Lin Wanxiao paused, her heart tangled like a ball of yarn, unsure how to respond, she subconsciously murmured: "Your ..."
"Well, my lord has ordered, aren't you going to set off fireworks yet?"
The timid young lady couldn't withstand such urging, so she had to follow his lead to set off the fireworks. Without looking closely, she indiscriminately lit a few fuses, then heard several "whoosh" sounds fly into the sky.
Bam!
Crash.
Fireworks blossomed brilliantly at the horizon.
Such beautiful fireworks... Lin Wanxiao was stunned for a moment, aren't fireworks always like this? How long has it been since she set off fireworks?
Perhaps she hadn't touched them since she began studying the Biographies of Virtuous Women in elementary school.
Qin Yue exclaimed loudly and hurriedly moved in small steps closer to the fireworks, Yin Weiyin quickly pulled her back to prevent her from getting burned.
