潮篡(二十五) 除夕夜吃点甜 古代/架空 宫廷 玄幻 女频 中篇(11)

During this kind of festival, bypassing watches and ears of all people and sneaking out of palace, does is something that only “it” can do.
Chu Han unconsciously lightens his breath, listening footsteps moving in and gradually disAppear. Inexplicably, he savours a sort of odd novelty.
This dream is so, real.
After crossing few streets and turning into an alley, they can see from far, hustle and bustle of people gathering outside of alley.
Chu Han touches the hand that is lifting his waist, “Put Zhen(me) down.”

The first few steps once he gets down is like barefoot stepping on an ice surface, which made his legs loss all sensations due to chillness.
Chu Han tosses away Xue Niaoer’s hand that want to help him stand. Then, he leans against wall, kicking his legs. Soon, his legs’ motility comes back and agogly runs him into the prosperous main street.
Whole street is full of stalls. All kinds of food, gadgets, and acrobatic shows are dazzling.
Blurry faces of people are filled with bliss.