
Not protracted in the grief of losing a minister, the days of Nangong Zirui are running as usual. Li Fengran did not ask much, he chose silence and did not want to know why Nangong Zirui had made the Minister of Administration commit suicide at the palace gate. Li Fengran was just thinking about how his salary and benefits being cut could return to him.
Today, they were preparing to attend the Spring Peak Festival held by the residents of the capital. In the end, Nangong Zirui agreed to Li Fengran's request that he wanted to go to the festival.
After all, Nangong Zirui also needed to comfort himself after solving some of the problems that had occurred lately.
The horse-drawn carriage that accommodated members of the royal family departed from the palace at five in the afternoon and only arrived in the middle of the capital when night had already arrived. The capital's fanfare and excitement intensified as the King, Queen Mother, Queen Shen, and Consort Fei got off their carriage.
The royal flag fluttered, the soldiers of the sangar-faced security guard faithfully accompanied all members of the royal family. Escorts are very strict and difficult to penetrate, but it does not make people sad because they cannot speak directly with their King. At least, they could meet and meet in person and that was the greatest blessing of their lives.
Li Fengran was escorting Nangong Zirui in the back with the troops. It did not last long as Nangong Zirui suddenly pulled him to walk behind him. The man slowed down his steps, adjusting to Li Fengran's small steps.
“Are you very happy?” asked Nangong Zirui. “This is your first spring peak in the capital.”
“Very happy. Your Majesty is truly blessed to have kept a good mood until the festival arrives,” Li Fengran replied.
“That's because you managed to keep it for me,” said Nangong Zirui.
Seeing the King and the Sword Bearer whispering, some people then spoke to their friend. Some of them looked with admiration at the figure of the King and Sword Stake who looked charming tonight.
The Sword Bearers who were in their shadows were a very woman and her body was burly, very much different from the figure of Li Fengran who was small in stature and had a pretty face.
He walked beside the handsome King, and it made them think of a romance between the ruler man and the attention-grabbing little girl. Well, like romance stories that are often found in novels and some other literature.
Shen Lihua was troubled, because the one who should have stood and walked beside the King was her. However, she was held back due to her image as a beautiful woman who was graceful and dignified, who was unlikely to show her emotions before the crowd. His jealousy he had to endure in order to keep his good name.
The royal family was escorted to the tower in the middle of the city. From there, the scenery of Donghao Capital could be clearly seen. The peak spring night was festive, applause and various cries of unceasing worship reached the royal family troupe that stood proudly in the city tower.
The fireworks began and the sky became sparkling bathed in light and sound that came to change. Li Fengran stared in admiration at the sight of this new night. This is almost similar to the celebration of the new year welcome, but the ancient and thick feel with the typical simplicity of the past makes it feel different.
As Nangong Zirui said, this was his first spring peak festival. Nangong Zirui abolished the special curfew tonight, so that the residents of the capital could play freely until morning.
Streets were decorated and various stalls were erected. Some artists display their talents, while some people deliberately release lanterns.
Nangong Zirui let Li Fengran have fun after the celebration was inaugurated. With an excited heart, Li Fengran toured around the city center with Xiang Wan. He bought some things that caught his attention. Li Fengran also bought two tanghulu stabs and ate them while walking.
“Nona, the spring festival in the capital is much more festive than in Danchuan. I wonder if the Great Lord is celebrating too,” said Xiang Wan. His hands were busy holding the luggage that his employer kept buying.
“Spring festival in Danchuan, how is it usually celebrated?” asked Li Fengran. Xiang Wan then realized that his nonanya had indeed forgotten some things about his hometown.
“Every evening the peak spring festival arrives, the Great Lord will eliminate the curfew and free the residents to play as well. The Great Lord will usually also gather with the family, have dinner together and let Miss and Big Miss out to play with the waiter.”
“Not far from my shadow. How much pocket money do I have when the festival arrives?”
“Big Master usually gives twice as much to Miss than Big Miss.”
“Why?”
“Ah, Li Shiyu turned out to be more unfortunate than I thought.”
Li Fengran walked again down the crowd. He was interested in a street circus show that was held not far from where he stood.
There, several people clapped their hands over the attractions performed by the players, such as spitting fire from the mouth, lifting a huge water barrel with one hand, and several other attractions.
So crowded. Li Fengran had difficulty penetrating the crowd until he had unknowingly already separated from Xiang Wan. Suddenly his hand was pulled from behind by someone. The pull inevitably separated him from the crowd. Li Fengran looked up, he saw the figure of Nangong Zirui behind him as he continued to pull him.
“Is seeing the show more interesting than seeing me?” asked Nangong Zirui. He led Li Fengran to an alley that was a bit far from the crowd and was quite desolate.
“Why did His Majesty leave without an escort? Do you know how dangerous it is?”
“You haven't answered my question. Xiao Feng, which is more interesting?”
“Both are equally interesting.”
Nangong Zirui pressed Li Fengran's body all the way to the wall, making the woman wary and holding her weight. Nangong Zirui's head bowed, he looked at Li Fengran with a mysterious gaze. Li Fengran averted his gaze, his hands reflexively crossed protecting his own body.
“But, I don't like to be equated. Xiao Feng, how is this? You have to choose one of them.”
“Aiya, Your Majesty, you must learn generously at-mmpphh.”
Li Fengran was powerless to continue his words because suddenly Nangong Zirui pulled his nape, forced him to raise his head and he immediately kissed her. This time, they were in a very conscious state.
At first it was just a small kiss, but as the man moved his lips, Li Fengran felt like an electric shock all over his body.
He wanted to push Nangong Zirui away, but his hand seemed to lose strength and had subconsciously squeezed. Fortunately, his legs were still strong enough to support his body. Nangong Zirui opened his mouth, he tapped Li Fengran's teeth with his tongue and wanted him to open the door.
Li Fengran opened his mouth slightly and instantly came under attack from Nangong Zirui. He subconsciously closed his eyes and followed Nangong Zirui's game. It was sweet, like the tanghulu that a moment ago she ate on the street.
His feelings are mixed. He forgot the reason for the limitation that kept their feelings hidden from each other.
It would be nice if Nangong Zirui was not the King and she was not the Sword Stakeholder or the daughter of Danchuan. It would be nice if they met as ordinary humans, without titles and without power that limited feelings. They can express feelings freely, without having to hide like this.
Nangong Zirui finished his game, he removed Li Fengran's lips and gave some distance between their faces. His eyes focused on looking at Li Fengran whose cheeks were already reddened, until his ears were also reddened.
“I don't like being generous about you. I do not want to share you with others and I do not want to be equated with others,” said Nangong Zirui. It can be felt that his voice is a bit hoarse.
Even without them saying ‘I like you’, the feelings in their hearts can be clearly illustrated. There was always a wordless understanding that reached their hearts and minds, making them connect with each other. Without a word, but his feelings are conveyed so real.
”Huh, stingy base.”
Li Fengran half crouched down and as he got the chance to break away from Nangong Zirui's confinement, he used it. In an instant, the woman had already dashed away and scattered among the crowd.
Nangong Zirui looked at him with a smile. The light in his eyes did not dim, and he walked over to catch up with her.