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Chapter 63 The Dark Prime Minister vs. The Prince in the Cold Palace 10
"Is it...leaving the cold palace?" Situ Jing couldn't believe what he heard. He paused, then asked hesitantly and expectantly.

"Otherwise, what's so fun about the cold palace?"

"I'll change it right away!"

She looked at the anxious boy with amusement. After all, he was only eleven years old... After today, he would be twelve years old.

As the New Year approaches, more and more people are walking on the street. Wearing a veil, Ling Mo takes Situ Jing hand in hand and walks onto the street.

There are all kinds of small things for sale in the market. Situ Jing rarely came out when he was the crown prince, and he couldn't come out even more after he was sent to the cold palace.

So almost everything feels new.

Ling Mo was also generous. He bought whatever he wanted, but in the end he stopped because he couldn't hold it all.

Carrying two boxes of cakes, she led him to the river, where a small boat was moored on the shore, waiting for them.

"Sir, please come in!" When the boatman saw the wooden sign in Ling Mo's hand, he immediately greeted them warmly.

Walking into the cabin, you will see the exquisite paintings and carvings. The silk curtains sway in the wind, letting out a hint of coolness, and the gold and silver ornaments on the wall sparkle with brilliance.

Situ Jing looked at everything and felt a little strange. Ordinary people could not book a flower boat of this specification. How did the fairy sister book it?
They walked all the way inside until they reached the wooden house on the boat, pushed the door open, and both stopped.

"Master——"

A row of women in light gauze skirts knelt respectfully, their bodies lowered so low that some indescribable scenery could be seen.

Ling Mo reacted and quickly closed the door.

Feeling the gloomy gazes of the people around her suddenly looking at her, her expression froze on her face, slightly embarrassed: "Haha, they are all... here to perform singing and dancing."

Wearing so little in the middle of winter, and looking like a prostitute, is this just singing and dancing?

Situ Jing is just young, not stupid.

His tone was very calm, and he looked up at her: "Sister Fairy likes this?"

Fairy sister likes women?

Are all gods like this?

For the first time, Situ Jing felt panic because he was just a mortal and not a god like Ling Mo.

Ling Mo's eyes widened slightly.

She's not, she doesn't!
Because Ling Mo in his soul state was an illegal resident, and booking a banquet or a boat required an identity card, the ship was booked with the help of the Prime Minister's subordinates.

She didn't know what it looked like before she came.

"Ahem, I wanted to give you a surprise. If you don't like them, just let them go."

He didn't know what these people did to him. Ling Mo saw the murderous intent in his eyes and immediately asked everyone to leave.

Black sesame glutinous rice balls, so murderous all day long!

People feel busy when they are embarrassed, at least that's how she feels now, she picked up the wine glass and brought it to her lips only to realize that she was in a soul state and couldn't eat.

"Sister Fairy, you haven't answered me yet."

"Answer what?" She put down the cup.

"Do all gods like the same sex?" Situ Jing hid his hands under the table, clenching the cloth, waiting for her answer.

Ok?
Ling Mo glanced at him, somewhat surprised that this was his focus: "The gods are most free to do whatever they want, as long as they like someone, it doesn't matter if they are male or female."

When Situ Jing heard her words, his tense expression relaxed instantly and his eyes sparkled.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Looking at the table full of delicious food, Ling Mo changed the subject.

"Food. Of course I have to eat what Fairy Sister prepares for me." Situ Jing no longer wolfed down his food. Although there was no nanny to teach him the rules, he looked calm and composed, which was pleasing to the eye.

There should have been singing and dancing in the hall, but now there is no one and it seems empty. There are only two people sitting at the table by the window, one eating and the other watching. It is quiet and leisurely, and the years are peaceful.

Suddenly, a loud bang broke through the night sky, followed by the second, the third... Then, fireworks bloomed in the night sky, like flowers scattered by fairies, dazzling and bright, like beautiful paintings slowly unfolding in the night sky.

"Happy birthday."

The fireworks were beautiful, a beauty he had never seen in the cold palace. They appeared in his eyes so suddenly, just like when she descended from the sky with a wisp of bitter fragrance and saved him from the abyss.

With a huge shock in his heart, Situ Jing turned his head to look at Ling Mo, and unconsciously held the crystal clear jade pendant in his hand and began to stroke it.

Sitting by the window, the evening breeze blew across the river bank, sweeping the girl's black hair and also stirring the boy's heartstrings.

"Sister Fairy, I..."

"Hmm?" She looked back at him, puzzled.

Her eyes were too clear, without any emotion.

His thin lips moved slightly, and he finally turned his head in embarrassment, pretending to be calm and said: "It's okay, I want to thank you."

What was he thinking about?
She is a god, and he is just a man.

When he was old and frail, she still had this youthful face.

Why should an eternal and free God fall in love with a short-lived and selfish person? Is he worthy?
Situ Jing, wake up. Once you say something, no one can help you out of the predicament.

The heartbeat I feel now is nothing more than a momentary emotion caused by the fireworks that blind me.

After playing for a night, Ling Mo brought his people back to the cold palace, then conjured up a brocade box and handed it to him.

"Birthday present, open it after I leave."

After she said goodbye, she turned around and waved goodbye. Her misty blue tulle sleeves fluttered in the air, which was exactly what she meant to be free and easy.

What is so mysterious?
Situ Jing obediently waited until she could no longer be seen before opening the box.

A black long sword lay quietly in the wooden box, the sword body gleaming coldly and exuding a sharp aura.

The patterns on the sword are simple and mysterious, and seem to contain ancient power, making people want to find out more.

Situ Jing's eyes lit up, and he immediately took it out and touched every pattern. When he touched the word "Gouwen" at the top, his eyes were shaken.

The most famous sword in the world - Goushi!
It was actually given to him as a birthday gift by the fairy sister? !

Excited, he ran out and swung his sword twice. Although his sword skills were still crude, the sharpness of the sword made him look decent.

No matter how dark he is, he is still a young boy who likes all kinds of cool things.

Tired of sword dancing, he lay back on the bed holding the sword.

The scabbard wouldn't hurt him, and he just couldn't let it go. Before going to bed, he was half asleep, wondering how the fairy sister got the sword...

As the New Year's Eve party approaches, preparations become more and more intense.

Envoys from various countries also arrived in Beijing one after another.

The emperor's hair has been falling out in clumps recently, several princes are fighting fiercely, and the ministers in the court are also uneasy, bothering him with all kinds of trivial matters.

After the first busy day, he actually regretted confining the prime minister, but what could he do? He was the emperor, how could he change his orders every day? He could only grit his teeth and deal with three times more memorials than before.

Three days before the New Year's banquet, the emperor finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"Pass the order down. The New Year banquet will be held immediately. I will show my sympathy for the Prime Minister's contributions over the past two years. He will not be detained any longer."

(End of this chapter)