Yuqiongyin

The Flower Festival is grand, like a gorgeous painting.

Without the constraints of curfew, Shengjing is full of vitality at night.

Chu Chenning and Rong Yunqi sat in a carriage and slowly arrived at the bustling center, Zhuque Street.

The two of them changed into simple robes, and Rong Yunqi opened the carriage curtains, looking at the streets lined with flowers and colorful flags flying high above. People were dressed in costumes and wearing masks, and there were laughter and joy. Everything was a beautiful scene.

"Don't be envious, we have it too."

Chu Chenning took out two masks from the box and shook them in front of Rong Yunqiu.

The blood jade carved jade flowers are coiled layer by layer, complex and gorgeous, like a dream of prosperity, intoxicating. The texture is delicately carved, and each petal is lifelike, as if swaying in the wind, exuding a charming fragrance.

The two put on their masks, and Chu Chenning got off the carriage first, smiled, and stretched out his hand to the young man, "Let's go."

Rong Yunqi nodded, placed his hand in the girl's palm, and used her help to get off the carriage.

The noisy streets were filled with enthusiastic hawking and cheerful laughter. Lanterns of various sizes were hung high, lighting up the entire Suzaku Street, like stars falling on earth.

Two people wearing masks walked hand in hand.

Even if they changed into simple robes, it couldn't conceal their extraordinary temperament. Just standing quietly in the crowd was enough to attract everyone's attention.

On both sides of the street, stall owners were enthusiastically soliciting customers, and the calls of hawking could be heard one after another. The two walked and stopped, and finally reached the end of Zhuque Street.

The most important activity during the Flower Festival is lighting lanterns. Even though it was already midnight, the banks of the Que River were still bustling with people.

In this bustling crowd, there are young lovers, holding hands, with their eyes shining with longing for the future; there are older couples, leaning on each other, reminiscing about the past; and there are those single girls and boys, who, with their desire for love, place their wishes on the bright lights.

Lotus-shaped wishing lanterns carry people's wishes and drift away into the distance. The river water glows faintly under the reflection of the candlelight of the wishing lanterns, and the little lights can illuminate the entire Que River, just like the bright stars in the night sky.

They gazed at the majestic statue of Vermillion Bird in the center of the river, silently praying for the arrival of a good match.

"Do you want to light one?" Chu Chenning turned his head to look at Rong Yunqiu beside him and asked with a smile.

"it is good."

Chu Chenning took Rong Yunqiu to a stall selling lotus lanterns in Quehe and teased with a smile: "I knew you would be here today."

The vendor heard the voice and immediately greeted him with a smile, "Isn't this our Shengjing Little Overlord? How come you have time to come to my place today?"

Before he could finish his sarcastic words, he saw the two of them holding hands tightly.

Looking up again, Gu Li raised his eyes, with a rare dazed look on his face.

The man led by Chu Chenning was like a person walking out of a painting in ink and mist. Although he was wearing a mask, his eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze. His green clothes made his figure more graceful, and his clothes fluttered in the wind.

There was a hint of surprise in Mu Ze's eyes, and then he changed the subject and his tone became gentle.

"This young man looks unfamiliar. I guess you just returned to Shengjing not long ago, right?" the vendor asked with a smile, a friendly light in his eyes, "May I have the honor of making friends with you?"