New Year's Eve arrived in a blink of an eye. Fang Ziqin dressed up for the year-end ceremony early in the morning, while Fang Zilan went to sword practice before dawn.
When Fang Ziqin packed up and prepared to drive, Fang Zilan was still sweating profusely in the courtyard. Qiu Chan could not help but say, "Miss, please rest for a while."
Fang Zilan put away her sword and took the silk handkerchief handed by Qiu Chan, "Has the empress left the palace?"
"Well, I just left a while ago." Qiu Chan brought tea over and said sternly: "Your Majesty ordered me to tell the lady that it is the New Year's social drama in the afternoon, so I have to show up no matter what."
"I know." Fang Zilan crumpled the silk handkerchief into a ball and squeezed it impatiently, "I'm not a child, and I have to tell you over and over again."
Qiu Chan chuckled, "I think the young lady has become more and more like a child since she recovered from her injury."
"No way." Fang Zilan threw the silk handkerchief to Qiu Chan and asked, "Did the queen say when do you need me to be there for the New Year's social drama in the afternoon?"
"Just before the show starts." Qiu Chan looked at Fang Zilan who was about to run, and hurriedly followed her, "Miss, where are you going?"
"Go to the pharmacy and find Awan." Fang Zilan said matter-of-factly, "After the year-end ceremony, all the officials will enter the palace to pay their respects, so it would be best to go to the pharmacy to hide and be quiet."
A Wan was stunned when she saw Fang Zilan and Qiu Chan. After hearing what she said, she became furious, "You came to me just to hide from peace?"
"Otherwise, for what purpose?" Fang Zilan looked innocent, put her arms around Awan's shoulders, and said enthusiastically: "You let me hide here for a while, and I will take you to see the New Year's social opera in the afternoon."
"I don't need you to take me with me to watch." Awan pushed Fang Zilan's hand away in disgust, but she approached him again, "It's different. I used to watch it from the audience, but this time I will take you to watch it from the top of the tower. .”
A Wanruo said thoughtfully: "Are you going to watch the New Year's social opera with the Queen?"
"As expected of little Awan, you are just smart." Fang Zilan came closer, "How about it, do you want to go?"
Awan didn't say anything as if she was acquiescing, so Fang Zilan let go of her hand, leaned back on the chair, squinted her eyes comfortably and dozed off.
"Your lady got up to practice swordsmanship this morning?" Awan frowned slightly, and Qiu Chan helplessly responded: "Isn't this the case every day?"
"It's different." Awan took Fang Zilan's pulse and said calmly: "Today is at least an hour earlier than usual."
Only then did Qiu Chan realize that due to the year-end festival, the lights in Fengyi Palace were turned on extra early, so that she thought Fang Zilan got up to practice swordplay at the same time as usual, but in fact it was more than an hour longer.
"Miss Awan, will my young lady be okay?" Qiu Chan suddenly turned pale and her voice was trembling.
A Wan clicked her tongue and patted the back of Fang Zilan's hand, "Look, if you are half as caring about your life as Miss Qiu Chan, I will be less distracted."
Fang Zilan pretended to be asleep and didn't hear. Awan snorted and got up to pick up the medicine.
Qiu Chan, on the other hand, was afraid that Fang Zilan would catch a cold, so she covered her with a blanket, and then quietly went to help Awan.
Until the afternoon, Fang Zilan yawned and stood up, had a simple lunch with Qiu Chan and A Wan, and then walked slowly to the tower.
All the adults participating in the New Year's social drama have already taken their seats and gathered together in twos and threes to talk before the official opening. However, an adult who always stayed away from the crowd and kept close to everyone caught Fang Zilan's attention.
Seeing Fang Zilan stop, Awan couldn't help but follow her gaze and said, "That dress is playing the role of you... the eternal demon, right?"
She originally wanted to say that she was the same character as Fang Zilan back then, but fortunately she stopped talking in time and took a sneak peek, only to find that Fang Zilan was not listening to what she said at all.
So she stared at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything, so she had to ask Fang Zilan: "Do you know that adult? It's strange to say that the New Year's social opera has not started yet, why is he wearing a mask? Feeling bored?"
"Otherwise, for what purpose?" Fang Zilan looked innocent, put her arms around Awan's shoulders, and said enthusiastically: "You let me hide here for a while, and I will take you to see the New Year's social opera in the afternoon."
"I don't need you to take me with me to watch." Awan pushed Fang Zilan's hand away in disgust, but she approached him again, "It's different. I used to watch it from the audience, but this time I will take you to watch it from the top of the tower. .”
A Wanruo said thoughtfully: "Are you going to watch the New Year's social opera with the Queen?"
"As expected of little Awan, you are just smart." Fang Zilan came closer, "How about it, do you want to go?"
Awan didn't say anything as if she was acquiescing, so Fang Zilan let go of her hand, leaned back on the chair, squinted her eyes comfortably and dozed off.
"Your lady got up to practice swordsmanship this morning?" Awan frowned slightly, and Qiu Chan helplessly responded: "Isn't this the case every day?"
"It's different." Awan took Fang Zilan's pulse and said calmly: "Today is at least an hour earlier than usual."
Only then did Qiu Chan realize that due to the year-end festival, the lights in Fengyi Palace were turned on extra early, so that she thought Fang Zilan got up to practice swordplay at the same time as usual, but in fact it was more than an hour longer.
"Miss Awan, will my young lady be okay?" Qiu Chan suddenly turned pale and her voice was trembling.
A Wan clicked her tongue and patted the back of Fang Zilan's hand, "Look, if you are half as caring about your life as Miss Qiu Chan, I will be less distracted."
Fang Zilan pretended to be asleep and didn't hear. Awan snorted and got up to pick up the medicine.
Qiu Chan, on the other hand, was afraid that Fang Zilan would catch a cold, so she covered her with a blanket, and then quietly went to help Awan.
Until the afternoon, Fang Zilan yawned and stood up, had a simple lunch with Qiu Chan and A Wan, and then walked slowly to the tower.
All the adults participating in the New Year's social drama have already taken their seats and gathered together in twos and threes to talk before the official opening. However, an adult who always stayed out of the crowd and kept close to everyone caught Fang Zilan's attention.
Seeing Fang Zilan stop, Awan couldn't help but follow her gaze and said, "That dress is playing the role of you... the eternal demon, right?"
She originally wanted to say that she was the same character as Fang Zilan back then, but fortunately she stopped talking in time and took a sneak peek, only to find that Fang Zilan was not listening to what she said at all.
So she stared at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything. She had to ask Fang Zilan: "Do you know that gentleman? It's strange to say that the New Year's social opera has not started yet. Why is he wearing a mask? Is it possible that he is wearing a mask?" I can’t tell you, but why don’t I know if you’re feeling bored?”
