Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

Chapter 264 New Year's Eve

It's the 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

Qian Renxue's voice was very soft.

Ling Feng nodded.

"Ah."

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"The Lunar New Year is the day after tomorrow."

Ling Feng nodded.

"Ah."

Qian Renxue smiled.

"You're such a boring person."

I'm not excited about the Lunar New Year.

Ling Feng looked at her.

"Are you excited?"

Qian Renxue nodded.

"excited.

I'm always excited for Chinese New Year.

Ling Feng looked at her.

"why?"

Qian Renxue thought for a moment.

"Because during the Chinese New Year, everyone is together."

No need for cultivation, no need for official duties, no need for war.

All they do is eat, drink, play, and have fun.

She paused.

"And there were fireworks too."

Ling Feng looked at her.

"You like fireworks?"

Qian Renxue nodded.

"like.

Fireworks are beautiful, but fleeting.

Ling Feng looked at her.

Beautiful things are all fleeting.

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"Therefore we should cherish it even more."

The two looked at each other but said nothing.

The snow was still falling, landing on their shoulders and their hair.

On the distant city wall, the banner of the Martial Soul Empire fluttered in the wind.

Golden angels and coiled dragons shimmered in the snow.

As night deepened, the crowd dispersed.

Zhu Zhuqing returned to the east wing, sat by the window, and looked at the snow outside.

She was still wearing the silver hairpin that Ning Rongrong had given her, and the cat on the hairpin glittered in the candlelight.

She reached out and touched the hairpin, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Her eyes welled up with tears when she recalled Ning Rongrong saying, "It's a New Year's gift. I hope you like it."

She hasn't received a gift in a long time.

She lay down and closed her eyes.

She had a dream, a dream about Dai.

wake up.

Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes. There was snow outside the window, and moonlight shone in through the window screen.

She sat up, looked at the snow outside the window, and smiled slightly.

On the 27th day of the twelfth lunar month, we slaughter the New Year's chicken and go to the market.

She bought New Year's goods today, ate candied hawthorns, and received a silver hairpin.

She was very happy.

She lay down and closed her eyes.

She slept soundly that night.

The thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month, Lunar New Year's Eve.

Before it even got dark, the snow in Wuhun City had already stopped.

It was as if even God wanted a good year, so He hid the clouds and revealed a clear sky.

As the sun set behind the western horizon, it bathed the entire city in a golden-red hue.

On the city wall, banners with angels and dragons fluttered in the wind, their golden patterns gleaming in the setting sun.

Red lanterns were hung up in every household in the city, and Spring Festival couplets and paper-cut window decorations were pasted up.

Smoke rises from the chimneys of countless homes, mingling with the aroma of food, and drifts in the cold wind.

The main hall has also been renovated.

The entrance to the main hall was decorated with New Year pictures that Jin Chen had bought, the door frames were decorated with Spring Festival couplets chosen by Ning Rongrong, and the windows were decorated with paper-cut window decorations made by Zhu Zhuqing.

Although the haircut was crooked, Ning Rongrong said, "This is Sister Zhuqing's heartfelt wish," so everyone said it looked good.

Zhu Zhuqing stood on the steps of the offering hall, looking at everything before her, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welled up inside her.

She was wearing a new outfit, which Ning Rongrong had taken her to a tailor shop to have made a few days ago.

Her red cotton-padded jacket, with white rabbit fur trim on the collar and cuffs, made her small face appear even whiter.

She was still wearing the silver hairpin that Ning Rongrong had given her, and the cat on the hairpin shimmered in the sunset.

"Sister Zhuqing, you are so beautiful!"

Ning Rongrong ran out of the offering hall, wearing a new pink cotton-padded jacket, with two pigtails, and her little face was rosy.

Her nine-jeweled glazed pagoda spun in her palm, its seven-colored light illuminating her small face.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at her.

"You are beautiful too."

Ning Rongrong smiled and took her hand.

"Let's go! The New Year's Eve dinner is almost ready! I made so many delicious things today!"

Zhu Zhuqing was pulled into the dining hall of the offering hall by her.

The cafeteria was brightly lit and steaming.

In the center was a large round table, which was already full of dishes: braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed fish, roast chicken, dumplings, rice cakes, fried pork belly, fried lotus root slices, fried eggplant slices, fried spring rolls, and several other dishes that Zhu Zhuqing couldn't name.

The bowls and chopsticks were set out neatly, and the wine glasses were filled with wine.

Jin Chen was already sitting at the table, wearing a new dark blue cotton robe, his hair neatly combed.

He grinned when he saw Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong come in.

"You're here! Please sit down! I'm starving!"

Ning Rongrong glared at him.

"Brother Jin Chen, all you ever think about is eating."

Jin Chen scratched his head.

"It's Chinese New Year, what's the point of not eating?"

Dugu Yan and Hu Liena also arrived.

Dugu Yan was wearing a new dark green cotton robe, her long dark green hair was draped over her shoulders, and a jade hairpin was pinned to her head.

Hu Liena wore a new red cotton-padded jacket, her long red hair was as flamboyant as flames, and she wore a red velvet flower on her head.

They walked in side by side and sat down next to Jin Chen.

Xie Yue and Yan also arrived.

Xie Yue was wearing a new black cotton robe, his face was cold and stern, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned.

Yan was wearing a new red cotton-padded jacket. He was tall and strong, like an iron tower.

They sat opposite Dugu Yan and Hu Liena.

Ling Feng emerged from the depths of the offering hall, dressed in a long black robe embroidered with a golden coiled dragon, with a coiled dragon staff slung diagonally behind his back.

His hair was tied back, revealing his angular face.

Qian Renxue followed behind him, wearing a long white dress with golden angel wings embroidered on the hem, her long golden hair cascading over her shoulders, and a holy sword hanging at her waist.

A faint smile graced her face.

Jin Chen looked at them, his eyes lighting up.

"Boss, Sister Xue'er, you're here! Please sit down!"