Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

The two of them walked around the temple fair. After what had happened, Gu Qingzhi could clearly feel that Feng Zhanye's mood had improved a lot. The young man was holding a lantern in his hand, and a warm glow was reflected on his face.

"Sister Azhi, let's go back. There should be a lot of people at the fireworks display later." Feng Zhanye took Gu Qingzhi's hand, squeezed it gently, and looked up at her.

Gu Qingzhi was a little surprised and asked him with her head tilted: "Aren't you going to watch the fireworks?"

Feng Zhanye shook his head: "I am very satisfied to be able to come out with my sister tonight and see so many interesting things."

The boy smiled at her, but there was still some regret in his eyes, but he didn't intend to ask for more.

Gu Qingzhi knew that he didn't want to go to crowded places, but he shouldn't miss the fireworks display. Since it was his birthday, he should celebrate until the last minute.

Her heart moved, and she looked down at Feng Zhanye: "Aye, wait here for me, I'll be back soon."

"What? Wait..."

Before Feng Zhanye could react, the warm hand had already been pulled away from his palm. When he turned around, Gu Qingzhi had disappeared in the crowd.

The boy felt a little strange and looked for her everywhere, but she seemed to have gone far away and he couldn't find her after searching for a long time.

Feng Zhanye had no choice but to find a corner nearby, leaning against the wall with his arms folded and waiting for her. He walked in such a hurry, and no one knew what he had remembered.

"The fireworks display is about to begin! Everyone, go watch it!"

I don't know whose child shouted first, but upon hearing the words, the pedestrians on the street all rushed towards the center of Longqing Street.

Tonight is a grand celebration that happens only once every ten years, and many vendors have packed up their stalls and joined the crowd.

Feng Zhanye watched as the crowds gradually thinned out, and the street he was on soon became much quieter, but Gu Qingzhi hadn't returned yet, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

"Will it take so long?" he muttered to himself. He didn't know when he started to become bad at waiting.

Although he no longer worried that Gu Qingzhi would abandon him, she usually stayed by his side when he went out. Now that he was left alone in an unfamiliar environment, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

There's nothing to do here, so I might as well go look for it.

As soon as Feng Zhanye raised his foot, he felt his hand fall into a familiar hand.

"Aye, come with me."

The hand held him warmly and powerfully, and the person in front of him pulled him to run. The back of the man in black cloth appeared in front of him, and the hair behind his head flew in the wind, bringing a gentle breeze.

Although Feng Zhanye was still confused, he believed the person in front of him for no reason and ran after her.

Gu Qingzhi calculated the time and brought the boy into Wutong Lane. Everyone went to Longqing Street to join in the fun. The entrance of Wutong Lane was particularly quiet tonight.

Gu Qingzhi stopped in front of the old sycamore tree at the entrance of the alley and climbed up in two steps.

She turned her head and looked at Feng Zhanye. Because she ran too fast, her chest was still heaving violently. She took two breaths before speaking: "Come up."

The boy imitated her and climbed up the tree trunk, only to see a hand waiting for him one step ahead of him.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he held Gu Qingzhi's hand without hesitation, using her strength to sit steadily beside her.

"Sister Azhi, what are you doing..." By now, he was already confused by Gu Qingzhi. He didn't know what she was trying to do by doing this and that.

"Shh..." Gu Qingzhi put her finger to his lips mysteriously, with no intention of explaining.

In the moment when there was silence between the two, a bright light flashed by and a slight sound suddenly reached their ears.

In the silent night, brilliant fireworks suddenly exploded, with a deafening bang.

Immediately afterwards, the dark sky was lit up by fireworks, as if a scroll was slowly unfolding in the air.

Fireworks kept blooming in the night sky, the colorful fireworks streaked across the night sky like meteors, and the brilliant fireworks were dazzling.

Even the remaining smoke after the fireworks took on various shapes, some like rice, some like carp, implying that this year will be a good year with a happy harvest.

Feng Zhanye stared at it in a daze, his heart trembling slightly with the sound in his ears, making him choke up a little.

"I know you want to watch the fireworks display, but you don't want to go to a crowded place. Everyone is on Longqing Street, and here is the best place to watch the fireworks."

It turned out to be because of this. Gu Qingzhi's voice sounded softly, and the grievance that had been left behind was swept away at this moment.

She knew his feelings that he was unwilling to express, and she was the only one who never ignored any of his insignificant thoughts. She did her best to protect his inner fragility and inferiority, and treated him well in such a straightforward manner.

He couldn't help but look at the people around him, and saw Gu Qingzhi holding a small firework stick in her hand, with colorful soft light reflected on her face, and the tenderness in her eyes seemed to be able to melt the ice and snow all over the mountains.

"This firework belongs only to you, Ah Ye. Happy birthday. Make a wish."

The soft voice slowly flowed into my ears, and in the eyes of the person in front of me, the fireworks were so beautiful that they made me dizzy.

"If it were Sister Azhi, what wish would you make?" Feng Zhanye slightly sideways, looking at Gu Qingzhi seriously.

Gu Qingzhi looked at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky and felt that everything was beautiful at the moment. She immediately replied, "Maybe it's good weather, good harvests, and peace and prosperity for the country and the people."

The boy's eyes darkened as he spoke word by word, "My wish is for good weather, peace and prosperity for the country and the people."

Somehow, his vision became blurry and his tears fell along with Gu Qingzhi's warm smile.

The softness in his heart was clamoring almost to burst through his throat, and he gently held Gu Qingzhi's hand holding the firework stick.

The young man leaned forward, his eyes reflecting the fiery fireworks. He pressed his tender lips on the back of Gu Qingzhi's hand and closed his eyes devoutly.

Gu Qingzhi only felt the warm breath on the back of her hand, and her heart tightened. For no reason, she felt her heart soften as if it was about to melt into a pool of spring water.

She hadn't experienced this kind of dependence from her family for a long time, and the warmth at this moment was really tempting.

"Thank you, Sister Azhi, I like this gift very much."

The young man raised his slender eyes, curved the corners of his lips, and smiled warmly and frankly.

When the fireworks display on Longqing Street ended, the fireworks in Wutong Lane were still burning.

Gu Qingzhi bought a lot of fireworks. Obviously, this gift was a very successful one and also met Aunt Liu's requirements.

The two of them watched quietly as the last firework went out, and then Gu Qingzhi slowly spoke.

Just now, with the determination to make Feng Zhanye happy, she finally understood the motives of Zuo Xiang and his son.

"Aye, let me ask you, if you put a plate of food in front of a starving person and put a vicious dog next to the food, what do you think he will do?"

“If he wants to survive, then naturally, he must find ways to get food.” Although Feng Zhanye didn’t understand what Gu Qingzhi meant by her question, he still answered her.

Gu Qingzhi continued, "Similarly, the people who came to receive the alms today couldn't possibly not want to live. Since they needed food, why would they smash the porridge stall and end their own lives for the so-called evil spirit?"

Feng Zhanye was stunned. It was obvious that Gu Qingzhi knew what he was thinking.

Some confusing things in his mind began to connect. He raised his head and looked at her: "You mean... they don't need this charity at all, they just want to cause trouble?"

Gu Qingzhi nodded in agreement.

"Perhaps the homeless man's actions were not their original intention, but the reasons given by the father and son were too far-fetched. No matter how others reacted, after their instigation, the result would be to destroy the porridge stall and denounce you, who was carrying evil spirits, in order to put pressure on you."

"If that's the case, Zuo Chengyu was fanning the flames not to avenge me for the Guang'an Marquis incident, but to guide me to attack him in public. Zuo Xiang didn't explain in order to deliberately create the illusion that I was holding Zuo Xiang's family hostage."

Feng Zhanye suddenly figured out the key and looked straight at Gu Qingzhi.

"That's right. No matter what you do, it will be beneficial to Zuo Fuhong. Fortunately, you didn't get angered by Zuo Chengyu and fall into the trap he set."

Gu Qingzhi touched the boy's head, as a token of comfort for his forbearance.

"So Ah Ye, don't feel inferior or afraid because of anyone's slander. They are only targeting you for their own purposes."

Feng Zhanye smiled with relief and nodded: "Sister Azhi, I don't care anymore."

He buried his head in Gu Qingzhi's arms, secretly completing the unfinished sentence in his heart.

From now on, the only person he cares about is Sister Azhi.