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When she was wearing bright clothes and angry horses, she saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one night. "You said you would take me up the red walls and green tiles to see the most gorgeous fireworks, but you broke your promise. In the end, I was the only one looking at the streets of Huai'an." Shen Yunsi looked at the lanterns set off by the people and the gorgeous fireworks of the Lantern Festival. Three thousand silver threads were blown by the wind, and a piece of jade silk was tied to the light blue skirt. "Mother, it's time for us to return to the palace. Your Majesty may come looking for me again later." Zhiqiu reminded from the side. "I'm afraid I'll never see this scene in Huai'an again. Let's go back to the palace." Sitting on the sedan chair returning to the palace, Shen Yunsi took out a paper handkerchief from her purse. It was written for her by the emperor when he was young: "The beauty is standing in the distance, thinking about the floating clouds thousands of miles away."