, similar to the hospitality of his Indonesian father back then, and when Qiuxi saw the little boy she would remember her own childhood.

Because Qiuxi had to know the name of the boy to find his mother, so he asked. "Little boy what's your name?"

"My name is Sun."

"A very good name. Sun'er would you like to see that show for a minute?" Qiuxi pointed at the stage that held the golden dragon show, as it was the most eye-catching place so it might be easier to find Sun's mother.

Sun immediately nodded, they then looked at the show together. The audience members made it difficult for them to see the show and they could not walk closer to the stage.

Until a little boy who saw Sun's balloon shouted. "Dad! I want the balloon in his hands!"

"We'll lose line if dad buys it now."

"Take it for me!" The boy pointed at the balloon that Qiuxi gave to Sun earlier.

Sun hurriedly secured his balloon behind his back. "My brother gave it to me! You can't take it!"

"Little boy I won't take it, I'll exchange it for money."

"Do I hurt your brother and you!?"

Sun remained adamant about not giving it away and he changed his paled expression then looked at Qiuxi.

Qiuxi wanted to say something before someone's hand preceded his speech and touched his hand while starting to wrap his hand inside a large, warm palm.

A foreign man who was cupping Qiuxi's hand asked them. "What do you mean you want to hurt my wife and child?"

Qiuxi, "...."

Who's your wife?