He matched the hostess Shen Mingzhu very well, but Shen Mingzhu made people feel full of fairy spirit, while he had the aura of an evil spirit.
It was already evening, the western sky was full of clouds, and the golden sunlight covered the garden, making him feel like a visitor from outside the world.
Taking advantage of the white Taoist robe next to him, Ling Xuzi had an indescribable sense of mystery.
As soon as he raised his hand, everyone was caught off guard and heard a loud bang, which made everyone tremble.
"Ah, fireworks!"
Someone shouted, "What beautiful fireworks!"
Everyone raised their heads and followed the sound. At this time, the setting sun cast its last golden light and sank into the western mountains.
At this time, night fell and the sky was dim, but it just happened to fulfill his fireworks.
Everyone saw thousands of flowers blooming on the mountain above their heads. The flowers were clearly peonies, peonies, camellias and other large, gorgeous and dignified flowers. They were in clusters and clusters, blooming in the night sky as if they were real.
Because of the fast speed, one flower after another, one after another, it gives everyone the illusion that those flowers are always blooming and undefeated.
Everyone raised their heads, opened their mouths, and widened their eyes. They even forgot to exclaim. Only the children were shouting excitedly, "So beautiful, so beautiful!"
Apart from being beautiful, apart from being amazed, apart from being eye-opening, they have no other feeling.
This is a visual feast, more beautiful than I have ever seen in my life.
Many people were even moved to tears.
Many years later, there will never be such a scene as this time. Even after that, luxurious fireworks became popular in the palace, but they were not so realistic and sophisticated, let alone the night sky as the background.
It has become a popular saying since then to live a life as good as Shen Mingzhu's.
If only Shen Mingzhu could be as glorious as Shen Mingzhu and die without regrets, how many women in the boudoir would spend their lives with such romantic thoughts.
What's more, this kind of romance was not given by Shen Mingzhu's husband, but by Chu Ting, who regarded thousands of women as dirt!
At the climax of the fireworks, hundreds of colorful flowers bloomed freely, as if the entire spring was condensed inside, vying for the first place and couldn't wait to bloom.
At this time, Chu Ting flew up, and a pair of golden wings exploded in the air, as if they were specially customized for him.
He rode on those golden wings and waved his hand, and a huge picture scroll slowly unfolded in the sky.
At this time, thousands of flowers bloomed again, allowing everyone to see clearly the contents of the huge scroll.
Above it happened to be Shen Mingzhu's charming face, dignified and beautiful, yet elegant. Such a huge picture made people unable to help but kneel down and worship her.
What's more, Chu Ting was originally an enlightened monk who returned to secular life. He painted the paintings himself, and the paintings would have a bit of the majesty of a Bodhisattva, with his eyes moving and his lips eager to speak...
The last fireworks are a few big characters among thousands of flowers: I wish Miss Shen good luck, eternal youth, happiness and good health!
Everyone exclaimed again.
Chu Ting smiled proudly and saw Shen Mingzhu standing in the courtyard with Xiao Xian, Wen Songzhi, and Shen Mingtang looking up in mid-air.
He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his lips towards her. Although he knew that she shouldn't be able to see him, he still couldn't help but feel happy.
It would be nice to scare her.
Although she wants to marry Xiao Xian, what can Xiao Xian give her as a gift for her hair extensions?
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Hey, Monk Chu started to be narcissistic again. Haha. I smoked it, but not a chapter was released. It was really cold in the autumn wind.
