After hearing this story, Mo Yuyan and Lan Qianyu fell silent. After a long time, Mo Yuyan said,"It's indeed very touching." I didn't expect there to be such a touching story behind your Qixi Festival.”
Lan Qianyu nodded." That's right. That's why this story can be passed down through the ages and passed down from generation to generation. It's just like the story of the Dragon King and the Phoenix Girl in your world that people yearn for and worship."”
Mo Yuyan nodded his head as if he understood something. He suddenly remembered that there was a Dragon Boat Festival, right? "Then, what's the story of this Dragon Boat Festival? Can you tell me about it?"
Today, Lan Qianyu seemed to have memorized it patiently. When he said he wanted to hear it, she agreed,""Alright, I'll do it. In fact, the Dragon Boat Festival was dedicated to a person.”
Qu Yuan was a minister of King Huai of Chu during the Spring and Autumn Period. He advocated the selection of talents, the strengthening of the country and the strengthening of the army. He strongly advocated the alliance against Qin, but was strongly opposed by the nobles such as Zilan. Qu Yuan was greedy and left his post. He was driven out of the capital and exiled to the Yuan and Xiang rivers. While he was in exile, he wrote immortal poems such as Li Sao, Tian Wen, and Jiu Ge, which were concerned about the country and the people. They were unique and had a far-reaching influence (thus, the Dragon Boat Festival was also called the Poet's Day). In 278 B.C., the Qin army broke through the capital of the Chu Kingdom. Qu Yuan felt like his heart was being cut by a knife when he saw his motherland being invaded. However, he could not bear to abandon his motherland. On May 5th, after writing his final work, Huai Sha, he hugged a stone and threw himself into the Miluo River. He used his own life to compose a magnificent patriotic movement.
Legend has it that after Qu Yuan's death, the people of Chu were extremely sad and rushed to the Miluo River to mourn Qu Yuan. The fishermen rowed their boats and went back and forth on the river to retrieve his real body. A fisherman took out the rice balls, eggs and other food prepared for Qu Yuan and threw them into the river. He said that if the fish, prawns and crabs were full, they would not bite Doctor Qu's body. People followed suit. An old doctor brought a jar of realgar wine and poured it into the river, saying that it was to make the flood dragon and water beast dizzy so as not to hurt Doctor Qu. Later, for fear that the rice balls would be eaten by the flood dragons, people thought of using neem leaves to wrap rice, wrapped with colorful silk, and developed into brown seeds.
From then on, on the fifth day of the fifth month of each year, there was a custom of dragon boat racing, eating zongzi, and drinking realgar wine. This was to commemorate the patriotic poet Qu Yuan.
"Is there such a patriotic person in the world today? He had actually used his own life to compose a magnificent patriotic movement. However, I've never heard of the patriotic music movements you mentioned, such as Li Sao, Tian Wen, and Jiu Ge. Are they poems?”Mo Yuyan dutifully acted as a good baby who asked questions when he didn't understand.
Lan Qianyu nodded again.”
"Then, are there any other stories? Continue." He suddenly felt that not only was the story moving, but even the way Yu 'er told the story was also very charming.
"Alright," Lan Qianyu smiled faintly.
Just like that, the two of them sat in the hall of the main building, one telling a story, the other listening to a story.
These heart-wrenching stories made countless servants cry silently. It made Gu Ran unknowingly appear in the light and sit on a chair to quietly listen to these stories from the princess consort's mouth. It made Hua Cheyu, who was dressed in red, unable to resist leaving the butler behind to sit with Gu Ran in the front hall to listen to the story. It made the servants stop what they were doing and sit on the ground in the front yard to listen to the story while crying.
At this moment, Lan Qianyu and Mo Yuyan were standing on the most prosperous Chang 'an Street in the Mo Kingdom. Just as Xuanyuan Bing had said, there were lights everywhere, illuminating the entire Chang' an Street. The people on the road were all wearing different masks as they walked on Chang 'an Street. They looked strange and were laughing happily.
Lan Qianyu couldn't help but twitch her lips again after the incident that happened when she was telling the story in the Imperial Residence. Were they too emotional?
Suddenly, she felt a slap on her head, and Mo Yuyan's magnetic and pleasant voice came from above her head,""What are you thinking about?"
She glared at him and rubbed her head.""If you hit someone's head, you'll become stupid."
Puff...
This was the first time he had seen such a cute Lan Qianyu and he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Because they had already changed their appearances when they left the house, they didn't have to worry about being seen through. Seeing Lan Qianyu's expression darken, Mo Yuyan sensibly coughed and changed the topic,""Ahem. Alright, look at the masks here.”
Lan Qianyu then shifted her attention to the different masks on the stall. She raised her jade-like hand and picked up a mask of the Grim Reaper. She smiled and said,""I want this."
He stared blankly at Lan Qianyu's smile. Although she had an extremely ordinary face, the light in her eyes was still so attractive. Coupled with his smile, even his extraordinary face became very pleasing to the eye. Mo Yuyan also smiled.
His smile was different from Lan Qianyu's coldness. It was an extremely gentle smile and his smiling eyes were slightly raised. It was as if the entire world had become incomparably sunny, even though it was night at the moment. The only flaw was that his smile was only directed at Lan Qianyu. To everyone else, it was cold and domineering.
"Alright," he said. He also took out a Hades mask and put it on.
Thus, the two of them walked on the bustling street with different masks. There were people holding torches and cheering everywhere. They were cheering for such a festive festival.
"Mother, I want my mother. Boohoo."
A low cry entered Lan Qianyu and Mo Yuyan's ears. He was probably separated from his mother. Lan Qianyu couldn't help but turn around and walk towards the source of the crying. What she saw was a dirty little girl curled up in a corner. Helpless tears fell like a broken kite. The cold wind made her body tremble slightly…
Looking at this little girl, Lan Qianyu was inexplicably reminded of herself. When she was young, the first time she came into contact with such darkness, she was just like her, curled up in a corner and crying. No one came to help her or comfort her, only her godfather's cold voice echoed in her ears," If you want to survive here, you must learn to face and be strong. Otherwise, there will be no place for you in this place where the strong prey on the weak.
Mo Yuyan stayed quietly by her side, watching her unable to control herself, seeing the sadness in her eyes, seeing the pity in her eyes. His heart ached slightly, as if countless needles were stabbing into his heart. He felt sorry for her, but he could not enter her heart and be her support for life. At this moment, he was even more determined to make her accept his heart.
Lan Qianyu walked towards the girl and spoke to her in the gentlest tone of her life, hoping to soothe the uneasiness in her heart,""What's wrong with you?"
When the girl heard the voice, she stopped crying and raised her head curiously. When she met the pair of extremely gentle eyes, she was inexplicably…The uneasiness and fear in her heart disappeared just like that. At this moment, she became very calm and serene. She sobbed and said,"Mother died yesterday. My house was paid off by my father for gambling debts. My father thought I was a burden and chased me out. I…I miss mother. Wuuu…"
Her heart, which had just calmed down, became extremely sad again when she mentioned the most important woman in her life. She cried without caring about her image…
No wonder she was dressed in rags, no wonder she was no different from a beggar, no wonder she cried so sadly. Lan Qianyu placed her hand on the girl's head and gently rubbed it, just like a mother gently stroking her child. She smiled and said,""Then…Are you willing to come with me? From now on. I'll be your mother."
Mo Yuyan was taken aback as he looked at the little girl and shifted his gaze to Lan Qianyu. In the end, the corners of his mouth curled up. Not bad, not bad. He would directly level up and become a father. This feeling was not bad…
The girl widened her eyes in disbelief and stammered,"Then…then will you…will you abandon me…like my father? I…I can do laundry and cook, and I can do many, many things. Don't leave me behind, okay?”The girl's voice became very urgent.
Lan Qianyu caressed her cheek with a little heartache. This child looked to be only about five years old, yet she already knew how to do so many things. She said with heartache,""No, I don't need you to do anything. I just want you to live happily. Let's go."
The girl nodded in surprise. Looking at her outstretched hand, the girl trembled and was about to pass her small hand over. However, when her eyes glanced at the black spots on her hand, she retracted her hand. Big Sister was so clean, she must be afraid of getting dirty. Hence, she wiped her hands vigorously on her body until a pair of white hands grabbed her hands. She then stopped and looked at Lan Qianyu in confusion.
However, Lan Qianyu only held her hand and smiled gently at her,""What's your name?"
The girl looked at the pair of tightly held hands and suddenly felt a warmth in her heart. So, she smiled with tears of happiness."Guoguo, Mother has always called me that.”
Lan Qianyu nodded her head in understanding, completely ignoring Mo Yuyan on her other side. She smiled at Guoguo and said,""Then you'll take Mother's surname from now on. Your name is Lan Guoguo.”
Without waiting for Guoguo to nod, Mo Yuyan suddenly interrupted,""No, it should be called Mo Guoguo. Guoguo, I am your father.”
Guoguo nodded obediently. Lan Qianyu glared at Mo Yuyan." My daughter will naturally take my surname. Why are you interfering?"”
Mo Yuyan just smiled gently." Wife, we are husband and wife. Your daughter is my daughter. The child follows her husband's surname. What's wrong with calling her Mo Guoguo?"”
"No, don't forget that we're just a couple in name. She has nothing to do with you, so it should be Lan Guoguo.”
"No, it should be called Mo Guoguo." Mo Yuyan looked at Lan Qianyu's child-like serious expression in amusement. It was rare to see her like this, so he decided to argue with her childishly.
"Lan Guoguo."
"Mo Guoguo."
"Lan Guoguo!"
"Mo Guoguo!"
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