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Chapter 60 Ancestor, do you think it's really okay for us to sneak out like this without telling Uncle Huang?

She wanted to see first what Qin Bowen's attitude was towards this cousin.

Then he discovered that Qin Bowen had never been to Baihualou since he met her, and seemed to have forgotten about his cousin.

Yu Zhenzhen thought: With such a pure and innocent young lady as a comparison, no one would choose a courtesan who has been ridden by thousands and slept with by thousands unless they were a fool.

Yu Zhenzhen really liked Qin Bowen so much that she couldn't wait to marry him.

Marquis Wu'an saw that his daughter was determined to marry him, and he couldn't persuade her otherwise.

So I agreed.

Soon, Yu Zhenzhen married Qin Bowen.

Now, the two have been married for more than two years.

Over the past two years, Yu Zhenzhen has felt incredibly happy.

Qin Bowen was so good to her; he was exactly the kind of husband she had always dreamed of—handsome and deeply in love with her.

In the capital, everyone knows that Qin Bowen is a loving husband.

Marquis Wu'an was initially dissatisfied with Qin Bowen, but now he is satisfied with him.

They even occasionally entrusted him with important tasks.

After all, he had no legitimate sons, but the abilities of his illegitimate sons were really mediocre and couldn't compare to Qin Bowen.

Even though she and Qin Bowen were so loving, and even though Qin Bowen hadn't stepped into the Hundred Flowers Pavilion in the past two years, and they hadn't even exchanged any letters.

But Yu Zhenzhen still worries sometimes.

Because Liu Shishi is really too beautiful, like a fox spirit.

and so……

Yu Zhenzhen specially arranged for someone to divert the interest of Young Master Lu from the Chengen Duke's Mansion towards Liu Shishi.

Everyone in the capital knows what kind of person Young Master Lu is.

Using Young Master Lu to get rid of Liu Shishi is the best thing that could happen.

And things unfolded exactly as she had hoped.

She never expected that the vixen from the Hundred Flowers Pavilion would be so shameless as to send someone to beg her husband.

Fortunately, her husband remained unmoved.

Indeed, my husband is now a Hanlin scholar and a lecturer to the emperor, a man of the highest rank and integrity. He would never want to be associated with something as sordid as a courtesan.

"Have someone keep a close eye on the Hundred Flowers Pavilion tomorrow night and see who took the picture of that vixen," Yu Zhenzhen instructed her maid.

"Yes."

Over here, Yu Zhenzhen thought of what her husband had said when she left. He told her that he would be returning to Zhuohua Garden to rest for the next two days, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

Zhuohua Garden is her courtyard.

It seems that her husband doesn't care about that vixen at all.
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The Daqing Flower Festival has arrived as scheduled.

As dawn broke and the thin mist had not yet dissipated, the capital city was already bustling with noise.

The bluestone path was covered with tiny flower petals, a custom of the Flower Festival. As people walked by, the petals seemed to float like clouds.

Early risers carry steamed flower cakes in bamboo baskets and sell them along the street. The sweet aroma attracts children who tug at their parents' clothes and beg to buy some.

As time went on, the temples became increasingly crowded with people, and wisps of incense smoke rose from them.

Young girls tied red ribbons filled with their wishes to flower branches, while elderly women closed their eyes and silently prayed for their families in front of the statue of a deity. The temple keeper stroked his beard and continuously interpreted the fortune slips.

A street corner opera troupe set up a flower stage, the female lead's flowing sleeves fluttering, the lyrics filled with the feelings of young men and women in springtime, the audience packed with people, and when the song ended, the audience cheered loudly.

The sounds of gongs and drums, mixed with the cries of peddlers, created a unique symphony that enlivened the entire capital city.

As dusk approached, the city lights came on, and colorful boats and countless painted barges cruised on the moat. Scholars sat around flower-covered mats, wielding their brushes and ink.

"If we're talking about the most lively place tonight, it has to be the Hundred Flowers Pavilion."

"I wonder who will be able to capture the first night of the courtesan of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion tonight and enjoy a blissful spring night together."

This is the sentiment expressed by countless people in Beijing tonight.

At that moment, several figures quietly slipped out of the entrance of Shenwu Gate.

The figure at first seemed to be that of a tall, slender young man.

As the boy waved, a small figure, only three heads tall, appeared.

"Grandpa, do you think it's really okay for us to sneak out like this without telling Uncle Huang?" The boy's voice was tinged with anxiety and worry.

The boy's words were followed by a soft, childlike voice.

"Jinyu's great-grandson, don't be afraid. With Suisui here, even if the emperor's nephew finds out, he won't dare to scold you."

"...Then, Ancestor, you must protect me then."

As several figures emerged from the shadows, their appearances were revealed in the light.

The young man was none other than Yue Jinyu.

And the person next to him was none other than Princess Fuqing, Baili Suisui.

Behind him followed Yue Jinyu's servant Changqing and Furong.

Ever since Sui Sui heard Yue Jinyu talk about how lively the Flower Festival was in the capital, she had been looking forward to coming and seeing it.

After a whole month of waiting, it finally arrived.

However, Sui Sui secretly asked the emperor's nephew and found that the emperor's nephew actually disagreed.

It's alright, Sui Sui has the token left by her father, so she can go out on her own.

And so, she led Yue Jinyu and Furong out of Shenwu Gate.

However, for the sake of convenience, Yue Jinyu asked Furong to dress her up as a boy, and the brocade robe she wore was also a boy's robe.

Nowadays, Sui Sui is a handsome boy with a small bun.

Furong also dressed up as a man.

Exiting through the Shenwu Gate and walking further ahead, one can immediately catch a glimpse of the bustling atmosphere of the Flower Festival in the capital.

Sui Sui's eyes lit up.

"Jinyu's great-granddaughter, Furong, come on, let's go!"

Sui Sui plunged headlong into the lively scene.

Sui Sui had never left the palace, so everything outside the palace was unfamiliar to her.

These days, she's curious about everything.

After a while, she was holding a string of candied hawthorns and looking curiously at the opera troupe.

Just ...

There are too many people in the audience.

Sui Sui is also a three-headed figure, which not only makes her invisible, but also makes her vulnerable to being bumped into by the crowd.

Yue Jinyu couldn't let her get bumped by the crowd.

"Grandma, shall I carry you?"

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work, great-grandson."

So, Sui Sui was held in Yue Jinyu's arms.

Sui Sui felt as if her gaze had suddenly risen to a higher level.

Everything on the stage was visible.

Sui Sui was so engrossed in watching that her eyes widened, and she even forgot to eat the candied hawthorn that was in her mouth, which had made her cheeks bulge.

"Grandfather, was the opera performed well?" Yue Jinyu asked.

"It sounds great, it sounds great!" Sui Sui nodded eagerly.

"If Your Majesty likes it, you can have your Imperial Uncle summon a troupe of actors to perform for you in the palace."

"Is this okay?"

"of course can."

"Great!"

To be honest, although Sui Sui couldn't understand the opera troupe's singing, their performance was very vivid. Plus, it was Sui Sui's first time seeing it, so she was completely engrossed.

(End of this chapter)